Life Interupted...still

Please let me introduce another new friend of mine...Nicole. She is such a sweetie! A few things I have learned about her...
She lives on a farm in the midwest
Has a wonderful sense of humor
Is engaged so the FANTASTIC Prince Charming, who did NOT propose to her on Valentine's Day but National Safety Pup day.(you HAVE to go read that story!)
I have really enjoyed getting to know her through her pics and words on everyday life. Go bounce around her site, leave a comment and you will see what I am talking about.

Now if you don't want to read unedited whining, STOP NOW, do not go any farther....

Can't say I didn't warn you!

Yesterday was Dr day. We started off at my wonderful chiro/physical therapist to make a new plan of action. (Over the weekend, my back went from getting to better to worse than it has ever been.) I love Dr. Jake, he is willing to listen, put his ego aside and realize when he has done everything he can do. So the new plan is to get an MRI to see what we are facing. He pulled some strings and got me an appt that morning and started to work on my ins. for approval. I was denied. They wanted me to continue for 3 more weeks of therapy before approving it. GAH!

In the meantime, back in the room, Mr. Incredible and I start a conversation on the medical pain scale. He was telling me that my scale is off, that the pain I was feeling was a 9 or 10. I contend that there is NO WAY I was at a 10. In my world a 10 is like you are in a car wreck and they have to amputate you leg while you are awake or 3rd degree burns. THOSE are 10's. I mean what would I do if something like that were to happen to me and I had already used the 10 for this? He tells me I am being ridiculous and we start to laugh. (Laughing right now is NOT GOOD, it is one of the things that hurts beyond hurt) 

Then...THEN I hit a new low point in my life, I collapsed on the exam room floor (Thankfully it was carpet!) I was all of the sudden in so much pain that I couldn't move. Of course THIS is when Jake makes his way back in the room. to witness a sobbing middle-aged overweight woman in the middle of the room. He sent us straight to the ER with instructions to call my primary care Dr. on the way. He would be faxing all his info directly to him.

In the ER, I got some drugs to help with the pain, new xays and oh, by the way, we want to do an MRI. BUT THE INSURANCE DENIED IT AGAIN!!!! They did all they could and sent me up to my Dr.

My wonderful dr (who I have been with since I was 12) got on the phone and chewed some insurance butt. They did come to a compremise that I would try oral steroids, muscle relax and pain meds until Wed and then, THEN if I wasn't improving, they RECONSIDER the request.

I. HATE. INSURANCE!!!

So now I am back home, stuck in bed for two days, on meds that make be sick to my stomach and give me migraines. I know that sounds all whiny, and it is, but I really am thankful that I have team of people that are working on my care, people I choose, people I trust, people who know and care for me.

Interuption

Sadly, I am going to have to put my photography on hold for awhile. I am hoping it is just for a few days, a week at the most. Right now I am having some pretty serious back pain and I am no longer able to get out and do what I love most. I am trying to keep my head up and fully plan on being back in full swing soon. I WILL catch up, I REFUSE to give up. Hopefully we will get some answers tomorrow.

Until then, I would so love for you all to get to know each other. I have met some of the most wonderful people in the last 107 days. So please, go see each others blogs, you each touch me is so many and wonderful ways and I look forward to reading/seeing what you post each day.

The first person I can't wait to introduce is Lisa. She has been my biggest supporter from the beginning. The crazy thing is that we have never met face to face, but hopefully someday we will be able to change that. She lives in a fairytaleland called Alaska and has a pet moose (yes, I said MOOSE) named Marti. (well, not really, but if you go over there you can read all about it!) She is one of the bravest people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. She not only proudly served our country, she also followed her dream to the great wilderness. She is a bit nuts when it comes to the weather in that she LOVES the snow, but her pictures are breathtaking and she has a wonderful story. Please take some time today and visit her and leave a comment.

