When I was about 12 or 13 I had appendicitis. I was reminded of this earlier this week when I heard a talk about CT scans. Now the best practice to diagnosis appendicitis is to have a CT scan. Whereas 20 years ago when I had appendicitis the doctor push on my abdomen and said "does this hurt?" and then pushed on it again "does this hurt a lot?". The speaker was making fun of the way it use to be done, and everyone laughed, but it's true. That's why I got my appendix out. It hurt a lot.
Till Tomorrow
Jenn
Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
Friday, April 23, 2010
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Happy Fathers Day
My dad is not one to hand out free " I love yous". I think it is common for Darryl and I to tell Lucas and Nathan we love them all the time. Although I think it is good for their self esteem, they don't have those times that stick out when your father blesses you with I love yous. THere is one time that really sticks out. My dad and I have not always got along. There was a time (when I was a hormonal teenager) that we did not see eye to eye on things. I was stubborn and wanted my way and I was his little girl who was growing up. It was a hard time for both of us. When my father was 19 he came out west and spent the week skiing. When he took the bus back from Banff, he cried. He knew this was his home, but responsiblity of work and home and family took him back to Ontario. Luckily he did married mom, inherited me, had Alexis and gave all of us a great life. Then I turned 19 and decided to move out west, Dad's dream when he was my age. About a week before I was about to leave Dad was in our rec room and I went over to give him a hug. He stood up and squeezed me tight, not letting go. He told me he loved me and he was going to miss me. He also said he was sorry for all of the bad things that had happened. We held that hug for a long time.
Once I moved out here we talked more then when I lived at home. E-mail was our favorite form of communication. A couple of years after I moved out, Mom and Dad came too. It's amazing how life works out. Dad upset and not wanting to go back to Ontario, but eventually coming out with the family he had in Ontario.
I love you too Dad, Happy Fathers Day
Jenn
Once I moved out here we talked more then when I lived at home. E-mail was our favorite form of communication. A couple of years after I moved out, Mom and Dad came too. It's amazing how life works out. Dad upset and not wanting to go back to Ontario, but eventually coming out with the family he had in Ontario.
I love you too Dad, Happy Fathers Day
Jenn
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
5 piece set
Moving is a good time to get rid of a lot of things you don't use anymore. When packing (or putting things away) I'm always questioning am I going to use this again. Or when was the last time I used this? Or does this still go with my "decor"? One of the things that doesn't go with my decor is one of the first dishes I ever bought, but these dishes have such a great story I don't think we'll ever get rid of them until I die. Here's the story:
When I first moved out west, I didn't have a lot. All of my belongings fit in a suitcase and two boxes. But was working, so slowly I would buy more and more stuff for the apartment. I remember debating one weekend, go skiing or buy a microwave?? One evening I went out with a friend to Eaton's who was going out of business at the time. At the time everything was on clearance and you couldn't return it. I was looking for some new dishes and they had some on sale. I bought a Pfaltzgraff set in green and blue.
If I recall correctly it was about 45 dollars. On the front of the box it was quoted as a 5 piece set. Well I was quite surprised when I got home to find out that I only had bought 5 dishes. I thought a 5 piece set would be 5 bowls, 5 plates, 5 mugs and 5 side plates. I thought 25 dishes on clearance would be 45$, not 5 dishes. Plus I couldn't return them. The problem with just starting out was that we didn't have a lot of money. So I couldn't go out and buy matching sets. I use to make pasta in my one pot pour it in the bowl, put the plate of top and then cook the sauce in the same pot. It's amazing that in 8 years I have accumulated SO much more stuff.
So now with all our brown dishes we have one set of these blue and green ones, that I just cannot throw out....
Till Tomorrow
Jenn
When I first moved out west, I didn't have a lot. All of my belongings fit in a suitcase and two boxes. But was working, so slowly I would buy more and more stuff for the apartment. I remember debating one weekend, go skiing or buy a microwave?? One evening I went out with a friend to Eaton's who was going out of business at the time. At the time everything was on clearance and you couldn't return it. I was looking for some new dishes and they had some on sale. I bought a Pfaltzgraff set in green and blue.
If I recall correctly it was about 45 dollars. On the front of the box it was quoted as a 5 piece set. Well I was quite surprised when I got home to find out that I only had bought 5 dishes. I thought a 5 piece set would be 5 bowls, 5 plates, 5 mugs and 5 side plates. I thought 25 dishes on clearance would be 45$, not 5 dishes. Plus I couldn't return them. The problem with just starting out was that we didn't have a lot of money. So I couldn't go out and buy matching sets. I use to make pasta in my one pot pour it in the bowl, put the plate of top and then cook the sauce in the same pot. It's amazing that in 8 years I have accumulated SO much more stuff.So now with all our brown dishes we have one set of these blue and green ones, that I just cannot throw out....
