Attic Update more pictures coming soon!

Drywall was the next step. Then I started putting on the primer. 

July 14th, A Day to Remember

Baruch in his cast. Haven't had time to post the whole story behind the cast. Here goes. . .

Sunday afternoon we headed out on our bikes to take the NW Arterial hill challenge up to the Arboretum where there is "music in the park" on Sunday nights.  We were getting a bit of a late start and the whole trip felt slightly off.  We often start with prayer, not tonight. Anyway, Baruch and I were well ahead of everyone, but not yet to the big hill when we stopped because I got a text from Drew.  I read Baruch the text "go ahead up the hill, we will catch up." So we started off. Baruch standing to get his speed up. His speed increased quickly when suddenly his bike went out of control, he sped off the path and into the ditch. Screams of "It's broken" and "just pull it back into place" met me as I threw my bike aside and raced to him. After looking at his arm and seeing the bone, still beneith the skin, but definately not where it should be my instinct was to dial 911, then I thought, no call Drew, but I found myself talking to the 911 operator instead. The sherrif arrived and I hung up with the operator who said she would be sending an ambulance. Some time between the fall and the sheriff's arrival Mary and Abi rode up and I sent them to get Dad as quickly as possible. Baruch thought his arm would feel better if he had something hard under it so I fished around in his backpack and grabbed his notebook. We put it underneath and that alleviated some pain (not much though). By the time Drew arrived I told the sheriff I didn't think we would need the ambulance. He said once they have been called they come and follow through on the call.   Drew took off to get our van, which was thankfully parked at the bottom of the bluff. He showed up shortly after the ambulance. While the EMT's looked over the arm, and said they would not be held responsible for any further damage should we refuse the ambulance ride, Drew got all the kids engaged in bringing all the bikes and helmets to the van and efficiently loaded them on the tailor. We signed a waiver, taking full responsibility for our actions and somehow, (I honestly don't remember if we carried Baruch or he walked) got Baruch to the van. It wasn't until I thawacked my head getting into the van that I realized I still had my helmet on. Good thing too ; ). Drew drove skillfully to the ER while I called ahead so they would be expecting us. From there is was: See the Dr. on duty.  Start an IV and give morphine for pain. Take x-rays. See the orthopedic Dr. on call. See the anesthesialogist. Prep for surgery. Go into surgery. Have succussful surgery, ending with a cast put on. Go into recovery. Then take forever to be brought from recovery to the Pediatric Unit.* Spend night under the watchful eye of a diligent nurse. Come home. . . 

The surgery. . . He underwent closed surgery which means they manipulated the bones without making an incision. I guess it is still surgery because they put him under and he was in the surgery room.  Hey and then we get charged a full surgery bill + the anesthesia bill. Surgery involved putting the ulna, which looked sort of crumbled in the x-ray to me, about 1 inch long just below the elbow, back in place. It also involved reducing his radius which suffered a monteggia fracture (meaning basically it came out of the socket). Reducing means putting it back in place. 

All I know is I am extremely thankful to the Lord for competent medical care and a husband who drives better than an ambulance any day of the week!

Oh, and yes, his cast is really that big!

As Mom used to always say, "There you have it!" 

I sure miss that Momma!!

Snapshot Summary #55

Sunday

30- June, 2013

 Wednesday

3- July, 2013

 Thursday

4- July, 2013

What I Wore

O.K. there are some blogs I hop over to now and then in which the bloggers take pictures of themselves to show what they are wearing. They are trendy dressers, fashionable, in the latest and greatest. You know what I am talking about.  Well, I am not very fashion conscious (and uh, well I am about to prove it). Sometimes I like what they are wearing, sometimes I don't, never seeking these posts out, just happening upon them.  Today, I will share what I wore for months on end. A simple outfit, really. A practical one. But first, some background information : )

I am not sure when our attic project got to the "painting" phase, but it was at that point I began donning the "What I Wore" garb. I put this outfit on as soon as I changed out of my stinky work out clothes every morning, with hopes that today would be the last day I would need to wear them. Every day I figured, if I was going to make it up to the attic for even 5 minutes of painting I would need a the jump start of not having to change into them.

Fast forward several month.  The attic project is completely finished and the "boys and girls room swap" is well under way.  The boys room, our front right bedroom was originally the master bedroom. When we moved in 14 1/2 years ago it needed paint and never got it. It now has a nice fresh coat of a neutral "toasted oats" color, ceiling and all. The girls wanted purple on their walls. So, it was in hopes of breaking into the gallon of Lilac Bouquet that I dressed in my "What I Wore" clothes this sunny morning in late June.  It was that hope that kept me in them as I ran Jacob and several friends to an airsoft game that afternoon. Only on my way home, remembering several birthday parties the following day did I realize that I would wear these same said clothes into the our local mall where I knew a particular store sold the gift items I had in mind for both parties.  "Oh well, who cares how I look!" I told myself as I hopped out of the car and jogged toward Books A Million.  After some searching and the help of an employee I found the items I needed, payed and headed out.  As I headed in the direction of my car, an elderly gentleman was walking toward me. As he passed he said "bad hair day."   I burst into a chuckle, thinking, "oh man, YOU do not know the half of it!!" I am thankful to be secure in Christ, not my clothing (or hair - hee hee).

Here is What I Wore!!!!!

But only look further if you read the above post!!!!

Be honest!

Seriously don't look until you have read my story : ).

Then laugh with me please!

BTW I finished the girls room July 6th and am hopeful my painting is complete, for the time being anyway!

Snapshot Summary #54 (month of June)

Aunt Terry Visits

We traveled to Iowa City for Jacob's Honor's recital.

warming up

waiting

Mary, Cob, I

Mary, Cob

Mary, Cob

Mary, Aunt Terry, Cob

Mary, Aunt Terry, Cob

Cob received a metal for winning state

And then it was done!  He played beautifully, as did all of the participants. Very nice concert!

Cob and his teacher, Sharon Jensen

Mary and her teacher, Sharon Jensen

more fun with Aunt Terry

Mary learns some cake decorating

The cross country team she runs for is called the "Pink Flamingos"

Piano Lesson Time

Cob and one of his students, Eli

Abi gets a lesson from Meghan

Mary teaches Isaac (in the newly finished attic, which is another post)

Baruch plays with his helicopter

Somehow I failed to get a single picture of Father's Day : (

We enjoyed the day at Jones County Park with Bill, Mary and some friends form church. I think all the guys felt honored in their positions of father's and heads of the household!  : )

Camping at Devil's Lake Wisconsin

The water was crystal clear. Canoeing was awesome.

Abi caught 20 + little fish and minnows!

Hiking was spectacular!