For those of you who don't get my facebook updates, our computer at home is now broken. We got the whole internet thing fixed, but now the computer is broken. Irreparable. Some wires (which used to be fused, and have recently been kept in place only by tape) fell apart.
Apparently Art's dad (who is a computer genius, and is also very helpful and kind) is getting us a desktop. I don't care which form it comes in, as long as we can have a working computer.
Regarding Joe: his recovery is remarkable. Two days after the accident he was already acting like his old self, and now that it's been a week and one day? His face and ear are completely back to normal, the swelling is gone, and he's even been working out! He was supposed to have a doctor's appt today, but he missed it, so we still don't know if he'll have to have plastic surgery. He's quite restless, and would be back at work, except his eyes are still quite bloodshot (as in, it looks like there's blood in his eyes). It's probably not in a hotel's interest to ask their bellman to come back to work and serve guests when his eyes are still bloody. But they're getting better every day.
Art is working quite a bit (obviously), so he's a bit stressed. Plus, a couple of bellman just quit (to go back to school), and another one is trying to move away, and a third is about to leave for military training in New Jersey. If Joe doesn't get back to work soon, then it will just be Art and the new guy. Things tend to slow down drastically once summer is over, but still, the resort needs more than two bellmen.
We still haven't sent the paperwork away to adjust my status. We have a few questions about how to fill it out, and which forms to include. Plus, it costs so terribly much. We're not destitute, but with Art paying rent, bills, and groceries all by himself, we don't exactly have $1000 extra just laying around (that's the cost for this next round of paperwork). It's easy to get frustrated and stressed when we think about how long this is taking. We definitely didn't see this coming.
But there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Art got offered a part time job as a trainer at a crossfit gym in Bellingham. Crossfit is what he's into, those are the workouts that we're doing, and he wants to own a crossfit gym someday. So this is the perfect opportunity to get his foot in the door, so to speak. Before he can accept the job, he needs to get his certification, which he's going to jump on as soon as possible. But this is a real possibility, and he's so excited about it.
And me? Well, I bought a puzzle last week, and completed it a few days. I love puzzles, and I was so happy to be able to put one together again. I am forever cleaning and organizing, and re-organizing, in effort to always keep out house tidy, and also to find smarter ways to store everything. Plus, my mom and sister (and niece) are coming to visit in October, so I want to make our house guest-friendly before then.
What else can I update on? Oh, the new bed situation. So we bought our mattress and box spring, and then we had to wait 7-10 business days for the box spring to come in. Well, it's been that long, and we just learned the box spring we purchased won't be in for another two weeks! Last night Art and I didn't get ANY sleep, and it occurred to me that we could have taken the mattress right away, since that is the most important part. I'll admit, I'm getting impatient, and I couldn't care less about a box spring. I want to sleep on a real bed!
Hence the frantic organizing. I guess I'm trying to convince myself that if I prepare the bedroom for a new bed, then we'll get a new bed in there sooner. Of course, that also means that we have to figure out what we're doing with the furniture in the guest bedroom.....
*Big sigh* So many things to figure out still. Do other brides take this long to adjust to their new homes?
P.S. I've been told where I can go to get a fabulous haircut. My sis-in-law offered to take me, because Art will probably be working, and she and I will take any excuse to hang out. :D Maybe next week?
P.P.S. Today I discovered a bottle of worcestershire sauce in our house today? What IS it? Do people actually eat that stuff? Does my HUSBAND eat that stuff? And how to does one pronounce "worcestershire"?
September 12, 2008
September 4, 2008
Family Matters
The emergency room was not where I thought I would be spending most of my night last night.
Art's brother Joe, and their friend Wayne went hiking on Tuesday. Well, hiking is a bit tame. They went mountain climbing. They decided to climb the north face of the Twin Sisters all the way to the summit.
They spent all of Tuesday and much of Wednesday summiting, and they began their descent around 6pm on Wednesday.
Joe made part of his descent much faster than planned. He slipped over a ridge and landed on packed snow four feet below. Not a terrible drop in itself, but he kept sliding and tumbling over packed snow (read: ice) and rocks for about another hundred yards (football field length). When he stopped, he was a little surprised that he wasn't dead. When Wayne reached him, he thought Joe was dead.
Apparently, head wounds bleed like crazy.
Miraculously, Joe and Wayne hiked the rest of the way down, and Joe taught Wayne how to drive stick as Wayne was bringing him to the hospital. Joe never even lost consciousness. They got to the ER around 1:30am, and Wayne called us around 2:30. When we got there, Joe was just getting back from his first round of x-rays.
