My Knee Hurts

I'm pretty sure I'm about to write an entire post about my knee. Consider yourself warned. Buckle up. This is going to be THE MOST INTERESTING BLOG POST YOU HAVE EVER READ.

So yesterday at the end of the work day I was in the kitchen here at the office and opened the fridge. Things came tumbling out because people shove things in the fridge that don't fit. So... I got down to business. I squatted down and started rearranging things. That's when it happened: A coke can fell from the sky. IT FELL FROM THE SKY.

(Note: in this case, "the sky" can also be called "the top shelf".)

So it twirled and twisted through the air and then the hard metal rim of the coke can aimed itself towards my knee in a way that can only be perceived as malicious. The lip of this coke can had a mission, and it was to hurt me.

And it did. It made a loud sound and so did I. I immediately grabbed my knee, started rocking back and forth like a mental patient while saying "Mmmmmm....MMMMMMM...ooowww....OHHHHHHH!!!!" a few dozen times while willing any curse words to stay inside and not come out. I was at work and most of the people here think that I don't know any bad words.

I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening gimping around like a pathetic wounded gazelle and told Grant every 10 minutes "my knee hurts" or "did I tell you about what happened to my knee?".

So this morning, I expected a big ol' bruise. But it is the strangest thing. The bruise is there, but it is a vertical line.... which I guess would make sense since the lip of the can is what hit my knee so it was just a thin piece of metal that would leave an impression. But underneath the bruise is a big bump that was causing some serious pain as I drove to work this morning. I almost thought that I should call in sick.

WAS THAT NOT THE MOST INTERESTING POST YOU HAVE EVER READ IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFETIME!?!

July 4th Weekend

Friday was a day off of work for me and Grant, and for that we are very thankful. Grant spent Friday playing golf (can you imagine that?) while I drove out to Cypress. My mom and I laid out by the pool and went for a little dip. Then we went to lunch with my dad. I had such a nice visit with my parents. Then my mom and I went out to see Laura and baby Matteo and I almost stole him.

Friday night the Coopers invited us over to their house. Oh my gosh it was fun!! The guys grilled lamb-kabobs which were YUMMY and then we ate dessert.

Lynn had asked Katie to bring the dessert for our little party but Katie had to work on Friday, so Mo made this cake on their behalf. First of all, what is it with all the men and the cake making?! Secondly, this was a cheesecake and it changed my life it was so good. We are so proud to be Americans and so proud of Mo.

This is Mo posing proudly with his dessert that he so lovingly made for us.

After dinner, we busted out the Guitar Hero. It was INTENSE. I was mostly surpised with the amazing vocal talents of Ben. Here he is singing a mind-blowing version of "Beat It" in honor of Michael Jackson's passing.
Katie on the drums, looking cute.

I am a very impressive percussionist.


Lynn was the best drummer out of all of us girls.

This is the face of focus.

Ben totally stole the show though. I think he should join the church choir with me.

Saturday morning, Grant and I woke up waaaaaay later than usual (10:30, anyone?!?!) and did ABSOLUTELY NOTHING all day long and IT WAS GLORIOUS. And I won't forget the men who died and gave that right to me.

So Saturday evening the Larkin's invited us over for their 4th of July shin-dig and I have not stopped telling Grant about how much fun I had! We got to their house and visited and ate chips and queso and hot dogs and burgers and the guys played horse-shoes in the backyard and it was too fun.

Then we all piled into the cars and drove downtown where we laid a blanket on the lawn and watched fireworks together. Y'ALL IT WAS SO MUCH FUN! It was breezy and calm and beautiful and it was just a great time with great friends in a great country!

All the girls. And my white legs. They cannot be ignored.

(Left to Right: Holley, Christen, Liz, Me and Pasty Legs, Sarah and Katie)

All the guys.
Henry and his hat, Andy, Jim, Daniel, Grantley and Mo

Below are just a small selection of my favorite firework photos from the evening. Kudos to Grant, the photographer!!

