Friday, August 31, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
The Devil’s in the Details…
Today was the start of my "vacation" – really the start of our kitchen remodeling project.
I stayed home to get some stuff ready the day before. Some detailing stuff.
The line where the brown paint meets the ceiling has been driving me nuts since we put the paint cans away to lay the hardwood. So I have been staring at the uneven line. Today, I was able to go in with a fine artist’s brush and make it more defined.
Monday, August 27, 2007
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Flug What? Flugtag!
The event opened with sky-diving-acrobats! It was sooooooo cool!
A triple story stacker to get the best view!
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Looking back at the kitchen:
To see the remodel plan click here.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Good news, bad news
In 1997, I had been wearing braces for over five years when I had my first jaw surgery. It was just my upper jaw and the non-medical description is that because my jaw didn’t close properly my teeth didn’t meet. My teeth were also crooked and that is another reason for them not meeting. So five years of braces later when my teeth were all lined up they went in to line up my jaw. They did a great job and if you live in Minnesota and need a good oral surgeon, ask me. I was pretty much a-ok, until January of 2006 when I took a tumble down the steps at our old apartment, trip to the ER, a week of no walking and I had pretty much healed up. But, my jaw had shifted. The pain returned off an on depending on what I did that day (talking too much, chewing tough foods, sleeping with my hand under my head, etc). Then the gap in my teeth started to recede, and a year and a half later the pain is almost unbearable. Which is why I thought it was a tooth-ache. But no, all the muscles in my jaw are bruised, tired and ready for a vacation. Enter muscle relaxers. And physical therapy for my jaw. Next week, I meet with the orthodontist, dentist, physical therapist and the oral surgeon – very daunting.
I am a little nervous about going through it all again, but I am happy it is on the fast track and may all be over in the next few months. And ISSB is being a trooper coping with the idea of a silent house for 6 weeks.
I wonder, though, if I fall again or take trauma to my jaw will I have to do it again or do I give up? My mom always told me she should have named me Grace so that I would have some.
Stay tuned for the updates.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Out of this world
In 1986, when I was a “shorty” (as Ian would say), I saw Halley’s Comet. The next sighting of Halley’s Comet will not happen until 2061. I am one of the rare generations of kids that will ideally be lucky enough to see it twice in my life.
Bunch of lying email jerks.
Dean: a soaker
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