At 7am, after numerous x-rays, a cat scan, some staples and a few stitches, they released Joe and we drove him home.
The extent of his injuries? A small gash on his head (thus the staples), and cut up ear (stitches), and some fractures in his cheekbones and eye socket. He didn't break one bone. He didn't even have a concussion!
His face is pretty swollen, his whole body is bruised and scraped, but he's okay! ("Okay" in the sense that he isn't dead, and he's not even in the hospital. He doesn't need meds, just a lot of rest). He's probably going to have plastic surgery in a couple of weeks for the bones in his face, but even that is pretty minor. It really just looks like he got into a fight. You would never guess that he went flying down a mountain.
Even more miraculous is his attitude. While we were sitting with him in his hospital room, he kept telling us how amazing the experience was (minus the fall), how beautiful the view was, and how we need to get his camera to look at all the incredible pictures he took. And he wasn't really concerned about his pain, he just wanted to drink some juice and eat something. I have yet to hear him complain.
He's handling it extremely well (even better than Wayne). I think Wayne was a little traumatized by the whole experience, not to mention that he is also sore and tired. I think today's agenda (for everyone) is rest, rest, and more rest. Art will have to work a lot more, and if Joe really has to get plastic surgery in two weeks, than he'll be off work for at least a month.
But really. This whole thing could have been SO much worse, but he's basically fine.
Praise God.
Art's brother Joe, and their friend Wayne went hiking on Tuesday. Well, hiking is a bit tame. They went mountain climbing. They decided to climb the north face of the Twin Sisters all the way to the summit.
They spent all of Tuesday and much of Wednesday summiting, and they began their descent around 6pm on Wednesday.
Joe made part of his descent much faster than planned. He slipped over a ridge and landed on packed snow four feet below. Not a terrible drop in itself, but he kept sliding and tumbling over packed snow (read: ice) and rocks for about another hundred yards (football field length). When he stopped, he was a little surprised that he wasn't dead. When Wayne reached him, he thought Joe was dead.
Apparently, head wounds bleed like crazy.
Miraculously, Joe and Wayne hiked the rest of the way down, and Joe taught Wayne how to drive stick as Wayne was bringing him to the hospital. Joe never even lost consciousness. They got to the ER around 1:30am, and Wayne called us around 2:30. When we got there, Joe was just getting back from his first round of x-rays.
At 7am, after numerous x-rays, a cat scan, some staples and a few stitches, they released Joe and we drove him home.
The extent of his injuries? A small gash on his head (thus the staples), and cut up ear (stitches), and some fractures in his cheekbones and eye socket. He didn't break one bone. He didn't even have a concussion!
His face is pretty swollen, his whole body is bruised and scraped, but he's okay! ("Okay" in the sense that he isn't dead, and he's not even in the hospital. He doesn't need meds, just a lot of rest). He's probably going to have plastic surgery in a couple of weeks for the bones in his face, but even that is pretty minor. It really just looks like he got into a fight. You would never guess that he went flying down a mountain.
Even more miraculous is his attitude. While we were sitting with him in his hospital room, he kept telling us how amazing the experience was (minus the fall), how beautiful the view was, and how we need to get his camera to look at all the incredible pictures he took. And he wasn't really concerned about his pain, he just wanted to drink some juice and eat something. I have yet to hear him complain.
He's handling it extremely well (even better than Wayne). I think Wayne was a little traumatized by the whole experience, not to mention that he is also sore and tired. I think today's agenda (for everyone) is rest, rest, and more rest. Art will have to work a lot more, and if Joe really has to get plastic surgery in two weeks, than he'll be off work for at least a month.
But really. This whole thing could have been SO much worse, but he's basically fine.
Praise God.
September 2, 2008
Wedding Pics! (finally)
We finally got our internet working again, and I've been DYING to put up our wedding pictures. So, here they are!
My hair (I love how it turned out!)
Looks easy, doesn't it? I was actually quite uncomfortable
I love this!
The church
The kiss. That we didn't practice. I had no idea what was going to happen.
Again, I had no idea he was going to do this
My flower girl
Me and my sister
Me and my bridesmaids
Art and his groomsmen
Me and my niece Kiera
My family
Art's family
My hair (I love how it turned out!)
Looks easy, doesn't it? I was actually quite uncomfortable
I love this!
The church
The kiss. That we didn't practice. I had no idea what was going to happen.
Again, I had no idea he was going to do this
My flower girl
Me and my sister
Me and my bridesmaids
Art and his groomsmen
Me and my niece Kiera
My family
Art's family
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