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    September 29

    Darn Calf - continued

    Thought I'd post a quick update.  My calf is doing quite well.  There is still a little bit of pain when I walk normally, but it's fading.  I am going to do a workout tomorrow morning sometime and be careful with it.  Thank you for your prayers and thoughts.  If anything bizarro happens and it goes crazy over the weekend, I will be sure to let you know.  Otherwise, I think I am probably healing up just fine.
    September 28

    Darn Calf

    I went to the Third Day, David Crowder Band, Hyper Static Union  "Wherever You Are" Tour concert tonight.  It was AMAZING!!!  It was wonderful.  I LOVE Third Day, I LOVE David Crowder Band.  Hyperstatic Union is brand new, so they're still growing on me, but I like what I've heard so far and they definitely had a great time performing tonight.  It was fabulous.  I don't have enough positive adjectives to truly convey the level of enjoyment I had tonight.  It was SOOOOOOOOOOOOO worth the money I paid!

    Now, you may not know this, but, I'm a dancer.  No, not technically, not like formally trained or anything.  But, when I hear a beat . . . ..oooooohhhhhhhhh I start MOVIN'!  I can't sit still.  So, I dance.  I do whatever comes to . . . well, to my body or mind.  I bounce, I jump, I sway, I jiggle and wiggle and just MOVE!!  That is probably part of the reason I love concerts so much.  I don't sit still.

    Well, tonight, David Crowder Band was on and I LOVE his music.  It is amazing worship music that is GREAT for dancing.  So, I'm be boppin' around, thoroughly enjoying my night and I feel this cramp start up in my calf muscle.  So, I think, Okay, I'll take it a little easy for awhile now and try to not jump on it and try to stretch it out a bit and see if that helps.  Well, that lasted like 5 minutes.  Because then they switched to a song that REQUIRED bouncing.  You know, at a concert, where everyone starts to jump straight up and down at the same time?  Bouncing.  So, I started bouncing.
    NOT A GOOD IDEA!

    I bounce a handful of times and then it happens.  I kid you not!!  I actually felt something pop or snap or something in my calf.  SERIOUSLY!  Ok, ummmmmmmmmmm, now what.  So. I sit down for a few minutes thinking maybe it's like a simple sprain like when i sprain my ankle and it'll simply go away in a minute.  I go to stand up and see if I can put any weight on it and initially any weight at all put a spear like pain through the middle of my calf.  Ohhhhhh, this is SOOOO not good!  Ummmmm, what exactly is a girl to do??  How am I going to get out of here?  Well, actually, none of that was occurring to me.  Me?  I was laughing too hard.  I was almost crying. My incredulity was very high.  I could NOT believe I had actually just done what I thought maybe I had done.  In fact, I could hardly believe it was even possible to do that!  I mean really, how many people other than runners or professional athletes who are training or in some freak acccident do something like that?!  Not simple, short, slightly overweight, highly overzealous, midwestern girls at concerts!!!

    So, I rested it off and on.  I half knelt on the chair with that leg so I didn't have to put weight on it but could still "dance."  It looked WAY sillier than my actual dancing, but I've finally gotten to a point in life where generally I don't care how silly I look most of the time.  I rested it enough that I could put my foot on the ground.  Then I realized it could hold a little weight.  Then I realized I had to go potty.  So, I figured this was a good time to test out the walking ablility.  As long as I turn my foot out sideways and don't bend my knee much, I can hobble along pretty well.  So, I hobbled around a bit and enjoyed the last of the concert.  Good times.  Hopefully you got a laugh.  I also hope that you say a prayer that my leg heals quickly and that I didn't do any serious, permanent damage.  I don't have insurance, don't suggest going to the doctor.  Ask God to fix it.  So, other than tearing up my darn calf, the night was a total success!!!

    A quick update.  It is now the morning after and my leg feels much better.  It is still very tender, but it can bear weight and I can walk a little.  I still have to keep my foot cocked to the side, but I'm walking.  Stairs are not going so well, so I parked in a better spot to take an elevator here at work instead of the stairs.  I am going to lay off my workouts for a couple of days and hope it's better enough by Saturday to do a minimal workout.  Well, maximum workout, just not using that leg.  Thanks for your prayers.  Now we have to pray that I don't fall asleep at work since I was up until after 1 am last night. 
    September 22

    Poor, Sad Monks

    My friend Kelly sent this to me and I had to share.  ENJOY!!!

    A young monk arrives at the monastery. He is assigned to helping the other monks in copying the old canons and laws of the church by hand. He notices, however, that all of the monks are copying from copies, not from the original manuscript So, the new monk goes to the head abbot to question this, pointing out that if someone made even a small error in the first copy, it would never be picked up. In fact, that error would be continued in all of the subsequent copies.
    The head monk says, "We have been copying from the copies for centuries, but you make a good point, my son." So, he goes down into the dark caves underneath the monastery where the original manuscripts are held as archives in a locked vault that hasn't been opened for hundreds of years.

