puttering along

Here I am, back to my neglected little blog. I feel bad to have so little to say these days.

The last 2 months my headaches have been worse than usual. I’m frustrated and there’s nothing I can do about it right now. I go back next week to Chicago – as always, hopes are high, and I’m trying to keep my expectations in check.

In other slightly lame news, I got a cold. Mrt. It’s just a cold, but I feel like I just got over this! It has been interesting to note that I’ve figured something out about getting sick — I get 5 or 6 canker sores and then I get sick. Why is this? I don’t think it’s caused by the canker sores, but it’s definitely not a coincidence, because it keeps happening.

Does anyone else have this?

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Happy 500 to me…

You probably haven’t been keeping track of this BUT – I have written 500 posts on The Sassy Lime. Go me!

I never thought this little blog would last for so long! I certainly never anticipated making blog friends.

Thanks for reading.

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lab results, a date night, and a story

Well life moves along – at a slow pace, but it continues on.

I got my lab results in the mail, and everything looks A-OK. I’m still concerned about how and why my headaches have been worse this past month. Hoping my doctor will have some answers, but (as usual) feeling doubtful. Spencer would interject here that my pessimism can’t possibly help my healing.

On another topic entirely, we went to a date night tonight – the University puts on a date night every Valentine’s day. This is the first year we knew about it and went. It was fun, and we ran into some neighbor friends there. There was dinner, which was good, and then for dessert a chocolate fountain. They also had a sketch artist there and a newlywed game. We didn’t play the newlywed game, but we did get a sketch done. More on that later.

Last but not least, Spencer suggested I share a story with you. The way we got our nicknames. I call him Spencir and he calls me Emilir. This all came about in one of our first wards (congregations) in Salt Lake City. We were over on the west side of the city, and had already been living in the ward for a month or two before our records arrived. When your records arrive, they read your name over the pulpit and you stand up. It’s just what we do.

So. We’d been there a month or 2 already and the bishop knew us fairly well. We’d had several conversations and he knew us. But when he read our names over the pulpit, he pronounced my name perfectly. Spencer’s name, he pronounced Spencir (last name also mispronounced). We could hardly stifle the laughs while we stood. (Plus, who would pronounce S-P-E-N-C-E-R any way other than Spencer? You think maybe some stage fright going on?)

Of course, being the person that I am, I couldn’t let a gem like that go. I continued to call him that. I continue to call him that to this day! After a bit, he had to come up with a …. retaliatory nickname, if you will. And thus Emilir came about.

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