tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55512359901366438262024-03-12T20:47:39.718-07:00The Socialist HousewifeAnnie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.comBlogger182125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-43992597168473388832016-01-07T07:48:00.003-08:002016-01-07T07:48:53.839-08:00The Year of...Daniel wrote me in December that next year was the Year of the Gun. I really like that he for once has a resolution. We are going to shoot guns in February. He says that we should buy a gun, but that seems a little scary to me and a really big investment. I'm game for a year, so we will see what this turns into.<br />
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I thought about what my resolution would be and I decided mine would be the Year of the Club. I have never been to a club and I love to dance. I think this is a terrible shame. I feel I'm almost aged out of the club scene. I know that 30 year old's go to the club, especially in Atlanta, but it's like watching Madonna hump her way across the stage (Live Aid circa 2006)...she is no longer 20 and it just looks awful and makes her look older. I have a few club names from a girl at work, and I figured to treat myself I would go to New York one weekend and go clubbing with Emily.<br />
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Serious goals are to actually design a sweater. I have ideas and tools to jump right in, but I'm a little scared and fighting my perfectionist complex. I even have to design floating around in my head. SO not hard, really.<br />
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Since goals are out and words and themes seem to be in for resolutions, my theme of the year is community. I feel like this is the area in my life to move forward with and I need to actually participate in my community. So I don't know if that means to create a knitting community that I meet in person with or just help people more, but that is the plan.<br />
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Ugh usually I go over the last year for what stunk and how it was okay by good things. Even though the year wasn't really bad for me, except the miscarriage, it really stunk for Daniel's family. Divorces, abuse, threatening church excommunications, and of course my miscarriage topped off the list it seems to be dragging up more drama than it's worth to go over.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-33243709315743465542015-12-16T06:34:00.000-08:002016-01-07T07:51:16.272-08:00Last But Not Least<div class="OutlineElement Ltr SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; background-color: white; clear: both; cursor: text; direction: ltr; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 8px; margin: 0px; overflow: visible; padding: 0px; position: relative;">
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case I didn't need surgery<span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">. I told her no, so she ordered another sonogram</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> just to make sure the sac was still in there</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">.</span><span class="EOP SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;"> </span></div>
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<span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">The sonogram said I had "Retained Products" Both Daniel and I looked at each other and said "What's that?" The nurse said "It means products of conception." I said "Oh I just have been calling the sac." Daniel said "That makes her sound like some </span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">m</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">arketing tool." We laughing so hard about it. The doctor showed up and said </span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> she was going to vacuum the "products of conception." T</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">here could be some puncturing of the uterus and </span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> could suck out some organs. This is the reason I wanted to avoid this surgery since she had said this since the begi</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">nning. At this point I figured the chance was pretty high since everything had gone wrong, but hey whatever. Daniel asked "W</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">hich organs, like her</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> intestines?" The doctor kept asking</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> </span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">what was wrong with us and had to knock on wood because she said</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">, "we were tempting fate."</span><span class="EOP SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;"> </span></div>
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<span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">I was okay with having surgery, but the first time I was scared was walking into the operating room.</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> </span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">I</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> was intimidat</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">ed</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> with all the lights and machinery. Daniel really wanted to see me after I woke up from the anesthetic because he is so loopy after he is drugged. I always make fun of him for it, so he thought it would be great to see me equally as funny. Unfortunately he missed most of it, but I remember being super analytical. Daniel was right that it was the best nap I've ever had. I remember coming to with ox</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">yg</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">en</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> on and thinking "I'm okay...oh this is pure ox</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">ygen</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> I had better breat</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">he deep</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> cause this is good for me and my brain." Then I thought, "hey I have no pants on and the doctor said I would be bleeding. Oh crap I'm bleeding over this bed. I can't make a mess for these ladies." I asked the nurse if I was bleeding everywhere. She looked and said, </span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">"oh yeah you're leaking out of </span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">the </span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">pad!" 