    Hours go by and nobody sees the old abbot. So, the young monk gets worried and goes down to look for him. He sees him banging his head against the wall and wailing,
    "We missed the "R", we missed the "R".
    His forehead is all bloody and bruised and he is crying uncontrollably.

    The young monk asks the old abbot, "What's wrong, father?"
    With a choking voice, the old abbot replies,
    "The word was CELEBRATE!"
     
    September 21

    Hollyweird: Brad Pitt

    I'd be like 100x more likely to go see this than 3.  I will probably watch MI:3 on  video at some point, but not becasue of Cruise, only because I've liked the previous 2 movies.  However, i would not hesitate to go see 4 if Pitt were in it!  Woo hoo for Brad Pitt!

    Hollyweird: Brad Pitt

    Does Brad Pitt have a new 'Mission'? Paramount is reportedly thinking about replacing Tom Cruise with Pitt for the next 'Mission: Impossible' film.

    September 18

    Couple of new quizzes

    Ran across these on someone's myspace page.  Thought I'd take them.  Enjoy!!!
     
    This first one is not terribly surprising.
     
    You Are Most Like Charlotte!
    You are the ultimate romantic idealist
    You've been hurt before, but that hasn't caused you to give up on love.
    If anything, your resolve to fall in love is stronger than ever.
    And it's this feminine optimism that men find most appealing about you.


    Romantic prediction: That guy you are seeing (or crushing on)?

    Could be very serious - if you play your cards right!
     
     
    You Don't Have a Boyfriend Because You are Too Picky
    You have no problem attracting guys - and even dating a little
    It's just around second or third date time where you start to see faults
    If a guy isn't near perfect, you're not into him.
    It's good to have standards - but yours rule almost everyone out.
     
     
    How long would you last on Big Brother?

    You would WIN Big Brother. You come across as lovable but also someone who can have a laugh. CONGRADULATIONS!!!!!!!
    Take this
    quiz!

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      I so did not want him, but I was as honest as I could be on the silly quiz.  I was hoping for someone else.  OH, well.  I probably wouldn't actually date someone like this anyway.  *sigh*
    Which hottie from Lost loves you?

    Your hottie is Charlie. Haha you got the druggie. Hehehe!! But he is hawt!
    Take this
    quiz!

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    September 17

    Hooked on your cell? Study says it can happen - Addictions - MSNBC.com

     This just totally cracked me up.  I'm not addicted, but I am co-dependent on it.  Can you be co-dependent ona phone? not sure.  I'm certainly not completely dependent, nor am I addicted, but this study made me smile and take pause.  Enjoy!!

    Hooked on your cell? Study says it can happen - Addictions - MSNBC.com
    September 15

    And I wonder where I get that from

    Today, as I do many days, I went home for lunch.  Mom was home and doing dishes.  We chit chat for awhile, then she sits down and the litany begins. 
     
    "I have to finish these dishes
     
    I have two loads of sheets downstairs to be washed
     
    That bathroom needs to be cleaned, the toilet is disgusting
     
    The kitchen floor needs to be swept
     
    I haven't vacuumed since before Labor day.
     
    And, all I want to do is sit on the patio and read my book"
     
    Okay, that's fine, I hear this all the time, doesn't bother me or even phase me anymore.  So, I have to pee, so I stop at the cupboard of cleaning supplies on my way to the bathroom and grab the toilet bowl cleaner.  I think to myself "I'll swipe out the toilet, just a little thing to cross one thing off her list."  Mind you, while she was talking I was eating.  So I've now been home at least a half hour and I only get an hour for lunch.  So, I go in and I pee and I hear her say
     
    "If you're not going to clean the whole bathroom, then don't bother."
     
    ummmmmmmmm, what?  Excuse me?  Then, the icing
     
    "What are you peeing for?" 
     
    ummmmmmmmm, WHAT?!  What do you think?
     
    So, I said,
    "about 5 seconds."
     
    Moral of the story:  If any of you wonder why I'm fatalistic, why everything seems to be all or nothing, why I can't do anything halfway and why half my life is a disaster at any given time.  This is why.  This is the voice in my head.  This is the voice that says it's never good enough and if you're not going to do it all totally done right now, then don't bother to start.  Which, by the way, is totally ridiculous, BUT suddenly so many things about me snap into place and are now clear as glass instead of clear as mud.  Right? 
     
    I'm still crazy, just not so "unexplainable" crazy. 
    September 11

    I Remember

     

    I Remember

    I remember what you did.  I remember watching the second plane hit.  I remember going to work and being in a functioning state of shock about what had happened and yet being detached because I am so far away from it.  I remember wondering what it meant and where we would go from here.  How would our lives change after this.  I remember hearing the names read.  I remember seeing the documentaries.  I remember.  Nothing can make me forget.  This is my Pearl Harbor.  In my remembering is my power.  I remember your cowardice.  I remember your defeat in Pennsylvania.  I remember your ongoing defeat as we continue to live our lives much as we always have. 

