Sunday, September 25, 2011

Live long and prosper

Dear Reader,

So two weeks ago Natalie came to Honesdale. Woo! It's about time, that's all I'm saying. 

Even though I've lived here for a few months, I hadn't thoroughly explored Main street. There's a French restaurant that apparently is a little piece of heaven. And France. 

This sandwich was soooo good.

After eating French, Natalie and I went to an antique store. 

There was a lot of cool stuff there. Coke bottles, mirrors, figurines, traveling trunks, and....

Life size cardboard Star Trek characters.

 It's not weird. Why would it be?

I also showed Natalie where I work! Another little piece of heaven.

And this is Giggy. He's my pal. He sits by my desk and keeps me on task. I am very fond of him.

We also walked the train tracks. Like a couple of awesome hobos. 

Yay for friends coming to visit! And small town charm. 

Friday, September 16, 2011

Philly tastes delicious.

Philly has historic lampposts.

Philly inspires creativity.

And Philly is where I picked Natalie up last Friday for a magical Honesdalian weekend. More to follow on that as soon as she posts the pictures. (No pressure, Natalie. It's not like we took 600 of them.) (Actually. We did.)

P.S. The pictures in this post were taken by Natalie (or at least with her camera), stolen/borrowed (with permission) by me, from her blog. Check it out here! It's coherent, beautiful, and informative. And she gives 95% more details about our trip. It's a win/win/win/win!

Thursday, September 8, 2011

She can be taught!

Dear Reader,

So I was recently thinking how nothing blog-worthy has been happening to me lately and that I really needed to have an adventure. Well, I should be careful what I wish for. Because what happened was I got to try a some new things. And not all of them were gems.

First, while driving late at night I swerved and hit the side of the road with my tire and dented my rim. Luckily, Lehi was with me and his parents were nearby so they were able to drive us and my flat spare tire to the nearest gas station (which, also luckily, was pretty close) so we could fill that pupper up with air. Then Lehi changed my damaged tire with the good one and we were on our way.

It was my first time getting a flat (or damaged) tire and I wouldn't have known what to do. Plus it happened on a road that was kind of in the middle of nowhere (common for PA) with no streetlights and lots of trees. I wouldn't have lasted too long there. Thank goodness for Lehi.

Next, Lehi and his sister convinced me to go tubing. It was fun, don't get me wrong. But it also confirmed something I had been afraid of: If I were dangling from the edge of a 50-story building, clinging to the ledge for dear life, there is no way I would possibly be able to pull myself up to safety. I would end up letting go and falling to my death. Such is the curse of having zero upper-body strength. (That and being flung into the water several times because I couldn't hold on to the tube....)

Lastly, I went to get a blood test today and right after the nurse took the needle out of me, I started to feel woozy. She gave me some orange juice to drink, which I took a few sips of, and the next thing I knew I was lying on my back with the doctor holding my feet up to let the blood rush to my brain and I was pulling my skirt down, trying to stay modest. I wasn't even fully coherent and I was trying to stay modest. That's what Young Women does to you...

Anyway, apparently I was out for like 2 minutes, long enough for them to freak out and call the ambulance. After I woke up they cancelled the call. But when I sat up and felt a little woozy still, the doctor came in and said I needed to go to the ER.


So I rode the ambulance to the hospital where I found out my blood sugar was normal, my heart rate was normal, my blood pressure was normal, and pretty much I just need to eat, drink, and rest and I'd be fine.


So I spent 100 bucks on a mediocre breakfast in bed while I watched Ace of Cakes and the Colbert Report, and felt guilty that I was missing so much work over something so silly.

Well...not that passing out while driving to work would have been silly. It was probably good I rested for awhile...

Anyway. What did I learn from all of this?

One: If I'm going to have a flat tire, have it when Lehi and his parents are around.

Two: Either start lifting weights, or just never get myself in a situation where I need to use my arms to pull myself to safety.

Three: If I'm going to pass out, do it in the doctor's office. They know what's up.

The greatest thing that happened from all of this is that I got to ride in an ambulance while I wasn't dying. I've always wanted to ride in one, but I figured the only way to do that was, you know, if I was not doing so good. So check that one off the bucket list!