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They told me to</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> change and handed me another pad and di</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">s</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">posable</span><span class="TextRun SCX235206980" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> underwear. 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Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-15399511823162643382015-12-07T05:51:00.000-08:002015-12-07T07:20:51.917-08:00You're STILL "pregnant"<div class="OutlineElement Ltr SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; background-color: white; clear: both; cursor: text; direction: ltr; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 8px; margin: 0px; overflow: visible; padding: 0px; position: relative;">
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<span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">I came back </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">from Vietnam</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">and had about a period flow of blood. I thought the doctor was a little dramatic about the bleeding out part of this miscarriage. </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">I</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> had another sonogram and realized that I hoped magically they would find the baby . This tech was much nicer and explained that scientists think that blighted </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">ovum’s</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> are when the DNA code comes out </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">as a</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> kill switch which is why there’s a </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">sac</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">, but no embryo. She kept apologizing for being so clinical, but it was nice to hear something. It was nice to hear it wasn’t anybody’s fault</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">, that it was just a game of odds. Since I suck at gambling this seemed about right for me.</span></div>
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<span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">The biggest surprise was I still </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">had the sac in me. Not only that</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">,</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> it had grown to 7 weeks while I was in Vietnam for two weeks! </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">My ovary w</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">as</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> still sending hormones to keep it alive. which is pretty cool to look at on a sonogram. </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">The doctor gave me the same three options</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> of natural miscarriage, medicine to induce miscarriage, or a D&C</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">. I opted to take the medicine. I didn’t realize that it was the abortion pill until I looked up on the Internet to make sure I took it right. It was a little disturbing that I kept reading abortion</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> and how to abort the baby</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">.</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> I really did want this baby. I took </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; background-color: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">two doses because I </span><span class="NormalTextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; background-color: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">panicked. I had only passed what was a huge blood clot, and I was ready to move passed this.</span></span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> I had a checkup</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">and I couldn’t believe I still had it. </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">At least</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; background-color: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> my </span><span class="NormalTextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; background-color: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">ova</span></span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; background-color: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">ries</span><span class="NormalTextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; background-color: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> had shut down, so I was making slow progress.</span></span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">I joked that my body didn’t get the memo</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> about there being no baby</span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">. The doctor said I had the best attitude. </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">I still don't know what that means or how to react to that. </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">I just didn’t </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US">know what else to do. </span><span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"> There is some sort of expected reaction and I can't figure out what it was suppose to be. I did realize that I am a "glass half full" person because I had my disappointment but was ready to move on and try again. Maybe fail for real next time.</span><span class="EOP SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;"> </span></div>
