Sunday, December 12, 2010
Fall weather
In October we had the great opportunity of having my Mom's birthday party at our house and later that day took advantage of the fall weather to go on a quick hike up by the Bountiful Temple. It was such a pretty day we wish the sun didn't set so quickly. Later that month Isaac discovered both standing and Oreos, what a month!
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The Hunt
That's right, I'm woefully behind in blog updates but the start of "The Hunt", aka the duck hunting opener has left me a duck widow for quite a while. The amount of work it takes to maintain two duck boats is apparently quite plentiful. Luckily for Kevin he has a new helper..



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Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Florida
The first day was a dream come true for Kevin with deep sea fishing of the coast. He had a great time and caught all sorts of fish and even a couple of sharks. We naturally had to make the best of the shark photo op with Isaac at the beach later that evening. Then the boys cooked up all the fish (shark included) and we had a seafood feast for dinner. I had a wonderful day sleeping in, shopping, seeing the alligator in their local pond, and hanging out at the beach with Isaac, Heidi and her two kiddos.



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Sunday, September 12, 2010
August 2010
August was a rollercoaster. First... the highs...We went to wyoming something like three times in the last month. It was so much fun to be camping with my family, hanging out at the cabin with Kev's family, and just enjoying the fresh air. Isaac had a few firsts, like his first run down the snake river (we took out at wolf creek, but still impressive), first spaghetti dinner, and his first trip to Jackson. In true Kevin style, he and my dad managed to track down (on KSL of course) some guy that was willing to sell bladders for some pontoon boats his family had long since given up on for dead. I'm not sure they were worth the price, but they sure are fun to take down the river and in Kevin's mind, anything that makes fishing even more fun, is priceless. (Kevin actutally floated down in an innertube before upgrading to the pontoon boats). Also, it was Kev's birthday and he turned 29 again! Yay! He and his dad celebrated in style with the family and although I was bummed I couldn't be there I was glad they had such a great time.
Now the lows...We keep trucking along with work, but to be completely honest, with neither of us having so much as a day off together that we didn't spend out of town, our house was pretty much in ruins by the end of the month. There were laundry piles the size of Mt. Killamanjaro. Plus my week long, every other night, spend the night in the hospital, call shift didn't help stabilize matters either. Eventually our immune systems wore down and we were pretty much dead. Kev had felt ill for a couple of nights before and so I had slept on the couch to take care of Isaac without waking Kev or spreading germs.... to no avail. Meanwhile Kevin keeps complaining that he thinks he has and ingrown finger nail that hurts... this of course is secondary in priority to his intermittent fever, cough etc. It all comes full circle when Tuesday I felt pretty feverish on and off all day, but it was a long day at work and as any adult knows, you don't get to call in sick to real jobs unless you're dead.... I send Kevin text emails all day about how I'm pretty sure I'm dying... and to have Gregg Fisher taxadermy me and put me in the living room and stuff like that. 16 hours later I finally get to crawl into bed and steal all the covers at which point Kevin sticks a thermometer under my arm and declares I'm burning up and cannot keep roasting in the covers, a few wimpers and some tylenol later I sleep my blissful 5 hours and go back to work feeling pretty good.... except over the next couple of days my voice slowly but surely disappears. This was pretty comical at work as I would have to lean down and whisper into my patients ears explaining that I lost my voice but I'm going to be their doctor that day. Inevidably they would whisper their replies because when one preson whispers you just automatically whisper back. The people at work found this hillarious and I'm pretty sure Kevin wasn't lamenting the loss of my voice for those few days. That same five hours of feverish sleep night for me was far worse for Kevin. Kevin's finger turned out not to be an ingrown nail but some random raging infection that needed drained and antibiotics started. This however could not be done until Wednesday so Kevin spent Tuesday night on the couch with his throbbing finger elevated so it would hurt less, waking up and feeding Isaac (who of course also has a cold). Then, just when things were starting to look up... Kevin completely lost his sense of smell for three days and I landed some pink eye. I don't know what it is, I must have defective eyes or the world's worst hand-eye hygeine because I am a pink eye magnet. When I was little I would get it so often I could put in my own eye drops.. luckily this dissappeared with some treatment too... but for a couple of days we were quite the site of a family. Dad with bandaged finger, cough, runny nose. Mom with pinkeye, no voice. Baby with pinkeye and runny nose. Luckily this all subsided and we recovered just in the nick of time for vacation. But since the vacation technically happened in September... that's the next post.
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