So Jim and Liz are pregnant with little Lily and her nursery is pink and green... when this firework lit up the sky I mentioned how sweet it was for the people to do one for little Lily :)

This one blinded me for about 45 seconds.

Aren't they so pretty?! After the show was over, we all headed back to Jim and Elizabeth's where we ate homemade ice cream and the chocolate chip cake of my life and I almost died of happiness.

So after a great service this morning at church, Grant and I had mexican food and headed back home where I napped and did laundry and watched Princess Diaries and it was just altogether a great weekend.

God bless 3 day weekends. And God bless America.

I've Been Awarded!

Yes, that's right. Someone brilliant decided that I should be awarded. I really have no idea what I've done to receive this award, but I would like to think Jessica for deeming me worthy.

I've been given the Honest Scrap Award. See, there is even a picture to go along with it!

The rules are:

1. List 10 honest things about yourself that your blogging friends do not know about you.

2. Give the award away to 7 bloggers.

3. Let them know they've received the award.

Let's begin shall we?

1. I love detective shows. Law & Order SVU. Cops. Cold Case. Without a Trace. There is a reality show on A&E called "The First 48" and I am seriously addicted and will watch when the marathons come on. I am a nerd.

2. I'm pretty good at air hockey.

3. When I'm alone in an elevator, I sing. Different song everytime.

4. I hate cooking chicken/steak/porkchops in a skillet because the oil burns my arms and I do this weird little dance when I'm trying to flip the meat in an attempt to not burn my skin. Grant says I'm "special".

5. If I cause any kind of scratch/damage to my car, I don't tell Grant. I just wait for him to notice. Sadly, he always does. Example: I was pulling up to the office parking garage the other day and pulled up to the card-swiper to swipe my parking card, and the thing scratched off a centimeter of paint on my side-view mirror. Grant just realized yesterday and that was a lovely conversation. "WE CAN NEVER BUY NICE THINGS!"

6. Just now in this very moment while watching golf, I thought to myself "Wow, I'm surprised that he chose to use his hybrid here". WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME?!

7. Ryan Reynolds is getting cuter and cuter.

8. I am okay with the fact that Grant is attracted to Reese Witherspoon.

9. I am adamently against mustard.

10. I feel better about myself as a human being when I have a fresh pedicure.

Okay I am tagging:

1. Lynn at The Happenings of Lynn

2. Claire at Life With the Lamberts

3. Sarah at The Ratpack

4. Ronda at Living for Later

5. Kelli at Breathing His Joy

6. Joanna at The Adventures of Joanna and John

7. Cristina at Slabic Family

Have fun everyone! And Happy 4th!

Hi July, Please Be Cooler Than June

June was totally not cool. June was dry and made me not want to go outside. June was deceiving because when you looked out the window you thought June was really pretty and nice and inviting. And then you walked outside and you realized June was a liar.

You could only handle June in small doses. And by "small doses" I mean 35 seconds.

June was hot, but not in a sexy kind of way. June was hot in a "I feel disgusting" kind of way.

Welcome, July.

We understand that you will not be cool, but cooler than June would be helpful. Maybe you could bring some rain to this summer party we're having. And perhaps a breeze. I have high expectations for you, July. I hope you live up to them and exceed them.

July is already better than June for a few reasons. First of all, nine years ago today my sister married her highschool sweetheart. Happy Anniversary Jaclyn & Jeremy! Secondly, July brings Disney World!! July also gives me a paid day off on Friday due to the holiday. Also, July brings the finale of The Bachelorette where I am hoping our girl Jill shows that she is indeed not stupid and that Ed is her choice because he is a doll and he looks like Denny Duquette from Grey's Anatomy.

So already, July is better than June cause July actually brings something to the summer party. June was just hot. In a gross way.

In June's defense, a really precious denim summer skirt from Ann Taylor Loft was brought into my life and I'm pretty sure it is my summer staple. I will give you that, June. I will give you that.