Making His Mark

I saw this cartoon in the paper and it reminded me of Maestro...and how he marks his territory, not just once, or twice...but several times. Gotta love this pup!

Playing Doctor

After my surgery, Ryan's brother Geoff and his family came to visit. The kids were so wonderful to help me out with recovering. Even Dr. Haley was there to make sure that I was on the mend. She pulled out her doctor bag, took my temperature, gave me an "ouchie" (aka, shot), I taught her how to draw blood, checked my reflexes, and as she grabbed the stethoscope, which I thought was to listen to my heart, she placed it on my belly and listened intently. Looking around and waiting for a moment, her eyes lit up like a fire cracker and exclaimed, "There's a baby in the there, and it's LAUGHING!" Sweet Haley may not be a Doctor of Medicine yet, but she was my Doctor of Love and Laughter that day...Thank you Haley Grace for that sweet, tender moment...it is a memory I will never forget!

*note to reader...no laughing baby in my belly...yet. :)

I Don't Miss You...Not Even A Little.

Mr. Gallbladder.

I just wanted you to know that I don't miss you...not one little bit! Your mood swings after I eat a big greasy burger, or slice of cheesy pizza- Doesn't phase me anymore! Or how about your so-called "tantrums"that follow about 30 minutes after I indulge my face with delectable foods...nuh uh! Ain't going to fly with me! Your jealousy issues- being GREEN with envy...come on, act your age! Your feverish, burning temper...doesn't make me nauseated. So, what I am trying to say...thank you for the times that you were there for me- breaking down those mid-night runs to Wendy's with your boastful bile- but since your squirter hasn't been the same...our relationship changed too. So, So long. Goodbye! And you can tell that appendix of mine that he didn't have a chance either! Sorry to burst his bubble...

Sincerely,
Me.


PS- I've never felt better!

Oh Yeah...My liver and stomach say hi. They are feeling the effects of your absence.

Do You Hear What I Hear?

Here's another doosie from the ER-

What I heard in a 2 minute conversation....

- If you mix up the letters in my name, there's a code...It says that I am, "The One", "The Only", "I am the Beginning and the End", "Do you hear me- I AM JESUS"

- The CIA can't get me, they can't find me, even though I handed over 10,000 criminals to them.

- The Mafia wants me in on their conspiracies...pop a guy here...pop a guy there...but I'm not like that. I am trying to save the world.

-All of you are digitalized...you hear me? Digitalized. You know? You got your shots right? Flu shot. H1N1? You'll be sorry. You are digitalized, and I will save you before it's too late.

- What are you doing? Stealing my DNA? You can't. I am, "The One and Only"- there is only one of me...you can't duplicate greatness.

So, what did I learn about this person after drawing 6 tubes of blood? Pretty much that He is...

One Man, proclaiming that He is Jesus, and I am trying to steal his DNA. Go figure.

Oh Yeah...And, I still can't figure out what "digitalized" means.

It Takes 2 Baby!

Happy 2 Years Ryan! I am loving the journey with you by my side.

I love you.

Ryan and Kellina Norby-
Jordan River Temple
06.07.08