Friday while at home with the little kids, by the way Ethan hates that title, Matthew's work called. He had a seizure at work. I ran up to get him and he was still a little altered by it. I get him home. He is alright. We are still just counting down the days until the neurology appointment. Waiting for doctors is going to make me go completely gray way too early. I mean common, I thought the military was bad about the hurry up and wait game but these specialist could teach the military a thing or five about hurry up and wait. We have been dealing with this seizure stuff for over a month now and still have 3 weeks to wait before we see the neurologist.
So Friday night we had a pair of teen brothers staying the night with Ethan. Eli and JJ are great kids that go to church with us. I made homemade calzones for dinner. Yum Yum right, well kind of, I need to tweak this recipe a bit more. They were good but I prefer to have a bit more flavor to the crust. But the teenagers did not complain. The boys stayed up late and played Super Mario Brothers on the Wii. Surprising that the Wii still entertains teens, although they kept saving things like "This takes me back to my childhood" and "I loved playing this as a kid". It is bad enough I have a swollen face, and more gray hairs this week, now they are making it worse with their comments about "when they were kids". I thought it was funny. Handy Hubby and I exchanged looks several times, rolled eyes, and snickered more than once.
Tammy and I do craft shows together heading up to the Holidays. We use the extra cash for Christmas money and black Friday shopping. But this particular idea is actually for my house. Although I think I am going to make a few to take to shows this year. It is an organizer for the kitchen. It will hold my rolling pin and my aprons. This will free up some space in my drawers and be a more decorative way to hang my aprons than just a nail. Tammy also dropped of some ribbons and a wreath so I can make bows for some awesome wreathes she is making. Busy busy busy.
You know if you think about it, I go to an antique store to get things with a grody aged patina and with a swollen nose and more gray hair I have a grody aged patina. I accept that.
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