106 - More Favs

Seems to be a theme this week...favorite things. So remember the neighbors? One the the things we like to do as the weather warms up is to pull out the smoker and lawn chairs, get a little hoosier and eat a lot of this....

Why yes we are eating dinner in lawn chairs, in our driveways...told ya we got our hoosier on!

105 - These Are A Few Of My Favorite Things

You have to know me to understand just how awesome I think this is...baseball AND a rainbow, seriously, it just doesn't get better.

Oh yeah - and this was taken with my phone!

104 - You Never Know

What treasure you will find in the fort. Every so often I venture out there to discover what my boys have dug up to protect....this time I found this...

I love boys.

103 - He's Back!

I am sooo cheating on this post...I did not take this pic today, but late last summer. BUT, when I looked out my office window, my little friend was in the yard grazing again! He's BACK. I am pretty sure once a ground hog comes out of hiding, that means there will be no more freezes...granted there it NO scientific evidence to back that up, but it works in MY head, and really, that's all that counts!

102 - Layin Around

Sometimes you just gotta lay in the yard and let the sun heal your sore body/soul/mind. Maybe we should all do this more often.

101 - Blow

Dandylions were my favorite flower as a little girl. I loved making crowns from the beautiful golden yelllow flowers and blowing the white fluffy seeds from the stem. I thought they were just the most wonderful flower ever made and how awesome was it that they just seemed to be everywhere. I used to hate when my dad would put down the weed killer and they would wither and die. My mom would get so frustrated when she would send me out to go weed the flower beds and I would pass up all the Dandylions. I just didn't understand why they wouldn't want them around! Now that I have a yard of my own, I have joined the fight against Dandylions, but every once and a while, I still look at them and long for a time when I still thought it was the most wonderful thing ever made.

100 - WOW

I just can't believe that this is my 100th post!!!!! To celebrate, I got some A.MAZ.ING. pics of this big, fat bumblebee at my mom's house...oh wait, no I didn't because I FORGOT.TO. PUT. THE. CARD. BACK. IN. THE. CAMERA!!!!!!! (yes, each of those words deserves it's own period!) So why was the card out of the camera? Because I was working on the new logo for the new series at church....here it is instead.

99 - Stripes

More flowers, but how can I not when this is just so beautiful?

98 - Tell Me All About It SBG

It's been awhile since I've posted a Sweet Baby Girl pic, so here she is from today telling me how much she doesn't like it when I am on the wrong side of the fence! This is SOOC (straight out of camera) because EVERY boy in the house needed the computer for homework tonight. Stinkin kids and their education taking away my play time!

97 - Smelly Tree

Sorry folks, but I started to feel like my other beautiful tree was getting left out. This is my other anniversary tree, the one my parents gave us the same year Mr. Incredible gave me his. (Think maybe they planned it that way?) It is a Bradford Pear tree and they are VERY popular around here for many good reasons.

1. They are beautiful when in bloom
2. They grow pretty fast
3. They are a "fruitless" bloomer, meaning they don't bear fruit, but bloom like they do.

BUT, there are two down sides to this lovely tree...

1. Not very strong in the wind. Ours is big enough now that we don't worry too much, but when it was little it was a constant concern in the spring and fall. They are just not very sturdy.
2. (and this is the big one) They smell like dead rotting flesh when in bloom. Yes, this beautiful tree will make you totally gag when you are down wind during the bloom. The first year we had ours and it bloomed properly I was FREAKED out by it. I thought we had a dead animal somewhere in our yard and made Mr. Incredible look high and low for it. Then our neighbor informed us the smell was coming from our tree! GAG!!! Oh well, I love it anyway, and lets face it, with all the boys in my house, who am I to complain about rotten smells.

96 - Easter

Yes, I know Easter was Sunday, but I am a procrastinator and proud of it. We start off the Easter festivities the same way most do.

We set the table...

Sneak food from Da (Grandma)

Finally sit and eat.

Then we go outside and....