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<span class="TextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; background-color: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">The doctor gave me one more dose because we thought the sac would come out. I had a hard time getting the drugs because the insurance was freaking out that I had filled the </span><span class="NormalTextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; background-color: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">prescriptions</span><span class="NormalTextRun SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; background-color: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> so close together. I had to call them up and I totally pulled the pity me card on me. I told the insurance lady "I've had a miscarriage and I can't get rid of the baby can you please get me the medicine!" She was really helpful after that. The last dose I took at work because I had a long layover and I was bored with sitting home waiting for this miscarriage to happen. Nothing happened but some pain and no bleeding.</span></span><span class="EOP SCX100523286" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; -webkit-user-select: text; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;"> </span></div>
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Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-15128601137355352372015-12-03T11:36:00.000-08:002015-12-03T11:36:21.147-08:00Miscarriage-The hot new show on NBC
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’ve had a miscarriage and I feel weird about it. I feel
like there is some expectation that I will fall apart and never want to talk
about it. The Internet, various TV shows and books have told me this is how I’m
to react.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So the Internet will hear
about it, just like they have to hear about women’s birth stories and I want to
talk about. I don’t regret telling my family or close friends. I will tell them
again when and if I get pregnant again. This will be long so I split it
into three parts.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I ended up having a blighted ovum which is an egg that has
been fertilized with a sac and no baby/embryo. As I told one friend “I had a
little burrito with no stuffing in it. A nice tortilla, but no chicken.” Being
pregnant was great. It was a pretty good experience, but miscarriage was like a
really awful TV program. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I went in for my 10 week check up with a midwife, she was
awful and made me feel stupid when asking questions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She went to check the heart beat and couldn’t
find one, there was an old sonogram machine in the room, and she couldn’t find
anything on it, and finally did a manual exam and said I was only 6 weeks
along.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At this point I was like okay she
doesn’t seem worried, and you can’t really hear a heartbeat at 6 weeks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She did say that we should get a real sonogram
and to make an appointment and acted like it was elective.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I came home I was doing the math and there
was no way that I could lose a whole month. When I got the call from the
ultrasound tech, he let it slip that this had to be done within the week. I
pretty much knew that something was wrong and cried the rest of the day until
Daniel got home. There was a chance I was just being a hormonal nut job
worrying for no reason why freak out Daniel or anyone else.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">The night before we went into the doctor, I started to bleed
“a lot”. I just remember saying “shit” and Daniel running in asking what’s
wrong. I told him and we decided to wait until the next day because there was
no real rush.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We waited forever to get
the ultrasound and found out that Daniel’s dad woke up and couldn’t remember
the previous day (again terrible TV). Waiting was probably the worst thing for
us. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once we got into the Ultra sound Daniel first said “Wow that’s
your uterus!” The tech kept saying, “Well I see a sac. I want the doctor look at
it though.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When she left the room to get the doctor, I
turned to Daniel and said “I failed at failing! I couldn’t even get a baby to
miscarry.” Daniel was in shock and kept asking if this was a real thing and we
should wait for the doctor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When the
tech came back, she said the doctor would be here soon, and sit in this room
across the way. Daniel went to the bathroom while we waited, I then over heard
the ultrasound tech and office ladies talking about how there is no baby and
the doctor is on rounds, but there really is no baby and where did I go. I
finally said I was right here, where they put me (thinking, who the crap talks
about patients in the hallway how unprofessional, I really didn’t want to find
out this way). Only one of the ladies was embarrassed that I caught them, she
was kind and told us where to eat lunch while we waited for the doctor to finish
rounds.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Daniel came out of bathroom
totally confused as why I was trying to rush out quickly.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was going to lose it, and I hate to cry in
front of strangers (I’m pretty sure it would be the ugly cry). <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">We spent an hour, with me crying off and on about Daniel’s
dad and losing the baby. The worst day ever (Daniel’s dad ended up being okay).
We went back and waited for the doctor and Daniel saw the ultrasound tech
coming down the hall and leaned into me and said “There goes the lady that
murdered our baby. I can’t believe they let her walk around free.” I busted up
