Category: Adventures

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My One Experience With Something Possibly Ghost-Like

On Twitter yesterday, my alma mater – The University Of North Alabama – put a call out to people who had experienced ghosts on their campus. With several old buildings with several old stories, the ghost tales abound on that campus. I briefly mentioned my experience and then was asked if I had ever blogged about it…No! I have NOT! I love to tell the story in person but I think it looses a little in writing, so I haven’t blogged it…UNTIL NOW. While I was working on my second Bachelor’s degree in Professional Geography (Basically Computers + Maps) I...

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My Heart Belongs To Chattanooga

(Or at least my stomach does. And my liver.) It’s no secret that we love Chattanooga. It has always been where we go when we want a short/affordable/minimal effort vacation. I grew up visiting Chattanooga for Family Reunions when I had an Aunt and Uncle that lived there…and those trips are some of the fondest family gatherings in my memories. As an adult we stopped there often as it’s a good middle point between here and Knoxville. My Dad taught me to love the pedestrian walking bridge, he also chaperoned a field trip to the Aquarium which is another one...

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So Many Moments!

So, there was a lot of stuff that happened in the last week that I didn’t do the greatest job documenting because I was curled up in the fetal position in the corner of my bedroom, rocking myself in sadness over my baby moving off to college. I may or may not be blogging right now from that same corner. It’s progress I’m at least uncurled. The wee ones had their first week of school and it went really well. We’ve been working all summer on Wes’s behavior, trying to get him ready for big school, and the first week...

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My ObGyn Is So Used To Me Crying By Now…

Yesterday I had my appointment to discuss the horror that has become my reproductive system. We did another ultrasound and he found that my endometriosis seems to have produced a lovely assortment of polyps along my uterine wall which explains a lot of the horrible things I’ve been experiencing. (I’ll spare the details here. There are enough details here to last a blog lifetime.) While a hysterectomy is – of course – an option, he doesn’t want to go down that road yet. It will definitely solve my problems, but the recovery time is at least 6 weeks and the...

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Surgeries and Sharknados

Well. We had to have surgery. 3 stitches. In an attempt to try to keep the wound forming a scar. He was an amazing trooper through the entire ordeal. Knowing he was going to get to drive a car before the surgery seemed to help manage his impatience. I want to makeout with whomever came up with THAT idea. It was GENIUS. Of course, the nurse he almost ran over might disagree. He basically ended up going from 7:30pm to 11:30am the next day with nothing but 2 post-surgery popsicles. Yet still – the nurses bragged about him and how...