Ride bikes

Tear something up and put it back together so we have an excuse to work in Papa's shop

Ride the four wheelers

AND get a picture of the rare occurance of Papa getting on one!

Last, but not least, Mr. Incredible needed to fix a tire

"Can you fix it Daddy, I don't know, it looks pretty bad."

"Of course I can fix it son, I'm Mr. Incredible"

(I love that man!)

That is what Easter looks like in our neck of the woods, how about yours. Now someday I want to hang with Mindee over here, girlfriend KNOWS how to kick it on Easter!

95 - Old Time

In an effort to get away from trees and flowers, here is a shot from my mom and dad's house. I had a bit of fun with photoshop on this one.

94 - Happy Easter

93 - It's That Time Again

We are hoping Ol Bessie makes it one more year. (Yes, I DO name all our appliances!)

92 - Baseball

One of the things that goes on my "Top Moments I Will Remember Forever" is my oldest son making the HS baseball team. We have spent countless hours practicing, driving, practicing, researching, practicing, training, practicing....well, you get the picture for the past 10 years. This weekend, he was in a tourny. They came in third, but more important, he hit his stride.

#24 has been his number since T-Ball. We were thrilled when he got to keep it this year.

Swing Batter!

I'm a totally bad parent for this one because it is so blatently a strike, but I love the stop action with the ball in it!

91 - Jim's Wife

Monday was the 13th wedding anniversary of Mr. Incredible and I. (me? our? grammer police?) I have been in bed since Sunday with a slipped disk and we have not had a chance to celebrate yet, but because he is Mr. Incredible, he has not complained one time.

This is the tree he bought for me on our first anniversary in this house. I love it. It makes me happy. And I know that when it bloomes, we are celebrating another year together.

Mush warning!!!!

For those of you who would prefer not to read unedited mush, turn away NOW!!!

Yes, I am Jim's wife. Of all the things I have managed to do with my life, (both awesome and not so awesome) this small, wonderful feat is one of the top 10 of things I am proud of. To be fair, having Lynch 1, Lynch 2, and Lynch 3 rank right up there on the list along with being able to eat an ENTIRE Domino’s mushroom and green pepper pizza by myself. So why is it that I find the fact that this man is so willing to be apart of my life amazing? Maybe because he has a head of hair so thick you can shave it with a #1 and it STILL looks thick, or that he can't sleep in past 6:30 AM on any given morning. Or that when he does get out of bed, he rubs his feet on the floor EVERY.SINGLE.MORNING. Maybe it’s because one Christmas he got me the most comfortable pajamas, slippers and robe EVER from the boys, because we agreed we wouldn’t by gifts for each other, or that he can stand to be around my family even though they're self-admittedly (not a word, I know!) insane and very into meals with little or no flavor, or that he can wield a weed whacker, hammer, and large equipment LIKE NOBODY'S BUSINESS. It could be because that he has such a remarkable relationship with our boys, or that he hits his head on the top of my car every single time he gets into it because I didn’t put the seat ALL the way back and vows that he is going to never drive it again, but does anyway, even if it is to drive it to the gas station in the dead cold of winter to put gas in the tank because he knows I will let it get to fumes because I HATE standing at the pump when it is cold. It could even be because he has the most beautiful hands, perfectly aged and rough from working every day of his life and that there is nothing more satisfying in this life than to look down and see those hands gripping my waist, or that he can stand a certain way when he comes home from work, slightly angular, his arms heavy from fatigue, and that it makes my heart beat so fast that I can burn an entire carton of Hagen-Daz coffee ice cream just by looking at him, kinda like when I come around the corner at school and he is standing at the front door to surprise me and my heart leaps all the way from my chest to my feet, bounces up to the top of my head and back to my chest. Not sure which one of these it is, or it could be one of about a bujillion other things, but I know that even after 13 years I can’t get enough of him, and after 932 more years, there will still be things, little and big that surprise and thrill me about him. Happy Anniversary Mr. Incredible, I love you more today than I knew I could possible love.