I know I started this blog to document our trip
through IVF. However, right now, there
isn’t much to tell. I have a bone
density scan this afternoon. It’s
supposed to be pretty quick and super easy.
I don’t even have to get undressed.
Finally, a doctor that doesn’t want to see me naked! ;-)
The only rule is to wear comfy clothes with as little metal as
possible. Check and check!!
However, I did want to write today about our night
last night. Something hilarious
happened. I bet you’re dying to hear
what, right? Well, I’m going to build up
to it…Laura style (which equals long-winded).
There are two things that you learn pretty quickly
when you get to know me:
1. I love to
dance! I dance a lot. No, I should rephrase; I dance in public a
lot. Todd doesn’t love it. He’s always telling me to stop when people
are around. I think it’s because he
can’t hear the music in my head; otherwise, he’d be dancing with me. I always tell him that he should be grateful
for my lack of inhibitions about dancing because people look at him and think,
“Oh, how sweet. He stayed with her even
after her head injury.” J See? Silver lining.
2. I talk a lot…and
really fast when I’m excited about something.
I didn’t realize how bad it was until earlier this year. I went to visit my cousin, Bradette, in Kansas
City. It was just the two of us all
weekend, shopping for new furniture for her amazing apartment. Anyway, at one point, she said, “Have you
always talked this much?!” Ha! I’ve been a lot more conscious of my talking
since then, but it doesn’t usually stop me.
You should hear me after a 5-hour energy has kicked in. Todd says that when I get on one of my story
tangents, he just thinks to himself that I have to stop at some point to
breathe. Oh, such funny people in my
life.
Anyway, those two points come together to lead to
the next part of the story. I LOVE TO
TALK ABOUT DANCE!!! I started taking an
adult dance class from my old dance teacher, Patti Parrish. It’s like going home. I didn’t realize how much I missed organized
dance. AND, it’s completely different to
me now that I’m an adult. I appreciate
it so much more. The things we do are so
familiar because I grew-up doing them week after week, but now, I feel like I
have a different understanding and appreciation for the stretches and steps. Don’t even get me started on how much I love
Miss Patti!! I’m going to dedicate an
entire blog to her soon, but I’m working on it.
J
SO, back on track.
I got home last night and was revisiting the entire 2 hours of dance
class with Todd. I know he has to love
every story and watching me show him what I learned that night. (By the way, if anyone has a suggestion for
how to practice tap dances at home without ruining your taps or your floors, I
would love to hear.) I was so into my
story as we moved into the bedroom. Todd
was on his side of the bed, checking his phone, of course. I crawled up on the bed on my knees, completely
consumed with the story I was telling.
Then, I went to sit back on my rear, Indian-style. However, I was too close to the edge of the
bed, and my rear literally went right over.
I hit the floor, catching myself with my right cheek and right
hand. Absolutely nothing stopped my
fall. It happened so fast. When I realized I hadn’t broken anything, I
immediately told Todd that I was fine, so he wouldn’t panic. Then, we laughed. We laughed, and we laughed. It’s really one of those moments that you
probably should have been there. However,
you just have to imagine this chatter box going on and on and on, climbing up
on the bed, and literally falling backwards off the side. It reminds me of that scene in Cruel
Intentions when Ryan Phillipe pushes the girl off him, and she just rolls
off the bed. Very close visual
there! Silver lining…Todd found a way to
shut me up. J
Happy Thursday, everyone!
I didn't have to be there, apparently, I just laughed out loud!!! Glad you are OK though!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad I made you laugh, Nicho!
DeleteI'm laughing!!
DeleteI'm also rather delighted that I finally accomplished a comment on here.
ReplyDeleteI'm proud of you, Bradette! Sorry it was such a pain. Stupid Blogger!!
DeleteOk, I am finding that I can imply comment when other people have commented. I can't be the first one. Any hints?
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