What Betsy used to call Torii Cont...Cont...

Okay, so I finally got it done! The lady that did it was really nice and very professional about the procedure. It really wasn't that bad. The worst part was the ice. You think it's bad when you have cold hands or feet-Why don't you throw a couple ice packs on your 'special purpose' and describe for me the vast difference. Anyway- the fact that you can't feel your most sensitive bare skin makes it much less painful. It just felt like little rubberbands snapping- and it only felt like that when your frozen skin thawed. The most awkward part was the back, but it was quick and pretty painless. Anyway- I can't tell a whole lot of difference yet, but my next appointment is in late January. I will have a total of 6 treatments before I am done and I will never have to shave again!

Thanksgiving at our house

I know this is a late entry, but I wanted everyone to know how my first big event went. We had nearly twenty people over for Thanksgiving! What a crazy day. First off- Logan and I were recuperating from the week of the tornadoes and funeral- we got minimal sleep that week-and trying to get our upstairs livable. Plus, I was working odd hours.
My dad, Cindy, and Kelly were planning to come for the holiday, so we were preparing their rooms and getting things set (like filling the fridge, washing sheets, cleaning bathrooms, painting, decorating ect.) So, my dad calls THE DAY BEFORE THANKSGIVING- and says he won't be able to make it. You see- he was going to fly his plane up here and didn't take into consideration the weather in late November in Iowa. He also said something about some gauge not working correctly- who knows if that was the truth. I should know better than to get my hopes up for something my dad promises me.
Anyway-moving on...so we had Logan's mom's entire family over and Gracie loved the attention, but Cloe was not so thrilled with the company. She was hissing and swatting at people(doesn't she know she doesn't have any claws?) We had your traditional Thanksgiving meal with a few unique dishes like scalloped corn with and without oysters. After dinner we played spoons- I am surprised my house still has chandeliers and windows- well anything glass really. They are a crazy bunch. Gracie was forced outside to go to the bathroom- she didn't want to leave the house because there were so many treats she had yet to sneak from her new found buddies. She found the turkey carcasses Logan's mom was taking home to their dog. Needless to say- she ate the equivalent of one small turkey. Half way through the intense game of spoons- she puked all of it up. Later we fed her dinner and she threw that up as well. Sometime during the night she threw up again- this time she threw up small chunks of turkey bone. We just let her tummy rest and she is fine now-Thank God. We were quite worried about her, but not worried enough to take her to the vet obviously. So, in the end- I wouldn't mind if Thanksgiving at our house became a tradition. I love to entertain!