laughing. The whole day was just so absurd.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>We went back into the room, as the nurse who escorted us leaves, smiles
and says “congratulations!” I looked at Daniel incredulously saying, “Seriously,
I get congratulated now! I know she clearly doesn’t know what’s going on, but
come on.” He smirked, “You were complaining that no one in the office had
congratulated you, so here it is.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">The doctor came and was the first person who explain
anything and everything. She said I had three options to continue to bleed and
see if I would miscarry on my own. Take medication to miscarry or do a D&C.
I knew that I didn’t want anything too invasive and I was leaving for Vietnam
the next day, so I opted for natural miscarry. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The doctor kept telling me that there would be
a lot of blood, and Daniel said I was leaving the country. She said if I
started to bleed out that they would have to land the plane, but I could go.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I went to Vietnam in disbelief mostly because
I was in denial. Probably a good and bad thing. Good for me to get away from it,
bad for Daniel who just didn’t deal at all.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>As a friend put it, miscarrying is the dying of your hopes and
dreams.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I really had been hoping and dreaming
hard with this baby and it wasn’t happening anymore.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t think I’ve ever had a dream so
completely die. I’ve been disappointed or changed a dream to make it work, but
never had it just die.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-59552580837065348682015-07-27T08:47:00.001-07:002015-07-27T08:47:22.293-07:00I've joined the crazy club<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="text-align: start;">It's official: I'm in the "John Hurt Way"</span></div>
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Technically, I'm maybe possibly, 3 1/2 weeks, so we will see once I find time to get it official from the health care professional (ugh now I sound like the info sites).<br />
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Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-61557495832165828602015-01-01T14:38:00.000-08:002015-01-01T14:38:00.050-08:00Throwback Adventure<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This was the haircut of an adventuress. I was hating my hair because it was in between long and short. I walked in a Belgium salon and in broken French asked for a haircut. She butchered my hair because she cut it with hair clippers, but it got me back to the states looking good.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-3116426539124454132015-01-01T12:46:00.001-08:002015-01-01T12:46:17.524-08:002015 New Year New YouI've been avoiding my poor blog. I do feel I need to review 2014 as I had written a post about why I decided to actively abandon my resolutions and then never published it. May be it was shame for wimping out, or because I wrote it and forgot. I thought I would review because all of my close friends were happy to see the end of 2014. I wondered if I felt the same and then realized I couldn't even tell what day was New Year. I do have to say the 2014 wasn't stellar, but not bad either.<br />
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2014 Yeahs and Boos<br />
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<u>Yeah</u><br />
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In March I got into Podcasts... while I'm behind the times. I have learned many great and interesting things.<br />
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My knitting skill has massively grown, and added an obsession with fiber/yarn<br />
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I got to indulge my fiber obsession by going to Ecuador... twice.<br />
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Daniel graduated from school and started working full time.<br />
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We bought a new car.<br />
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I was brave enough to work on a larger aircraft.<br />
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Had a great year in health and learn some new New Age ways to heal<br />
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Went to a family reunion, had a great time with no major blow ups (epic for Peshell's)<br />
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<u>Boos</u><br />
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Daniel was hospitalized for a bleeding esophagus.<br />
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Daniel failed a semester<br />
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Had horrible things happen to those I love <br />
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I had two of my close friends move away from Atlanta<br />
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Lost my faith in my culture in a very brutal way.<br />
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I was pushed out from ward and silenced<br />
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Meh it looks like 2014 is a winner because I have more positive then negative. I do have to say the negative has taken a bigger toll than it looks on paper.<br />
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Now that Daniel is out of school I will set up a "plan" for life. Mostly so I can come back to it and laugh at how it didn't work.<br />
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Within the next year I would like to travel to :<br />
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<li>Panama City to see the canal</li>
<li>Spain</li>
<li>Vietnam with my dad</li>
<li>The beach... Destin?</li>
<li>More South or Central America</li>
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Maybe think about having a kid??? Maybe a second one, if I get started.<br />
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Looking at buying a condo or home<br />
