In case you missed this at the bottom of the last posting, Bob is streaming the wedding and you can view it here at 4 o'clock this afternoon: http://www.amberandregis.com/
Let me be the first to say the streaming thing was a nice idea but it didn't work with a darn. All you could see were blurry jumping stick figures mostly, even when it worked. I was so bummed.
Bob, Best Man, maybe you could steam Ella's wedding and by then the technology will be better. I'll pull up my walker in the nursing home, sit a spell and watch the wedding then.
I was just about to say "Oh shoot, I didn't read your blog in time to watch the wedding. However, Deb's message changes MY message to, "Never mind!" On the other hand, maybe Amber and Reggie had a theme wedding and everyone came as a jumping stick figure.
Here's a link to the Free Press site where you can find a video and a slide show with audio of the Polar Plunge. Here's the slide show of Sunday's festivities. Jane and Dick had planned to leave on Sunday but how can you pass up the Polar Plunge and a Blastfest?
It's easy to be overwhelmed by the crap in life because there certainly is some of it. Anybody who reads the paper, listens to the news, or who gets dressed and leaves the house once a day knows it. There are so many things for which to be thankful, though, so my mental exercise this morning as I drink my coffee and watch my fireplace is to think of them. The safety of our friend, Bob, after his terrifying roll-over on an icy road near Alexandria. It took me two days to respond to his email because it was such a frightening story. As he is a good and kind person, he didn't curse the state for not sanding or even nature for sending such road conditions, but he was grateful for the kindness of a stranger and for his health. For all of this, I am thankful. A warm and well-lit house, tiny as it is. Regis and I have lived in this bitty two-bedroom, 1950's style rambler since we married 13 years ago. Most days we are overwhelmingly grateful for it's coziness and lack of st
I don't really know what kind of drugs I was on during surgery. I know they gave me Versed right before I was wheeled down the hall. Just a little something to take the edge off, I guess. It also does a good job of erasing the memories. I recall seeing the OR but then the lights go out. The next few days have been like this Van Gogh painting...lots of starry naps and dim memories. I've been taking Percoset since I came home. It does a good job on the pain but today it created some nausea. It also makes me fall asleep in the middle of conversations which some people find disconcerting. I skipped my 2 o'clock dose but decided about 6 that a little nausea is worth the pain control. I am not a hero when it comes to pain. I don't even like a hint of pain. This is an interesting part of my post-surgical experience. It's a suction drainage thing. The tube end disappears into my skin under my arm and is fastened there with a couple of Frankenstein stitches.I
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Bob, Best Man, maybe you could steam Ella's wedding and by then the technology will be better. I'll pull up my walker in the nursing home, sit a spell and watch the wedding then.
Congratulations to Reg and Amber!