The Legend of the Bloody Sock, Part II

I'm sure many of you remember back in October of 2004 when the Red Sox made their miraculous comeback against the Yankees and then went on to win their first World Series in years, breaking the curse of the Bambino. You probably remember how Curt Schilling won game 6 of that series despite playing on an injured ankle that was bloody by the end of the evening. Well, ladies and gentlemen, I'm proud to inform you that the legend of the bloody sock lives on, and it's not just for baseball players.
I don't have time to explain all the details of this amazing story, but I can tell you this: The treadmills at the Kirkwood YMCA are more than meet the eye. While working out there recently, I not only received an injury to my ankle (rather like Schilling), but fought through the pain and finished my alotted 30 minutes on the machine!!!! I'm pretty sure that I'm a local legend here in Kirkwood, and I'm expecting the national media to be by any day to write some articles about me and this second installment of the Legend.
If you don't believe me, just look at the pictures...they tell the whole story by themselves.

The Legend, Part I.................. The Legend, Part II

2-4-06

On a brighter note I have to admit that I am the man in our relationship. What I mean by that is that I am the one that does not remember important dates/information. It is so pathetic. I first forgot what color Chris' eyes were (we were engaged at the time) and then I forgot his birthday (we were on a family trip in DisneyLand and it just sliped my mind that morning).
As if that wasn't bad enough, Monday night had to come along. Chris told me he was taking me somewhere, but it was a surprise. We ate dinner and I kept trying to guess where we were going, he wouldn't budge. We started driving and after stopping and asking for directions we pulled into a strip mall and I saw the sign for The Melting Pot. He said to me, "What day is today? 2-4-06" (It took me a minute to register what that meant). It was the anniversay of our engagement and he took me there the night that we got engaged. It brought a little tear to my eye. Thanks Chrissy, I guess I can't say that your aren't romantic!

Just another city council meeting......

So our newest news comes from what happened on Thursday night. We were just watching Surviver when a girl I work with called to tell me to turn to the news because a guy had just gone into our town's (Kirkwood) city hall meeting and shot a bunch of people. I guess he was mad over some zoning issues. In the end he killed 2 police officers, shot the mayor in the head, and killed 3 other council members. He also ended up getting shot and killed. (Don't worry, my favorite part is that he lived in our neighborhood- Meacham Park). I have never been so grateful to be so unoccupied by city issues.

Put me in Coach!!

With all the buildup for the Superbowl on Sunday, I'm reminded of my last football outing.
A few months ago I was playing football with some friends from school and guys from their ward, and when we went to pick teams, I didn't get picked first. No surprise, right? Well, I didn't get picked second, third or even last (as embarassing as that would have been).
I DIDN'T GET PICKED AT ALL!!!!!! They chose teams, and I was the last one left, but then they all just started running out to the field. I was just standing there, so I picked a team myself and made them have me as a teammate. I know I'm not a physical specimen, but to have the pimply, scrawny 13 year old picked before me was a slight blow to my manhood. Ah well, there's always basketball, tennis and golf, right?

On a happier note, well, no, just on a different note, I got a parking ticket the other day up on campus. I parked in an empty area in one of the lots, thinking it was okay (there was no "no parking" sign here), but came back to my car to find a $50 ticket on it!!! The crappy part was that I seriously got there 1 minute after they left the ticket, losing my chance to plead my case. Let's hope they grant my appeal.

Finally, I got a new calling in church. Not only do I get to accompany the primary, but now I get to be the ward choir accompanist as well. It doesn't look like I'll be able to just go and sight-read this stuff like I could for the primary songs, but it will give me a chance to practice the piano. The trick is going to be trying to get any men to sing in the choir (it currently consists of one 15 year old). Wish me luck!!

Here's our piano we got for Chrismas

You know you're not in Utah anymore when....

the "second storm of the century" hits and the entire city shuts down. So the news is telling us it will snow like 5-8 inches today/tonight, so what right? Oh no, not here. My office started calling patients to cancel this afternoon and tomorrow morning appoitments when it was just flurrying outside all before lunch time! I get to go into work tomorrow 2 hours late, just merely in anticipation of the snow. (keep in mind that there is maybe 2 inches on the ground right now). You would think these people had ever seen snow before. I got home and my neighbor was brushing the snow off her car with a broom. Have we ever heard of snow scrapers? All of the school closures are going across the tv. I think all these people need to live in Logan for a month or so in the winter to learn how to be Eskimos!
I hope we can survive this natural disaster.

A typical friday night.......

So last night was a pretty typical night for us. Chris is taking a big immunology test today, (right now in fact, good luck hon.) so last night he studied while I watched tv and read more of Eclipse (Will it ever end? Jacob, Edward, Jacob, Edward. Will she become a vampire or not, come on!). I finally got him to take a break to go and get an oreo shake from Hardees. YUMMY.
My favorite moment of the night came when we were laying on our bed talking and laughing and Chris said, "isn't this the best part about being married." It's so true, it's the little momments you get to spend with your best friend that make life so great!

Black Ice

So I thought I would share my graceful moment of the day.....I was getting ready to go to work this morning and when I wake up the first thing I have to do is look outside to see if there is frost on my windsheild, if so, I know I have to leave time for a car warm up. Well, I had started my car to warm it up and decided to take out the garbage while I was waiting. So I grab the bag and start walking toward the dumster in the parking lot and then next thing I know WHAM. I am on my back. I thought that my right buttock was broken for sure. That's right, there's something out there and it's called black ice! I was laughing/crying and while still on the ground called chris to tell him what he had just missed. He opened the door to come and help me up. Yep, my grandpa karren always told me to be more graceful, I guess I never really learned how.
(I am secretly hoping this post gets the garbage man in our house back on track so the garbage woman can take a break!)