What're They Up To???

Reed is really getting into his work...We're making a lot of growth... Reed just went out to water this one. It needs a little encouragement.

I have this recent infatuation with using the word "SWEET" as often as I can...Sorry. No Picture.

This just in...

I don't know if many of you have heard, but Joaquin Phoenix appears to be quiting the acting business. What?!! He is an amazing actor. He is believable and true to each character he portrays. You can't help but get sucked into each movie he is in...because of him! I can watch him in any movie over and over. Signs...I've seen that movie probably about 200 times. I am so sad about this news. I know we should all just respect his desires and let him go about his way, but I can honestly say I will be truly saddened by his absence. I'm hoping he will return some day, and I'll be waiting with baited breath until he does. Okay, that's a little extreme/obsessive, but he's just that good. Also, incredible acting talent aside, he's just a good person. I will miss him. Good luck in the music industry Joaquin. You'll be great.
Excuse me now while I go buy every film Joaquin has ever been in. (the ones that aren't rated "R") That's another thing: don't producers/directors understand that by giving a movie an R rating, you are automatically limiting your audience and will probably make less money. That's a whole different blog entry though. Another day maybe.

Record Breaker

Well, I have broken my record of one month breaks between blogs! I love breaking records. Some of you have been wondering how I'm doing after my surgery...or you just want to see the aftermath. So here it is:
I think it looks pretty good. I am still sore though when I try and contort my wrist into certain positions (maybe I shouldn't do that) or when my kiddos at school unknowingly dig their fingers into my scar. Stupid hand-under-hand techniques. Anyway, my doctor said everything looks real good. It may still be sore at times for awhile, even months. The wrist is a sensitive area.

In other news, I have begun running. I decided I needed to exercise. So, about once every 2 weeks, I decide to go running. Nice right! I'll be in shape in no time.

Suprisingly, this is not me, this is what I pretend I look like when I'm running. Hopefully I look this way too. Eh...maybe later.

Other than these news flashes, Reed and I are just continuing with school and work...blah, blah, blah.

Happy New Year???

As some of you may know, I suffer from cystic wrist ganglionomy. Yes...that's a technical term for cysts on my wrists. They come and go whenever they please. I blame it on years of pushing, pulling, and lifting the wheelchairs/students I have worked with. They have always popped up on the back of my wrists. This past January, after I took a nasty little spill at Madera Canyon, which some of you may also recall, a lovely little bump appeared on sight of the exact spot I hit my wrist. This one was on the under side of my wrist and never truly went away. It got increasingly bigger over the past few months. Exhibit A...

Huge, ain't he! Naturally, he began bothering me and getting in the way of my duties at work. He had to go. Well, to get rid of him, I had to have x-rays and an MRI (one of the worst experiences of my life) just to get a bigger picture of what we were dealing with. The doctor informed me it was huge and spread across 2 areas of my tiny little wrist. Exhibit B...


So, my surgery was then scheduled for New Year's Eve. Great! No partying for me...the partying animal. Nope, instead I spent the afternoon under the knife, and then vomiting while a nurse stood by assisting my bladder emptying, and inevitably crying like a baby once she placed me in the car and walked away. I complained of acting ridiculous to Reed who comfortingly let me know it was okay to cry and to just let it out, which I did almost the whole ride home. When will he ever learn. On the upside, I am feeling much better this morning and can hardly wait to see the surgery aftermath in all its glory. It's all I can do to keep from ripping the bandages and brace off to take a peek now. Patience, patience little drama queen.

Christmas Time is Here

Well, the coughing/gagging has subsided, the decorations are mostly completed, school is OVER,...vacationing can now commence! Reed and I (and when I say Reed and I, I mean Reed) have been working hard trimming the tree and rigging up the lights in a lame attempt to add some holiday cheer to our new home. We don't have enough decorations to satisfy even Mr. Scrooge, but our tree looks great, and I feel better knowing that we should hopefully have enough time and money next Christmas to create a winter wonderland that the Grinch can't even shake a stick at.

Tree # 6 in the life of Reed and Jennifer Seamons...

Above is our Christmas ornament of choice for 2008. Our first house! It's actually the first meaningful ornament that has ever graced our tree, besides the ones my mom gave me that commemorated my years growing up.

The piano I am supposed to play more often. Is that a cobweb over there on the left??

Holiday Cheer!

I like to post pictures with each of my blog entries, but this one is about the past few weeks, which pretty much consist of me coughing so hard I nearly gagged, and stressful attempts to close out yet another grooling semester at the UofA with good grades. Therefore, there will be no pictures documenting that holiday cheer! You can thank me later. Re good grades: Reed and I both get a big fat check mark in that department. Wahoo!! Stay tuned for more...about Christmas, not gagging.

Turkey Time!!!

...SEAMONS FAMILY...

I know this is soooo late, but I now have the pictures I need to document our Thanksgiving frolics. We had our first Thanksgiving in our first real home, (the apartment being some sort of edifice to get our feet wet) and cooked our first turkey. It turned out perfectly. I was so proud. We had Reed's family over and they completed our feast by supplying all the side dishes to compliment our beast. Hey...a rhyme! I know it's a fowl, not a beast, but then I couldn't make my rhyme.

The next night, we had my family over and cooked another holiday bird. It of course turned

out perfectly too. Best not cook another turkey again lest it tastes horrible...or we burn down the house. Either scenario would ruin the good memory I have in my head of our beautiful birds.

Turkey-talk aside, we all had a great time, and I can't wait for Christmas...which is in less than a week in lou of this procrastination blog.

Ain't he handsome?! The guy with the knife

is pretty hot too!!