04 December 2011
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13 September 2011
As of last week, R has me swimming laps at the gym. Now mind you, I have only done this twice now, but it is two times more than I ever thought I would and about 50 times more fun than I expected. I have been timid to even attempt a pool workout because I am so embarrassed by my swimming skills. My swimming education consisted of "Ok, hang onto the wall and practice kicking. Now go swim with your brothers." I can doggy paddle, swim under water, and throw a mean punch while in an intense game of Sharks and Minnows, but a beautiful stroke is not a thing they teach between biggest splash contests with the boys. BUT, when you start hanging around a guy who can't even kick his legs while swimming and he's not afraid to hop in and swim some laps, then an ugly freestyle stroke doesn't seem to sound like a good excuse anymore. So to the pool we've been going, and I have been pleasantly surprised at what a workout it is! And one more great thing about Ronnie. Today we went and water aerobics was going on. We sat in the hot tub and waited for it to finish. I hinted a few times about how fun it would be to join in and splash to the techno music with the elderly. When they finished up class and we got in to swim some laps, he turned to me and said, "Next time let's do it. It could be fun and it would probably be good practice for me." Yippee! I know we will have a blast and it will be a great way for him to work on balance in a safe and fall friendly environment. I know most men wouldn't be caught dead sporting a pair of water weights in the pool, but my man knows how to live on the wild side!
05 September 2011
22 August 2011
We had an interesting weekend. Ronnie broke his foot! It's just a teeny tiny fracture, but it has caused quite a stink. Here are the details:
CAUSE: Ronnie and I decided to go to the temple for our Friday night date. I hopped in the shower first because...I am a girl. I need a head start. After I was finished with my shower, it was Ronnie's turn. He put his hand on the wall to help balance while he stepped in but my piping hot shower left the walls all slippery. Down he went and we are pretty sure his foot smashed in to the toilet. He seemed fine for the first little bit. He even got back up and showered and walked back into our room, but when he tried to stand up to get dressed, it was a no go. I wanted to go get his foot checked right then, but he said it might be just a jammed toe and we should wait a day.
EFFECT: Since Ronnie's back injury, his body has adapted a funny little way of telling him something is wrong since he may not be able to feel it so well. His legs twitch...errr...spasm would be more like it. It isn't fun, and it can be very tiring. When we went to bed that night, his leg went into action and wouldn't stop. No amount of asprin, icy hot, or rubbing his legs would stop it. So at about midnight we went to the ER. A few x-rays and a whole lot of waiting later, the prognosis was a Pseudo Jones Fracture. A lot less worrisome than a REAL Jones fracture apparently, but enough to put his body into fits. We left with a prescription for pain killers a muscle relaxer to get his leg to calm down. They worked for a couple hours,but by the middle of Saturday, we knew we needed to get a different prescription because no matter how many, or how often he took the pills, his leg kept seizing up. So off to urgent care we went. 20 minutes later we had a new prescription and so far so good.
Thanks to our friends and family that have called, texted, and come by to check on Ronnie. He is bummed about being back in the wheel chair for a bit, but it is nice to know he will heal quickly and be back to walking soon.
A big Thank You to Ronnie's sister Shauna for bringing him dinner while I was babysitting on Saturday night!
18 August 2011
Suddenly, all the things you enjoyed doing before, become even more enjoyable. Let's take cooking for example( and let's try to enjoy it before it becomes a chore when little mouths are added to the picture). Today I picked up shrimp at the store! I rarely eat shrimp after that one time in Mexico we won't talk about. But today, as I passed the meat counter, I saw it and soon found myself asking for a half pound because I knew Ronnie would like it. And now I am giddy as I experiment with shrimp tacos, hoping he can taste the love I cooked in with the lemon and garlic. I enjoyed cooking before I got married, but now it is so much more fulfilling because I have someone else to cook for.
And I am sure he used to really enjoy doing dishes before we got married and now it is so much for fulfilling for him ....
Maybe my logic doesn't apply to every situation, but here is what I am positive of 100% of the time. I feel absolutely complete because I get him forever ( and he even said I could die first). Right when I think I have hit the max on how much I can love him, he makes me laugh and it suddenly multiplies by 10!
Ronnie, you are the peanut butter to my...well everything. And maybe forget this post on the days I serve you ramen or Mac and cheese.
14 August 2011
I am sure some want to see wedding pictures but you are just going to have to wait. Our photographer is trying to get them published, so keep your fingers crossed and maybe you will see us somewhere is cyberspace more well known than this blog.
But until then... feel free to stop by and see what Ronnie and I are up to. I wish I had a bottle of champagne to smash on the side of a ship to celebrate our official "launch" but a Dr. Pepper will have to do.