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Visit Africa and Australia/New Zealand<br />
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Would love to learn to spin and visit a sheep farm, maybe write a knitting pattern<br />
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This year's resolutions are going to be fabulously frivolous start digital scrapbooking and get caught up in my physical scrapbooks. Speak up more (okay that one is serious and will I probably flake out on). I am also thinking of learning "ballroom" dances with Daniel.<br />
Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-67380981896728801512014-12-25T17:21:00.000-08:002014-12-25T17:21:00.670-08:00Throwback Nativity<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We use to act out the nativity. Which this year, my brothers, the angels stole the show with their antics.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-8319197902370656462014-12-18T14:39:00.000-08:002014-12-18T14:39:00.075-08:00Throwback Comms<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My obsession with phone booths. Every country I see one I run in and take a picture. I have bathroom obsession too, but I thought not to post. Wow how communication has changed.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-8065952571579266872014-12-11T14:18:00.000-08:002014-12-11T14:18:00.797-08:00Throwback Parents<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I realize I should show my parents at their best and not too old (my dad is 70 this year!). Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-60732170220307324022014-12-04T17:44:00.000-08:002014-12-04T17:44:00.838-08:00Throwback Mom<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Happy Birthday Mom! You are now old. No, you have four more years until that date.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-56650195862370744662014-11-27T17:18:00.000-08:002014-11-27T17:18:00.270-08:00Throwback Football<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Fiesta Bowl as a family. Woot Woot go Ute!Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-85867548504644361492014-11-20T14:21:00.000-08:002014-11-20T14:21:00.277-08:00Throwback Sunday Dinner<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In London, I was able to convince them to take a week and on Sunday cook what they usually had at home. Some were better cooks then others, but hey we also didn't have the same ingredients as at home.<br />
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<br />Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-59870763427049866482014-11-13T16:22:00.000-08:002014-11-13T16:22:00.035-08:00Throwback Daddy Daughter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Thought I should show some of my troll pictures. Not my best, but I have a great smile.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-69658027722537226812014-11-06T16:19:00.000-08:002014-11-06T16:19:00.834-08:00Throwback Birthday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Opa at my last birthday dinner at a friend's house.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-92032971818793250162014-11-06T08:15:00.000-08:002014-11-06T08:15:00.031-08:00Mouth of the Abyss...Amazon Here We Come.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Our third day we went to Banos, south of Quito at the mouth of the Amazon. It was a cool resort outdoor town. It did take us four hours to get there but so worth it. We past the tallest volcano, Cotopaxi, on our way. We were going to go, but we didn't want to hike because we were so tired. Anyways we went to Banos because it is famous for it's own volcano that creates hot springs. I was determined to go because I've never been to one and everyone bails out on me when I get a group to go with me. These hot springs were special because the Virgin Mary had shown up and performed a miracle next to the pool house. <br />
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The crazy part of this touristy place was a church. They didn't even really have a touristy place except a gift shop and food, but there was a place to worship. A nice place too. I don't know if people came up Sunday and worshiped cause they would literally be closer to God or why it was even there.<br />
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After the TeleferiQo, we bummed around old town and had a run in with the gypsies. They were shoes clearing boys. The only English words they knew were "We need money for lunch!" they said this as they were eating ice cream. We (Chante) talked to them, they said they came from school, clearly not in any of the uniforms we watched kids from school walk around in (our apartment was near an academy), and it was to early for them to be out of school and they were dirty; we knew they were gypsies. They kept trying to talk us into getting our shoe shined even though we had running shoes on. Finally I caved because they entertained me and I would pay for that. They wanted to charge me $5 for a shoe shine and probably for each boy to do a shoe. We both scoffed at that, but I told them I would pay a $1 for the whole process (50 cents per boy). As they were doing their job some man came and started to yell at the older boy, the boy yelled back. The man came and stomped on the boys ice cream cone (he'd put it down on the ground while he worked). I was shocked and yelled "hey" the boy really started to yell bac. The man came and hit the boy. Chante and I then both yelled "Hey stop that! Don't hit him. Leave sir." The man said "You dont' know who they are. You don't know." I said " Yes I know who they are. I've got it under control. I understand what's going on. Just leave." He left, but our fun was ruined. I wouldn't let the boys finish their job. I pulled out my dollar coin and handed it to the older boy. He quickly took it. The younger boy asked for his dollar and then whined when I wouldn't give him one. I told him that wasn't the deal. He whined and whined until I look at the older boy and asked for the dollar back so I could split it (come to find out it was all we had and couldn't split it) the boy said no. He and I argued (and I was pissed at his selfishness) until he was made a mistake and dropped the coin while he was cleaning up and I snatched it back. The younger boy magically produced two 50 cent pieces once he found out I didn't have change. I gave them each one and sent them on their way. It was an adventure for sure.<br />
