Patterns

 

First I have to congratulate my "Little" which is what the people we mentor through Big Brothers Big Sisters are know as. She graduated from High School on Friday and I was able to go watch and act like a proud mom. I even got to wave at her from the stands and she gave me that embarassed, 'why are you acting like that?' look. It was great to know that after four years together she gets to go out into the world and even go to college! I am in fundraising mode again for the Race for the Kids. You'll all be getting those wonderful soliciting e-mails soon!

Patterns, there have been some interesting ones lately. Friday I was headed to our soccer game, though Scott could only watch with all his injuries. We thought it might get rained out, but instead the clouds turned this crazy pattern and stopped raining. I've never seen anything like it before, they looked like someone had given a three year old kid a bingo marker and the kid had stamped it all over the sky in the form of clouds. On the soccer field I played defense and stopped a few balls with my legs. I also did a really great move where I threw a ball in and the momentum plus the wet field made me slip and fall forward. I felt oh so graceful. Later I noticed a nice little ball pattern along with the bruises and some turf burn on my knee. Quite lovely for summer skirt weather. Turf is not nearly as forgiving as real grass. As we were leaving the game a fire truck was blaring and pulled straight up to the corner we happened to be standing on. Apparently they were headed for a guy who was standing on the same corner. This is becoming an unfortunate pattern, since just this Tuesday we were in a coffee shop when the fire alarm went off and the firemen along with three fire trucks showed up. I don't think there was actually a fire.

I also saw the cab that we were in last week that when it crunched into another cab. Apparently the way you fix your bumper is just to tape it up with packing tape. I'd have gone for duct tape, but I this probably looks better. I didn't manage to grab a picture of that. So sorry.

 

 

Lions and Tigers and... Dinos?

Poor Scott, he's got all kinds of injuries. Not only does he have a hole in his face. He also has a dinosaur on his arm. Ok, it's not actually a dinosaur, but it looks like that to me. It's a large foam block that keeps his finger elevated because he had minor surgery on it to remove a bump on his finger. I think it was extra bone of some sort, but it bothered him so they chopped it off (the bump not the finger). Scott used his foam block as an umbrella carrier and took it off for some pictures in brooklyn bridge park, where we took our guests Jen and Alan who were visiting from Arizona. They left today, but we're looking forward to more company soon!

Oh What a Night

So I got off early this Friday, thinking that I'd show our friends Jen and Alan who are in town, a good time. We headed out to check out Central Park and FAO Schwartz, and Rockefeller Center and Times Square. Then we had some early dinner at a cute little Italian place and headed over to my and Scott's first soccer game of the season. Jen and Alan were all set to be spectators and the game was going along fine with our team dominating the field. I even got a few shots in from the backfield since it's really quite a tiny field. Well the small size of the field seemed to work against Scott because he and someone on the other team were both watching the ball as it came towards them and both turned to run after it at the same moment, not realizing that they were near each other they basically body slammed right into each other. It was like a cartoon, they just smacked and both went straight down on their backs. Scott looked a little wobbly when he stood up so I made him sit back down and sure enough he had a bloody mouth. The guy was short enough compared to him that Scott had gotten a nice headbutt. He had a slice right above his lip and the consensus was that he needed stitches. So our team recruited 2 new people and Scott, Jen and I left for our hospital visit. I tried urgent care centers, but apparently Friday night is not the time to try those. So we sat in the waiting room, empty except for slightly anxious groups of people and a security guard. Finally the triage nurse came and called a few people's names. I'm not sure what would have happened if something really serious came through the doors because there was no medical personnel in sight. Two girls on our left were telling someone how the one girl had taken a spill off her bike and had a skinned up knee. She said she was wearing a helmet but still felt banged up. Though in the end she seemed to decide it wasn't worth waiting for hours to be sure so they left. Another group came in with a 20 something girl and they said she just lost her sight, she can't see, she had an allergic reaction. They just looked at her and said, there's nothing we can do, just sit down and wait. Though her wait was considerably shorter than other people's. She got in in about 5 minutes. Still, sheesh! Scott finally got called and was put on the fast track line so Jen and Alan went to go hang out in the neighborhood while we waited some more. The first doctor we saw said we had the option of getting a plastic surgeon and we weren't sure, but eventually she said we'd probably be happier with one, so she called him, which of course meant more waiting. The plastic surgeon was really nice and he at least numbed Scott up before yanking on the wound, unlike the first doctor lady. The cut went all the way through to the inside of his mouth. At least there were no loose teeth. Scott thought it was cool that he got stitches on the inside and one in the muscle and three on the outside. Silly boy. When we finally got discharged Scott was still up for going to see our friend for their birthday, which was the original plan. We decided to take a cab because waiting hours for trains at that point didn't sound fun. So we all piled in and had gone less than a mile when scraaaaaape. Our cab driver decided he should turn into the other lane shaving it too close and running into another cab. So the cab drivers stop and put on their blinkers and get out of the car. Completely ignoring us passengers. So we throw the guy 5 bucks and hopped out to catch another cab. We finally got where we were going, but didn't stay long since Scott had had a long day. I did get a text from our soccer team saying that they'd won 6-1 for us. Scott is feeling alright this morning. It's still tender, but we're all ok and Jen and Alan have a good adventure story to tell. Oh yeah, they also ended up hanging out with the friends of the "blind" lady. Those people said she ate shellfish and had only had mild reactions before, but this time it was way worse, and that they knew you had to play it up to get seen in the ER quickly. I took note of that for next time. Now Scott and I will have matching scars :)