Tuesday, March 27, 2012


     This past month seems like it has been ONE THING AFTER ANOTHER!!  First came all of the problems with my teeth, next was a badly sprained ankle.  I thought I was in the clear after my teeth issues had subsided, but boy was I wrong.  Let me take you back to what started off as an amazing weekend!  Will and I ventured to Hastings, NE for the annual Whoopers and Hoopers Basketball Tournament.  This was the first time I was able to meet all of these guys {& their wives} that Will always spoke so highly of.  They were all amazing.  He truly has a great group of friends that continue to play together every year.  After an  exciting win Friday night, the team all went out for a delicious steak dinner and drinks, all paid for by Dan The Man!  Thank you again Dan!!  The next morning was an early one, but the boys ended up getting done pretty early.  It being St. Patty’s Day and all, we of course started drinking.  But, only after Will scored himself a free t-shirt from Taco Bell!  


     Only you Will, only you.  From there the beer kept on flowin as did the dance moves at the Slam Dome – Hasting’s pride and joy.  That place had some of the BEST people watching I have ever experienced.  Dan graciously offered to drive us all back to the hotel in his pimp daddy mini-van, lo and behold where it all started going downhill.  Upon arriving at the hotel and trying to wiggle my way out of the back seat, I stepped down to the ground [in my heels] only my foot didn’t come down quite right.  Heels + A bad angle = Excruciating pain, immediate swelling, & of course me bawling like a baby.  I Could. Not. Even. Walk.  Once again, thank God for Will being a strong man and carrying me up to our hotel room.  The next morning I woke to what looked like a 300 lb person’s foot.  It was HUGE & I was completely devastated.  I am an extremely active person who is always on the go, so when something is prohibiting me from doing the things I love, I HATE it.  I cannot stand to be injured, laid up, hobbling around on crutches whatsoever.  I was especially terrified after I went to the doctor and after one look he sent me in for an x-ray.  Just what I need… Thank goodness there was no fracture, just a really, really bad sprain, which ultimately landed me in das boot.  


     Pretty attractive, huh?  I thought so too.  After a week of lugging that thing around I am proud to say, I AM BOOTLESS!!  And just in time to get in shape for Arizona!!  I can’t believe in ONE short week, Will and I will be lounging by the pool and catching some rays!  I need this vacation badly!  Especially after this hectic past month.  And Will probably ESPECIALLY needs this vaca after having to deal with me for this past month!  I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, he is an absolute saint.  I’m certain my body would be in pieces right now without him there to hold it together.  Thank you Will :)

     On another note, this past weekend was absolutely amazing.  Gorgeous weather, spent with great friends and of course one or two Bud Light Limes. Mmmmm, there’s just something about BLL’s on hot summer  spring days.  Sunday was spent running {walking for me} hills and riding our bikes around Zorinski Lake.  I can’t decide if the highlight was the absolute fiasco of having to attach the bike rike, stop on the way because the bikes were falling off, then get flipped off while driving slowly {so the bikes wouldn’t fall off} down the road -OR- watching Maddie come within an inch of taking out an old man sitting on a bench, because a bug flew into her eye and she couldn’t see.  It was definitely the most adventurous bike ride I’ve ever experienced.  Parting advice: Have somebody who knows what they’re doing attach the bike rack! XOXOXOXO


Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Missing In Action


     Can you say MIA?!?  I can’t believe it’s already been almost a month since I’ve posted!  Oh, how the time flies.  This past month has been absolutely INSANE.  And insane in a mostly horrible way.  The craziness all started the 24th of February {a day I have since come to loathe}.  Why you might ask?  Well, this is the day I got my wisdom teeth out.  For those of you who don’t know me or aren’t fully aware of my fears, the dentist is one of them.  I absolutely, 100%, incredibly HATE anything having to do with the dentist whether it be cleaning or drilling.  That being said you can imagine my angst prior to that Friday.  The extraction all started off smoothly until I woke up... in the middle of the procedure…  I’m not entirely sure if the anesthetic dentists use isn’t as strong as the one doctors use, but regardless it was not one of my favorite experiences.  In the days to follow I ended up with a dry socket.  Of course, why wouldn’t I?!  Once the dry socket was finally beginning to heal, I thought I had escaped my bad luck. WRONGRewind: A few months ago my dentist told me I had a fracture in one of my back molars.  Nothing too serious to worry about, it was just caused by my silver filling contracting and expanding with heat and cold.  In fact, so minute that they wanted to wait until I was done with my Invisalign trays before fixing it.  Fast forward to last Tuesday.  This tooth was becoming more and more painful, really an annoyance more than anything.  Come Thursday I was working out and happened to be jumping rope.  While working on my fitness (Ha, I couldn’t resist) my teeth accidentally slammed together and a jolt of pain shot through my mouth.  I could hardly think straight the pain was so intense and after feeling the tooth, I came to the conclusion I had completely fractured through it.  Thank goodness for my saint of a dentist getting me in at 8am the next morning.  I got there and barely had time to sit down in the chair before he told me I needed a root canal.  What did I do?  The same thing any adult woman would do, I cried!  Cried and cried my eyes out, because I was terrified!  I went to the dentist thinking I was going to get my fracture fixed and left on my way to an endodontist for a root canal.  Talk about a rough day.  I was so drugged up by the end of that procedure I had to go home and the rest of the day was pretty much a blur.  I now get to go back on the 26th to get the procedure finished up…oh joy!  Let me just say Will was an absolute savior during this whole time.  I can imagine I wasn’t the most enjoyable person to be around, but he did an awesome job taking care of me :)

       The one great thing that happened during this time period was the Barstool Open.  I had never participated before, but I can tell you I will definitely be participating in the future!  Basically you travel around to 9 different bars downtown, and each bar has its own mini putt-putt hole.  The more bars you go to, the drunker you get and the harder it is to make your shot.  Good thing we had Will on our team to swindle the score keepers!

 We dressed up as none other than the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.  Team name: Fore Play



The next two months are shaping up to be amazing.  Not only is the weather glorious, but the countdown is on for some much needed vaca’s.  Only 21 short days until Will and I leave for Arizona and 53 days until we travel to DC.  I am so excited and beyond ready to get away for awhile!  Plus, this will be our first “real” trip together.  Hopefully he’ll be able to handle my fear of flying okay :) XOXO