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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

War Wounds 2010

Let’s talk war wounds for a brief moment!

Obviously, I had plenty of war wounds on my neck in the past two months from various biopsies and to the surgery. Check out my war wounds at the various stages after the thyroid removal experience.
Next up on the war wound list at the Tracy House in Denver is…well…my mother! While I was still at home ‘resting’ from my surgery, Tutu fell out of bed and cracked her head open on the night stand table. She had to get two staples from a local clinic. Lovely. These pictures are the end result of this escapade! Finally, Jack felt empathy and wanted a war wound/wounds. He wore band-aids all over and then he started to place one on his neck to emulate his mama. How sweet! But at the same time, the day care provider was getting questions from folks about his various wounds and she had to explain that he really didn’t have one. Following her new experience in a local Colorado clinic, Tutu bought us flowers for the front porch while adds color and life to our brown house. With the new addition, the kids take their responsibilities of keeping them alive via watering very seriously. They each have a watering can of their own to use when they come home from school. Of course, these new bright flowers - - well, they bring bees so that's exciting for the boys to watch...or squeal (depending on their moods). One of the last outings we had with Tutu prior to her departure back to Chicago was to the Colorado Museum of Nature and Science. The boys enjoyed the hands-on activities but we bypassed the Body Worlds exhibit. Check out the view from the museum...perfect day and pictures of the city of Denver!

Late last week, Sara, Ryan’s coworker, came over and brought with her a half bushel of fresh Maryland blue crabs! Sara and Ryan almost picked all of them. Talk about tedious labor and stinking up the house. I didn’t mind as it reminded me of the beach in Fenwick. It was just funny how a smell can bring you back to a place and time in your life…isn’t there a Kenny Chesney song with those lyrics?