Sunday, October 2, 2011

Moving Day

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Saturday, October 1, 2011

Elusive Autumn

I have always loved Fall.  The way it quietly slips in after the long, blazing days of Summer.  It is like that cool guy in school that never talks much, but the girls all love him (ahem, Tim Riggins).

Fall with it's rich colors, earthy scent and cooler days, you take my breath away.

I love your cool mornings, your warm afternoons and cool nights. I love collecting the last harvest from the garden, raking leaves into piles for my children to jump in, and noses red from the crisp autumn air.

Fall, I miss you.  You were gone too fast from Utah last year, and from what I gather, you don't visit Texas at all.  There will be no leaves changing colors, no crisp days, no cool least not until January.

I miss going outside and smelling the smoke from fireplaces, having chilly noses and needing a jacket.  I miss drinking hot cocoa or cider, needing to bundle up under costumes, and digging out my jeans and sweaters.

Since I miss these things so much, I am making it Fall in my house.  I have pumpkins, scented candles, and Autumn decorations to go up.  Just because it is 100 degrees outside doesn't mean I can't pretend that it's 60.

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The month of October I get to write about Fall and all the goodness that comes with this glorious season!
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Thursday, September 29, 2011

Just a Scratch

For as long as I can remember, I've had this...thing on my eyelid.

It made it VERY difficult to have even eyeliner in Jr. High.  And I couldn't NOT wear eyeliner cause all the other girls were doing it and if I wanted the boys to think I was cute I had to look like everyone else, right?? 

Anyhoo, I digress.

It has been there for as long as I can remember.  My Mom said it showed up when I was about 2 and every doctor she asked about it told her it was a mole.

Well, this "mole" has been getting bigger.  And, had a baby "mole" growing on it.  So, I went to see a dermatologist.

She said something about possible skin cancer and sent me to see an Oculoplastic Surgeon.  Did you know those existed?  Me either.

He examined it, said a lot of mmhmm's and uh-huhs then gave me the diagnosis.  It is a papiloma.  Anywhere else on my body and they'd call it a wart.

Oh my gross.  I have a HUGE wart cluster on my eyelid and it has been there for 32 years!!!!!!!!!

It is growing, so they are chopping it off.  Today.  Maybe even as you read this.

The doc gave me a handout with pictures of what he is going to do, but I couldn't find it, so you get this.  My own drawing.

First, he will cut a hole in my eyelid and remove the offender.
then cut my lid open to allow more skin to be brought over to close the gaping hole in my eyelid
stitch it up and i'm as good as new.

So, I'll get a local just below my lower lid and some Valium.  I will be awake the whole time he is cutting a hole in my eyelid. Oh, but he assures me my eyes will be closed.  Uh, yeah, I'm not opening my eyes to see a scalpel coming right at me.  EEK!

Just wish I could get him to wax my eyebrows while I'm in there.  Now that is a scary sight.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

5 Months

Each of my babies has hit this age.  They all look so much alike and yet so different.  

Today my Elliott is 5 months old. 
5 months of snuggles and kisses.  
5 months of no sleep and nursing marathons.  
5 months of figuring him out and being perpetually perplexed. 
5 months of love.

I love this boy ohsomuch.