Monday, September 20, 2010
Sushi
There is a new sushi place near our house... we thought we would try it. Bad idea. I don't like sushi. I only had two pices but my tummie was all... "Um ... this is not cooked, I think I am going to kick you in the butt for this... ready... go ... (kick)" not fun. I thought it would be good. Wayne is always telling me that it is good so I blame him.
Shooting ... Paper
Anna, Jon, and I went shooting a few days ago. I am super rusty and need contacts. I can't see the target. I used to land almost all of my rounds in the same hole... or at least within an inch of each other. I had not shot anthing in almost 1.5 years... man that is way too long. My pictures turned out a little blurry ... but I will show you anyway. This is me shooting Jon's new CZ. Good gun ... I wish I could get one. The next one is Anna shooting her .380 for the first time.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
It's Always Us...
Last night at about 2:00 a.m. Scott and I were woken up by people yelling outside our window. Scott got up and looked, and it looked like it was just two people yelling, but not physically fighting or anything, so he just got back in bed and ignored it. BUT, after a minute or so, the woman started screaming bloody murder "Help! Help! Get away from me! Help! Let go of me! Help! Help!"...basically what I would be yelling if I were being attacked, so Scott got up, grabbed his gun just in case (concealed, of course), and went outside to see if he could get a better look and make sure nobody got murdered right in front of our house. Meanwhile, I called the police.
They sent a few officers our way while I described what was happening to the emergency operator. While the police were on their way, Scott went out toward the fighting couple as soon as it was apparent that there wasn't any physical violence. They talked a bit, and the man seemed upset and was pacing around, but nobody was yelling any more. I just stayed inside the house, watching what was going on, but unable to hear anything at all.
Two cruisers showed up and one cop went to talk to Scott, while the other went to question the two people who had been yelling. A third person appeared seemingly out of nowhere (he had been inside a car parked on the street) and soon enough Scott headed back inside and told me the whole story.
It turns out the two of them were insanely drunk, and had come from a party down the street. They were bickering, and the woman was overreacting to the man following her. She had left the party, claiming she was just going to walk home (but she lived in Ogden, around 15 miles away) and the man had followed her to try to get her to come back so their designated driver (the guy in the parked car) could take her home. So, really it wasn't a big deal. We did find out that the guy had fallen pretty badly at the party and had a few broken ribs, so the police let them go and take him to the hospital.
We seem to attract trouble. I suppose that's what we get for being the unofficial neighborhood watch.
They sent a few officers our way while I described what was happening to the emergency operator. While the police were on their way, Scott went out toward the fighting couple as soon as it was apparent that there wasn't any physical violence. They talked a bit, and the man seemed upset and was pacing around, but nobody was yelling any more. I just stayed inside the house, watching what was going on, but unable to hear anything at all.
Two cruisers showed up and one cop went to talk to Scott, while the other went to question the two people who had been yelling. A third person appeared seemingly out of nowhere (he had been inside a car parked on the street) and soon enough Scott headed back inside and told me the whole story.
It turns out the two of them were insanely drunk, and had come from a party down the street. They were bickering, and the woman was overreacting to the man following her. She had left the party, claiming she was just going to walk home (but she lived in Ogden, around 15 miles away) and the man had followed her to try to get her to come back so their designated driver (the guy in the parked car) could take her home. So, really it wasn't a big deal. We did find out that the guy had fallen pretty badly at the party and had a few broken ribs, so the police let them go and take him to the hospital.
We seem to attract trouble. I suppose that's what we get for being the unofficial neighborhood watch.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Pictures from the LAN
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| Jeff, Amber, Brennan |
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| Lily got to come too. |
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| Wayne... (remote) |
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| Ben and John |
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
That was AWESOME!
I had a LAN party this weekend and as you might guess, it went very well. We had lots of food and lots of junk... food. WAY to much junk food. It started at about 2 on Friday... and went until about 2 on Sunday, given that a good chunk of that time was just Jon and I it was still fun. Ben and his brother showed up around 4 and we played some Vegas 2, then I went down to Bountiful to get Brennan. I had not seen him in years ... he is really tall now. After Ben and his bro had to leave we played some Starcraft 2 until I couldn't keep my eyes open.
One of my oldest brothers, Wayne, even "came" from Hong Kong (via web cam and Internet). I had a computer setup for him so he could play here and see what was going on. He also was able to play for a little while until the LANoi Pro decided that it didn't like Windows 7. It did work for a little while so he did get to play but not as much as I would have liked.
Another one of my brothers was not able to come but was still able to play a little over battle.net we played some Starcraft 2; he is really good but he doesn't think so. I also had my brother that is a hermit come... he didn't want to play Warcraft 3 but I guess that is ok, he played a little Plants vs. Zombies wile we played. However the party as a whole was a major success.
Jon and I were the only ones to stay and play the whole time.
I think I will have another one for new years or maybe thanksgiving, what do you think?