     

    So, I had to tell you that you can’t make me be afraid.  You can’t make me slouch when I walk in an effort to look smaller.  You can’t make me stop flying.  You can’t make me stop traveling.  You can’t make me be afraid to get on a plane, no matter what day it is.  You can’t make me afraid to visit a monument or attraction.  I refuse your fear.  You are a coward.  You thrive on fear, but not here, not anymore. 

     

    You see, you can’t even scare me with death.  I will do as I please, visit what I want to see and travel to wherever I’d like without worrying about your plans. For me death would be release.  Release from this world.  My eternity is decided and secure.  I will go on living gloriously in eternity with the love of my life. 

     

    So, you see, you have no sway over me. You have no hold on me.  You get no say in my life.  I will make my choices as an American and as a woman and you don’t even get input much less an opinion or a say. 

     

    You tried to defeat us, but all you really did was mobilize us.  You tried to instill fear and all you did was scare us for a moment.  We are not afraid.  We are still flying.  We are still traveling.  You have not stopped us.  You have, however, drawn wrath down upon your heads.  May God have mercy on your souls.  We have not forgotten and neither has He.

     

    Copyright 2006 LaughingMouse

    September 08

    My Heritage . . . not really

    So, I was checking out Davezilla this morning and he had this thing about finding celebrity faces that look like you.  How amusing I thought, I wonder what they'd come up with on me.  So, I did it.  Kind of amusing.  Apparently, my best match is Chelsea Clinton . . . or she's one of htem.  Made me smile.  Here are the other ones.  Yes, that is Val Kilmer.  Kinda frightening, but I could see it . . . i guess . . .
     
     

    I did it from this picture too . . . 

    Go try your own, it's pretty amusing.

    September 06

    First public photos of baby Suri

     Well, at least she's real and she's not horrifying or malformed or anything.  If you want to see pictures of her, click below, it's a video and there are 3 shots that cycle throughout the interview.  Once you've seen 3 you've seen them all.  But, I have to say, Chandra, the morning entertainment news girl on my radio station said she thinks Suri looks like a boy, and she kinda does.  Hmmmmm, hopefully she'll grow into herself and they'll let her grow her hair out. 

    First public photos of baby Suri

    Sept. 6: "Today" host Matt Lauer talks with Jane Sarkin of Vanity Fair magazine about her article on Tom Cruise's and Katie Holmes's new baby and Annie Leibovitz's photos of them.

    September 04

    A good day

    Just a newsy post today.  I know, it's been forever since I've been in here, but I'm here now!    I've had a really good day.  Not amazing, not wonderful, but also not horrible or depressing.  Just a nice, relaxing, plain, calm day.  I slept in, which is always nice.  And is doubly nice since I had to get up early this Saturday and Sunday and even Friday now that I think about it.  So, it was nice to rest in.  I read my book for awhile, had some coffee, then I ate some breakfast. 
     
    This wonderful breakfast casserole/strata that my mom made for the family we had in over the weekend.  It was SOOOO good.  Then I got ready to go out.  Before I left I called around town to see if anyone had a model of the digital camera I want so I could look at it, but sadly  nobody had one. 
     
    So, instead I went to Bath & Body Works to exchange something I bought on Friday.  I got it home and realized that I brought home body cream instead of the body wash I wanted.  OH, well, easily exchanged and happiness continued. 
     
    Then, I went to Wal-Mart because I forgot a few things I needed when i went on Friday.  I got inside, and oh, my goodness!!!   It was packed!!  There were people 3 and 4 deep at the checkout lines and the aisles were full.  What in the world?  What does everyone need to get at Wal-Mart on Labor Day!?  So, I had a momentary concern about having to wait in line, but I decided, "Oh, well, I have my book.  If nothing else, I'll read it while i wait."  Then after I got my purchases I decided to see if electronics would check me out.  Sure enough, he wasn't busy and I only had 4 items, so he checked me out and I breezed past the still 4 deep checkout lines and was again, merrily on my way.
     
    I was trying to decide, as I drove away from Wal-Mart if I should eat supper and what I should eat.  I had decided earlier to be nice to my belly so it was a bit harder than usual deciding what to eat.  I settled on hot dogs from kwik trip.  Well, hot dogs and sour cream and onion chips.  I had a Coke I had been nursing all afternoon and I bought hostess cupcakes, but i haven't gotten around to eating them yet.  Maybe as a midnight snack.
     
    I ate my hot dogs while waiting at the movie theater.  I had decided to go see Pirates of the Caribbean by myself.  I have one friend who doesn't look kindly on that, but I ignored his voice in my head and went anyway.  I wanted to see it on the big screen and didn't feel like making myself feel like dirt by calling everyone I know and finding out they all had plans.  So, after enjoying, thoroughly, my hot dogs, i went in and saw Pirates.  It was quite good I think.  I enjoyed it thoroughly.  I'll be posting about it again in a few minutes.
     
    So, all in all, it was just plain a good day.  Productive, relaxing, enjoyable, escape-ish.  A good day.  *sigh* if only most of my days could feel this productive and relaxing.