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"pain always seems to be an unavoidable side effect of my plans, pinky." the brain.
i'm not a huge cartoon fan...*but* pinky & the brain are still funny to me, even today. remembering all the pinky & the brain shows we watched as kids (when we had a tv) explains so much of my siblings adult behavior. EGADS. NARF. GADZOOKS. *it's time to take over the world!* i had wes finally watch pinky & the brain this morning & this line just seemed to strike a chord with me *smile* b/c isn't that just my life right now (pain always being a side effect of my plans). my sister, brother, & i used to throw insults at each other like this: ha ha! you're pinky, ha ha! really hurts, i know. we were malicious. & it lead to so many deep conversations about which one was insane & which was a genius (b/c it could be argued both ways, i will have you know).
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apparently amelia was up vomiting last night at my parent's place. today they are returning...hopefully sans illness? who knows. but wes is brewing today, possibly two batches. & he's so excited b/c a tea & spice shop just opened up recently in uptown westerville & he was able to buy vanilla beans for one of his beer recipes/brews. & they gave us some free tea, plus i bought some holiday spice tea. yum yum!
*plus* & even better...!!!...we stopped at schneider's bakery as well. hellllooo fresh cinnamon rolls. it's amazing how simple life is without kids. we were like 'let's take a walk uptown, get a few cinnamon rolls'--& here's the crazy part--we left about 10 minutes after making that decision! incredible. then we encountered a parade for otterbein college...sort of interesting seeing nearly drunk college kids behave so well & police officers drive right by, not caring. this is so not OU or OSU, gerbicks, this is--ahem, otterbein. under control.
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so today i need to find she-pirate costume accessories. wish me luck. & btw, i am feeling better. i'm not skimping on otc pain meds so...i probably shouldn't eat most foods out there right now but i'm willing to take that risk over getting two killer migraines in one day. i am *praying* that this new D.O. on monday morning can help me in some way. i am also praying that he will immediately order me to have massage therapy daily. for a year. for free. (i can dream)
SPEAKING OF DREAMS! so last week at soaking prayer, one woman prayed that god would continue to give me prophetic dreams b/c that is something that has been a part of this healing are my dreams & visions of god healing me. anywhoo. this morning i woke up to the sound of a lawn mower (stupid neighbors who have a lawn service with 3 industrial size mowers, then a few leaf blowers--GAH--for a fairly small yard. what the hell?!) anyway, i woke up while i was dreaming that i was delivering/giving birth to a boy. we knew it was a boy & i was in labor & was very content--sort of like addy's birth-- & was with a midwife. it was all lovely to think about then i was like *i never want to have another biological child again!* & i'm now thinking that was last night's alcohol in the bread pudding sauce talking (??? i know, i'm sure there was none that would have any effect on me, but this dream is *not* prophetic & if it is...lord help wes who must live with me during those 9 months. b/c.i.never.want.to.be.prego.again.ever.never.again.). i told wes this as we were on our walk & he sorta walked a bit further away from me, as if just the thought that this could be in our future would make me inadvertently smack him upside the head.
i'm not a huge cartoon fan...*but* pinky & the brain are still funny to me, even today. remembering all the pinky & the brain shows we watched as kids (when we had a tv) explains so much of my siblings adult behavior. EGADS. NARF. GADZOOKS. *it's time to take over the world!* i had wes finally watch pinky & the brain this morning & this line just seemed to strike a chord with me *smile* b/c isn't that just my life right now (pain always being a side effect of my plans). my sister, brother, & i used to throw insults at each other like this: ha ha! you're pinky, ha ha! really hurts, i know. we were malicious. & it lead to so many deep conversations about which one was insane & which was a genius (b/c it could be argued both ways, i will have you know).
***
apparently amelia was up vomiting last night at my parent's place. today they are returning...hopefully sans illness? who knows. but wes is brewing today, possibly two batches. & he's so excited b/c a tea & spice shop just opened up recently in uptown westerville & he was able to buy vanilla beans for one of his beer recipes/brews. & they gave us some free tea, plus i bought some holiday spice tea. yum yum!
*plus* & even better...!!!...we stopped at schneider's bakery as well. hellllooo fresh cinnamon rolls. it's amazing how simple life is without kids. we were like 'let's take a walk uptown, get a few cinnamon rolls'--& here's the crazy part--we left about 10 minutes after making that decision! incredible. then we encountered a parade for otterbein college...sort of interesting seeing nearly drunk college kids behave so well & police officers drive right by, not caring. this is so not OU or OSU, gerbicks, this is--ahem, otterbein. under control.
***
so today i need to find she-pirate costume accessories. wish me luck. & btw, i am feeling better. i'm not skimping on otc pain meds so...i probably shouldn't eat most foods out there right now but i'm willing to take that risk over getting two killer migraines in one day. i am *praying* that this new D.O. on monday morning can help me in some way. i am also praying that he will immediately order me to have massage therapy daily. for a year. for free. (i can dream)
SPEAKING OF DREAMS! so last week at soaking prayer, one woman prayed that god would continue to give me prophetic dreams b/c that is something that has been a part of this healing are my dreams & visions of god healing me. anywhoo. this morning i woke up to the sound of a lawn mower (stupid neighbors who have a lawn service with 3 industrial size mowers, then a few leaf blowers--GAH--for a fairly small yard. what the hell?!) anyway, i woke up while i was dreaming that i was delivering/giving birth to a boy. we knew it was a boy & i was in labor & was very content--sort of like addy's birth-- & was with a midwife. it was all lovely to think about then i was like *i never want to have another biological child again!* & i'm now thinking that was last night's alcohol in the bread pudding sauce talking (??? i know, i'm sure there was none that would have any effect on me, but this dream is *not* prophetic & if it is...lord help wes who must live with me during those 9 months. b/c.i.never.want.to.be.prego.again.ever.never.again.). i told wes this as we were on our walk & he sorta walked a bit further away from me, as if just the thought that this could be in our future would make me inadvertently smack him upside the head.