One of my oldest brothers, Wayne, even "came" from Hong Kong (via web cam and Internet). I had a computer setup for him so he could play here and see what was going on. He also was able to play for a little while until the LANoi Pro decided that it didn't like Windows 7. It did work for a little while so he did get to play but not as much as I would have liked.
Another one of my brothers was not able to come but was still able to play a little over battle.net we played some Starcraft 2; he is really good but he doesn't think so. I also had my brother that is a hermit come... he didn't want to play Warcraft 3 but I guess that is ok, he played a little Plants vs. Zombies wile we played. However the party as a whole was a major success.
Jon and I were the only ones to stay and play the whole time.
I think I will have another one for new years or maybe thanksgiving, what do you think?
Friday, August 27, 2010
Ouch!
What a week!
Last week my back had been hurting me. I just woke up one morning and there it was, pain in all its glory. I suspected I slept crooked on my neck or something like that, took some ibuprofen, slapped a heating pad on it, and assumed it would go away in a few days.
Nope.
It totally tricked me. It felt like it was going to be all better by the weekend; it was hurting less and less each day. But then I woke up Saturday morning and COULD NOT MOVE. It took me ten minutes (filled with crying) just to sit up out of bed, and it hurt SO BADLY. It's never hurt this badly before in my life. I have absolutely no clue why it did this. I got up (well, Scott got me up) and took some pain meds (well, Scott got me pain meds) and took a hot bath (well, Scott got me into a hot bath)...can you see the trend? I haven't been that helpless since I had my surgery last November.
Anyway, it hurt so badly that I decided to go to the doctor (well, Scott took me to the doctor). Scott and I are alike in that we always insist the other person go see the doctor when something is wrong, but we never go unless the other really pushes it, so you can imagine how much pain I was in when I was the one insisting on going to InstaCare.
We went in as soon as it opened, and the doctor gave me prescriptions for Flexeril (muscle relaxant) and Lorotab. I then spent all day Saturday and Sunday totally loopy, mostly sleeping it off. My back was starting to loosen up and I was thinking I would be ok to go in to work on Monday, but NO. LIFE ISN'T THAT NICE TO ME.
Once again, I woke up Monday morning to PAIN! and the PAIN! was worse. No good. So I had to call in sick, which I hated...but it turns out it was the perfect day to call in sick because there was such a tiny workload that day (only 3 samples; the usual load is 15 to 20) (but I still hate missing work). Scott (angel) found a chiropractor who could see me that morning, so I took my meds again and we went in. The doctor took x-rays, did some testing on my spine, manipulated my back, gave me some electrotherapy, and had me come in the next day for more.
I went in Tuesday, got adjusted and therapy again, and we took a look at my x-rays. The chiropractor says that four of my vertebrae are starting to degenerate and that I need to start corrective therapy immediately. This apparently involves like 30 visits, and thousands of dollars (my insurance doesn't cover chiropractic). I'm not sure I want to do this. I can see what he was pointing out on the x-rays, but I'm not entirely convinced it's as bad as he's saying it is.
Anyway, the pain at this point hadn't changed in intensity, but it had moved from the middle of my back, right between my shoulder blades, up to my neck. I continued to take meds as much as I could (can't go to work loopy...or drive, for that matter, so I had to go without sometimes), and Wednesday afternoon I scheduled an hour-long massage. It was heavenly. I had the masseuse concentrate on my neck, upper back, and shoulders. She used firm pressure, so it hurt a bit while she was working on me, but my muscles felt more relaxed afterward, so the little bit of discomfort was worth it. I went home, took more meds, and went to sleep early.
I woke up Thursday morning and still had a little bit of pain, that had migrated again, this time into my left shoulder, but overall it was getting better. After work I went to the chiropractor again, and he gave me some instructions for stretches, adjusted me again, and did more therapy.
Now here's my thing: I'm not sure how much of this "spinal degeneration" is real and how much is exaggeration on the chiropractor's part to drum up his business. Since my insurance doesn't cover this, the office charges a flat rate of $55 per visit if you pay that day, in cash. That's not awful by itself, but when you look at the amount of visits he recommended...yeah. I might as well just buy myself a new spine.
So, I asked for my x-rays, and they're going to digitize them and have them ready for me to take by next Tuesday. I'm going to take them in to another doctor and get a second opinion.
Personally, I think I just wrenched my back particularly badly, and my spine is probably totally normal. If, when I get a second opinion, it looks like this guy is telling the truth, then I will decide what I can afford to do. If he's not, I'll probably be turned off chiropractors forever. Either way it goes, I'm going to do the stretches and try to exercise more to keep all of me, not just my spine, healthy.
I'm falling apart. Bit by bit.
Last week my back had been hurting me. I just woke up one morning and there it was, pain in all its glory. I suspected I slept crooked on my neck or something like that, took some ibuprofen, slapped a heating pad on it, and assumed it would go away in a few days.
Nope.