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<br />Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-73148574407600987652014-11-03T08:17:00.001-08:002014-11-03T08:17:54.082-08:00Quito, Ecaudor<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjabXIhyphenhyphen2iyX1a84grxqbeNzmbrdgildzxYZXlF_BPZJEvOPbMztSnp9-odfhIdGP6BL_MoaQj8B-HyQd1VUhrDZusX5gqWpFeGzGGIB5a8YBxDh4vpmEII_JDQH1qGD0l-Dmo63Ua8g0WO/s1600/DSCN3495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjabXIhyphenhyphen2iyX1a84grxqbeNzmbrdgildzxYZXlF_BPZJEvOPbMztSnp9-odfhIdGP6BL_MoaQj8B-HyQd1VUhrDZusX5gqWpFeGzGGIB5a8YBxDh4vpmEII_JDQH1qGD0l-Dmo63Ua8g0WO/s1600/DSCN3495.JPG" height="200" width="150" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJlHwNA2q_RUPjqJXbMGax8-dSg7qY92Nk8VQqfxSFV3qN9J1d_hDwqja2QU0S2m3incxS3b0bxut_1tf57p8imYCo3c0k7xEsv5yhs2KTdyMTYg-ZRNbtICbnabBV9lriqz1rAEp8S1QS/s1600/DSCN3495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJlHwNA2q_RUPjqJXbMGax8-dSg7qY92Nk8VQqfxSFV3qN9J1d_hDwqja2QU0S2m3incxS3b0bxut_1tf57p8imYCo3c0k7xEsv5yhs2KTdyMTYg-ZRNbtICbnabBV9lriqz1rAEp8S1QS/s200/DSCN3495.JPG" height="200" width="0" /></a><br />
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When I go on my plus one vacations, I always want to go some where exotic. I am trying to go to every continent. I picked Ecuador solely for no visa in South America with the added bonus that it was below the equator. I later found out it used the US dollar. Do you know how nice it is not to exchange your money? You actually know how much your spending. I spent less than $400. Crazy huh. You would be amazed at people asking you why Ecuador, so now you know.<br />
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Our first day Chante and I went straight from work to Quito and arrived that night. I can't believe how quick it is to get to Quito. It is the same distance as Atlanta to LA. I thought I was going somewhere crazy far with bad jet lag, but I stayed in the same timezone and was only tired because it was midnight. I think I will go to South America more often!<br />
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The disturbing thing about the bathroom was the huge windows from the bathroom leading to a courtyard. There were no curtains, it made it a very "free" experience when showering and going to the bathroom. I have a slight obsession with bathrooms in foreign countries since it is the same act, but people have many ways and accessories on how you do it.The neighborhood we were in was a touristy area because everything was more expensive and more nice looking. It also was an arty area where there was a community center that had art classes, salsa dancing, and yoga. There was tagging and wall art with night entertainment. It was also super safe as cops were just walking around keeping peace. Another surprising thing was how many women were police. We even met some people from Mexico who came to train with their police.<br />
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This day taught us many things such as the wonderful public transport, but that Ecuadorans like mixing things together. Out street meat was a variation of what we ate the entire time. Chicken (on the bone and it was fried and tasted unreal...when was the last time I had a real piece of chicken on the bone?) with some veg such as shaved cabbage, mayo, rice, and fries. Fries don't really seem like they mix with rice, but somehow it does. We may have changed our meat, but we always had our rice and fries. Other thing I loved was fresh potato, plantain, and taro chips on the street. I had taro chips at Kroger in their chic health food section and they are pretty good, so when I saw them I went nuts.<br />
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Yep this is what happens when your bored at the Ceader City Shakespeare festival and you buy the "traditional" candy.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-18866702248267588322014-10-09T14:09:00.000-07:002014-10-09T14:09:00.857-07:00Throwback Lost! Call The FBI!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is outside of the castle where Sleeping Beauty, the legend, was written. Earlier that week I had been traveling, on my bike, to get from one strange French town to another medieval French town. I realized that I was lost in some woods. I started to laugh because a friend warned me that this was not a good plan to go by myself and she wanted to know where I was going, if I got lost she could call the FBI to have them come find me. Luckily I found my way, after much crying and freaking out.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-80245843322585092652014-10-02T16:15:00.000-07:002014-10-02T16:15:00.662-07:00Throwback WWll<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Dresden in 2003. Opa's home town still devastated by the war.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-44311531051468255882014-09-25T17:02:00.000-07:002014-09-25T17:02:00.228-07:00Throwback Aniversary<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yep I went there. I got married and am telling everyone, but the one I love.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-69861382158701315112014-09-18T17:00:00.000-07:002014-09-18T17:00:01.736-07:00Throwback Honeymoon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It was a year late, but one of my favorite pictures. It was an amazing day in Key West.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-73829818995524820122014-09-11T17:06:00.000-07:002014-09-11T17:06:00.128-07:00Throwback First Date<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ginza, our first date, is no longer in business. Which makes me more wistful then I would like to admit.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551235990136643826.post-46574476706801191602014-09-04T13:45:00.000-07:002014-09-04T13:45:00.248-07:00Throwback My Restaurant<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Found this jem in Cork Ireland.Annie Gedgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08696832369049706269noreply@blogger.com0