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Showing posts with label trauma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trauma. Show all posts
Monday, October 3, 2011
Viva Knievel!!!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Monday, December 13, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Out to sea

Never been in this part of the world before.
Really neat hotel. Tiny, but neat. We were greated by the cheerful girl who asked for our I.D. and "kredit kod". Authentic Boston.
So we arrive in Boston and I'm standing back watching as the people look like zoo animals at feeding time when the conveyor starts to turn. After all the "animals get fed", I realize that we are missing a bag. It just so happens to be my bag. Hopefully I'll get it by tomorrow, it's got my everything in it.
Connecting flight in Milwaukee to Boston... This is where my luggage goes back to DFW.
We arrived at DFW a little late compared to the alot early we had alloted for.
Arive at the train station 1:20 ahead of schedule. This is the first leg of our trip. This is where it all started... Late train, then delayed with problems.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
gifts
So my wife gets me this bike the other day for my birthday. It's exactly what I wanted! Ardun and I will get plenty of use from it. Now Gavin has someone to ride bikes with. I took it for a spin, Samantha took it for a spin. Guess which one of us wiped out? Yep, Samantha. She did a great job of protecting Ardun... but not a good job at all of protecting herself. Banged up elbow and ankle. I am really proud of how she put Ardun first. She might be a good mom after all!
Friday, September 24, 2010
That's gonna leave a mark.
So I'm sitting there watching Ardun play, took my eyes off him for a second and he starts crying hystericly. (He's tuff and doesn't cry.) It appears that he either pinched his nose in his sunglasses or the dog bit him. He's got a nice lil gash at the top of his nose between his eyebrows now. The deal is we have two dogs. Huckleberry, who is my five year old basset and Riley, who is my wife's ten year old corgie mix. Fortunately Huck was no where near Ardun when the shit hit the fan. Had he been the wife would had me put him outside for the night at minimum, if not indefinatly. Good ol' Riley, who has snapped at Ardun before, was not disciplined, we don't even know if she is guilty of anything. The good news is Ardun is a really tuff little guy, the bad news is he's probably gonna get a scar out of the deal. I love that little guy so much and it hurts me deeply to see him in pain. I'm just so overly thankful that he is not a crybaby. He's my little Evel Knievel!
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