Becca's 29th Birthday

On January, 4th, I turned 29 (just 29, not 29 and holding). Eric made it a wonderful birthday for me. When I arrived home from work, I smelled a freshly baked birthday cake. He gave me my gift of a beautiful Movado watch. It is very fancy, so I plan to save it for special occasions. Eric surprised me with plans he had made for the evening. Even though I was just starting to get over Bronchitis, and he had just got it, he took me out to a wonderful dinner. We got dressed up a little, and drove downtown to Skies. Skies is a restaurant located on the top floor of Hyatt-Regency. The atmosphere is amazing. The dining room is circled around the top of the building. The floor of the dining room actually turns a full 360 degrees in about a hour. We were able to see the whole city while we ate. We enjoyed good food, wine, and conversation (although with an occasional cough). After dinner we walked over to Crown Center to watch the fountains and people ice skate. We thought about skating, but we decided against it since neither of us felt that well. Eric had made plans for us to stay downtown, but our babysitter fell through, so he had to cancel our hotel reservation. It was one of my favorite birthdays, if not the favorite.

Updates coming!

I've started working on an update for Ireland, but because work has been pretty crazy this week and I haven't felt like doing much when I get home at night, I haven't completed it. I'm hoping to have it finished sometime within the next day or two.

Ouch!!

Last Saturday we had a little excitement. After I arrived home from work I started to clean the house up because we had plans to have some friends come over for dinner. While cleaning the main bathroom, I decide I was tired of the glass bowl with potpourri on the counter. I carefully washed it, because I knew it was very fragile. I first was going to let it air-dry, but grew impatient. I got a towel out to dry it and while holding the thin glass bowl in my left had...it shattered! Luckily I was right by the sink so I immediately put my hand under cold running water to control the blood. I had a few choice four-letter words to scream out. Eric hollered from the office to see if I was fine. Part of my response was, "I may need stiches." I thought I was joking. Eric doctored me up with some butterfly tape. He insisted I go to the doctor, so we headed to urgent care. After paying our co-pay and getting checked in, a nurse came out to take a quick look. She looked at my thumb and said we should go to the ER. She was afraid I might have damaged a tendon. So back to the counter for a refund for our co-pay. After that, Eric drove me to Olathe Med to the ER. After much waiting I got checked in to my first room and received my tetnus shot. We waited more after that and got bumped to a different room. Eventually my doctor came in and took care of my hand. I ended up with seven stiches under my thumb. He glued the big gash on the top of my middle finger because the shots they would give to numb my finger were going to be pretty painful. I also had several small cuts on my other fingers and on my wrist. The whole ordeal lasted about four hours. We had to cancel our plans with our friends.

My hand is looking much better. I should be able to get my stiches out in a few more days. I took the picture of my hand yesterday (one week after the injury). The other picture is of a bowl much like the one that wrecked my hand.