Okay so Jamie and I were killing some time this morning and browsing you tube and ran across this video. We had to post this and she wanted me to put Freaking Awesome....
Here you go
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Kicking butt
So last night we had lots of fun (not). I suppose there could be many explanations as to how it happened like Jamie bought me a Red Ryder BB gun; I got in a fight and you should see the other guy; or the attack of the Chimp..., but really there is only one explanation. I was being stupid and kicked my own butt.
The last few months I have been spending time downstairs working on finishing the basement. Most recently I have been working on the electrical. I'm getting really close on starting the sheet rock :-).
Well last night I was working on connecting the wires in one of the electrical boxes that an outlet will go in. So I was sitting on the ground stripping the outer insulation off the wire so I can work with the three wires on the inside. To do this I was pulling on the ground wire with the wire strippers (which are like pliers on the end) and pulling down on the insulation. On this one in particular it stripped a good amount of insulation and would not go any further. I wanted more to come off so I gripped it a little tighter and pulled more. Well about this time the wire strippers came off the wire and flew straight into my eye. There was a flash of light, followed by darkness, then some pain, swelling, etc. Me laying on the floor thinking what did I just do. Did I just take out my eye and I will not be able to see out of that eye anymore. Then I said a quick prayer and proceeded to gather myself together and get up stairs to take a look and tell Jamie.
As I walked by Jamie to the bathroom I mentioned that we may have a problem. I then took a look in the mirror and I had blood coming from my eye. Not good! So I told Jamie the problem was I may have just done some bad damage to my eye. She came in and took a look then grabbed some cotton wipes to cover my eye with and ran me to the ER. Well I spent an hour in the ER and found that I can see just fine out of my eye and just put a small scratch in the white part of my eye. I also found that the vision is this eye is better than the eye I did not hit. Hmm, I suppose it is time for new glasses or contacts. They then put some anti-biotic in my eye and patched me up for the night. I was supposed to go to the eye doctor in the morning for a further look. During this hour visit to the ER I also had a priesthood blessing from my friend and former branch President.
Then this morning I spent another hour an a half at the eye doctor getting a further review of my eye and found that things are good and I'm real lucky. The scratch is already healing and I have no other major damage to the eye. He gave me some eye drops for the swelling and another that is an anti-biotic. Then I headed off to work for further punishment.
You may be wondering why did I not have safety glasses on. Well that is me being stupid. I did not have any and figured I would not need some to do this work. Well I guess I learned my lesson didn't I. So I bought some on the way home tonight!
The last few months I have been spending time downstairs working on finishing the basement. Most recently I have been working on the electrical. I'm getting really close on starting the sheet rock :-).
Well last night I was working on connecting the wires in one of the electrical boxes that an outlet will go in. So I was sitting on the ground stripping the outer insulation off the wire so I can work with the three wires on the inside. To do this I was pulling on the ground wire with the wire strippers (which are like pliers on the end) and pulling down on the insulation. On this one in particular it stripped a good amount of insulation and would not go any further. I wanted more to come off so I gripped it a little tighter and pulled more. Well about this time the wire strippers came off the wire and flew straight into my eye. There was a flash of light, followed by darkness, then some pain, swelling, etc. Me laying on the floor thinking what did I just do. Did I just take out my eye and I will not be able to see out of that eye anymore. Then I said a quick prayer and proceeded to gather myself together and get up stairs to take a look and tell Jamie.
As I walked by Jamie to the bathroom I mentioned that we may have a problem. I then took a look in the mirror and I had blood coming from my eye. Not good! So I told Jamie the problem was I may have just done some bad damage to my eye. She came in and took a look then grabbed some cotton wipes to cover my eye with and ran me to the ER. Well I spent an hour in the ER and found that I can see just fine out of my eye and just put a small scratch in the white part of my eye. I also found that the vision is this eye is better than the eye I did not hit. Hmm, I suppose it is time for new glasses or contacts. They then put some anti-biotic in my eye and patched me up for the night. I was supposed to go to the eye doctor in the morning for a further look. During this hour visit to the ER I also had a priesthood blessing from my friend and former branch President.
Then this morning I spent another hour an a half at the eye doctor getting a further review of my eye and found that things are good and I'm real lucky. The scratch is already healing and I have no other major damage to the eye. He gave me some eye drops for the swelling and another that is an anti-biotic. Then I headed off to work for further punishment.
You may be wondering why did I not have safety glasses on. Well that is me being stupid. I did not have any and figured I would not need some to do this work. Well I guess I learned my lesson didn't I. So I bought some on the way home tonight!
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Camera Shy
I just realized that some of you might want to know what I look like pregnant. Well...I haven't actually been in any photographs since Thanksgiving and those pictures just show me as fat, not pregnant-looking. I'm finally starting to stick out some, but most people don't believe me when I tell them I'm 6 months prego. I've decided that Rachael must be pretty content with the deluxe suite she started with and hasn't needed to upgrade yet since there was plenty of room to start with. Oh, yeah, btw her name is Rachael. So, I'm still deciding whether I'll actually let my picture be taken and then whether I'll post it since I do not look like a cute toothpick with a beachball, but rather an amazon with a beer belly.
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