Till Tomorrow
Jenn
Monday, November 12, 2007
Good to the Bone
Our best friend family was over for dinner last night and we all had a really great time. The boys played down stairs in the basement, while the adults got to visit upstairs. Tammy and I had spent the afternoon shopping, but we still managed to have lots to talk about. I was reminded about this story concerning one of her children and since I should have these blogs forever and ever, I thought I'd write it in here.
It has become a tradition since Matt was a little kid that I would take him out before Christmas and help him buy his parents and brother christmas presents. We usually treat ourselves to MacDonalds first and then do some shopping. One of the first years he had a pretty good idea of what to get his dad but not so much what to get his mom. After stopping at the toy section to buy his yonger brother a toy piano and then heading over to the electronics section to get his Dad a 50$ video game, we wandered around the store looking for something for his mother. At one point he says to me, remember those flowers we saw, I want to get her those. So I start to walk to the front of the store where I figure the poinsetta's are. No, Matt corrects me, he wants to go back to the craft section. So we head to the back of the Walmart and there he picks out 88 cent flowers for his mother for Christmas. So his brother got a 20$ piano, his dad a 50$ video game and his mother 88 cent flowers. But he knew they would all love their gifts, and how much each of them cost didn't really matter.
Till Tomorrow
Jenn
It has become a tradition since Matt was a little kid that I would take him out before Christmas and help him buy his parents and brother christmas presents. We usually treat ourselves to MacDonalds first and then do some shopping. One of the first years he had a pretty good idea of what to get his dad but not so much what to get his mom. After stopping at the toy section to buy his yonger brother a toy piano and then heading over to the electronics section to get his Dad a 50$ video game, we wandered around the store looking for something for his mother. At one point he says to me, remember those flowers we saw, I want to get her those. So I start to walk to the front of the store where I figure the poinsetta's are. No, Matt corrects me, he wants to go back to the craft section. So we head to the back of the Walmart and there he picks out 88 cent flowers for his mother for Christmas. So his brother got a 20$ piano, his dad a 50$ video game and his mother 88 cent flowers. But he knew they would all love their gifts, and how much each of them cost didn't really matter.
Till Tomorrow
Jenn
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Random Stories: See Rock City
I don't really have anything to blog about today. I'm just getting over sickness and starting to get ready for our trip. Alexis and I went to get Crave cupcakes this morning on the train with Lucas this morning, but I've blogged about cupcakes before, so here's a random story instead....
When we were kids we use to drive to Florida once a year. The drive from Ontario to Florida is too long. Our parents use to take the middle seat out of the mini van and my sister and I would sit on the floor and play barbies. Or once when Dad flew to.....Kentucky or something for work, I got the whole back seat to sleep in while Mom and Alexis sat in the front. Part of the fun was the road trip. We use to eat at the Cracker Barrel and always wonder what Waffle House's were like (at least until a couple of years ago when we actually went in one). One time we were at a Cracker Barrel waiting in the little gift shop near a town called Rock City. On the side of a little bird house it was painted on the roof, SEE ROCK CITY. I was about 8 when I saw this little house, so I looked in the chimney, expecting to See (a picture) Rock City. Well my mom and dad thought it was hilarous that I didn't get it was just propagnda and a real picture.
Random story of the day
Till tomorrow
Jenn
When we were kids we use to drive to Florida once a year. The drive from Ontario to Florida is too long. Our parents use to take the middle seat out of the mini van and my sister and I would sit on the floor and play barbies. Or once when Dad flew to.....Kentucky or something for work, I got the whole back seat to sleep in while Mom and Alexis sat in the front. Part of the fun was the road trip. We use to eat at the Cracker Barrel and always wonder what Waffle House's were like (at least until a couple of years ago when we actually went in one). One time we were at a Cracker Barrel waiting in the little gift shop near a town called Rock City. On the side of a little bird house it was painted on the roof, SEE ROCK CITY. I was about 8 when I saw this little house, so I looked in the chimney, expecting to See (a picture) Rock City. Well my mom and dad thought it was hilarous that I didn't get it was just propagnda and a real picture.
Random story of the day
Till tomorrow
Jenn
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