It totally tricked me. It felt like it was going to be all better by the weekend; it was hurting less and less each day. But then I woke up Saturday morning and COULD NOT MOVE. It took me ten minutes (filled with crying) just to sit up out of bed, and it hurt SO BADLY. It's never hurt this badly before in my life. I have absolutely no clue why it did this. I got up (well, Scott got me up) and took some pain meds (well, Scott got me pain meds) and took a hot bath (well, Scott got me into a hot bath)...can you see the trend? I haven't been that helpless since I had my surgery last November.
Anyway, it hurt so badly that I decided to go to the doctor (well, Scott took me to the doctor). Scott and I are alike in that we always insist the other person go see the doctor when something is wrong, but we never go unless the other really pushes it, so you can imagine how much pain I was in when I was the one insisting on going to InstaCare.
We went in as soon as it opened, and the doctor gave me prescriptions for Flexeril (muscle relaxant) and Lorotab. I then spent all day Saturday and Sunday totally loopy, mostly sleeping it off. My back was starting to loosen up and I was thinking I would be ok to go in to work on Monday, but NO. LIFE ISN'T THAT NICE TO ME.
Once again, I woke up Monday morning to PAIN! and the PAIN! was worse. No good. So I had to call in sick, which I hated...but it turns out it was the perfect day to call in sick because there was such a tiny workload that day (only 3 samples; the usual load is 15 to 20) (but I still hate missing work). Scott (angel) found a chiropractor who could see me that morning, so I took my meds again and we went in. The doctor took x-rays, did some testing on my spine, manipulated my back, gave me some electrotherapy, and had me come in the next day for more.
I went in Tuesday, got adjusted and therapy again, and we took a look at my x-rays. The chiropractor says that four of my vertebrae are starting to degenerate and that I need to start corrective therapy immediately. This apparently involves like 30 visits, and thousands of dollars (my insurance doesn't cover chiropractic). I'm not sure I want to do this. I can see what he was pointing out on the x-rays, but I'm not entirely convinced it's as bad as he's saying it is.
Anyway, the pain at this point hadn't changed in intensity, but it had moved from the middle of my back, right between my shoulder blades, up to my neck. I continued to take meds as much as I could (can't go to work loopy...or drive, for that matter, so I had to go without sometimes), and Wednesday afternoon I scheduled an hour-long massage. It was heavenly. I had the masseuse concentrate on my neck, upper back, and shoulders. She used firm pressure, so it hurt a bit while she was working on me, but my muscles felt more relaxed afterward, so the little bit of discomfort was worth it. I went home, took more meds, and went to sleep early.
I woke up Thursday morning and still had a little bit of pain, that had migrated again, this time into my left shoulder, but overall it was getting better. After work I went to the chiropractor again, and he gave me some instructions for stretches, adjusted me again, and did more therapy.
Now here's my thing: I'm not sure how much of this "spinal degeneration" is real and how much is exaggeration on the chiropractor's part to drum up his business. Since my insurance doesn't cover this, the office charges a flat rate of $55 per visit if you pay that day, in cash. That's not awful by itself, but when you look at the amount of visits he recommended...yeah. I might as well just buy myself a new spine.
So, I asked for my x-rays, and they're going to digitize them and have them ready for me to take by next Tuesday. I'm going to take them in to another doctor and get a second opinion.
Personally, I think I just wrenched my back particularly badly, and my spine is probably totally normal. If, when I get a second opinion, it looks like this guy is telling the truth, then I will decide what I can afford to do. If he's not, I'll probably be turned off chiropractors forever. Either way it goes, I'm going to do the stretches and try to exercise more to keep all of me, not just my spine, healthy.
I'm falling apart. Bit by bit.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Things I Have Inherited
We have this ongoing joke that anything that goes wrong in my life is my mom and dad's fault. Good example is the other day we where talking about how some of the people in my office have a hard time getting up in the morning... I chimed in "I have a built in alarm clock... it has no snooze so I can't sleep in even if I want to." I inherited this from my dad. The sad part of all this is I got a combination of my dad's alarm clock and my mom's restlessness, so I have a hard time falling asleep. Also my alarm clock dosen't care if it is the weekend or not, I still wake up a 6:30 on the dot even on the weekends, so unfair. This is getting better, but what a combo. My dad can also fall alseep anywhere he could probably sleep on an airplane... and I am not talking about in first class ... or second class for that matter I am talking out on the wing. LOL
I do have some stuff I can't blame on my parents (as a joke of cource) is my back pain. I have been waking up with this very annoying stabbing pain that slowly settles during the day... but then when I sleep ... it comes right back. Well enough whining for the day.
I am super excited for my birthday party. It is really late this year, but it was the first weekend that was the best for all the people I could have come at once. I had a friend out of town so I had to wait for him and it seems the further out in the future I set plans the more people come.
I do have some stuff I can't blame on my parents (as a joke of cource) is my back pain. I have been waking up with this very annoying stabbing pain that slowly settles during the day... but then when I sleep ... it comes right back. Well enough whining for the day.
I am super excited for my birthday party. It is really late this year, but it was the first weekend that was the best for all the people I could have come at once. I had a friend out of town so I had to wait for him and it seems the further out in the future I set plans the more people come.
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