Unrelenting heat!

Seriously, I can't take this heat anymore. The weather man announced that we are 60 some straight days with 90 plus degree highs. (And that was about 10 days ago.) I'm sooooo OVER it! Tops of some trees are fried and have turned brown and the leaves fell off. It's very sad. And is it bad that temps like 91 or 92 don't feel that bad anymore? If only the humidity would let up a little bit we'd be in great shape! I'm just so ready for fall..... and football!

Dave's on GI consults this month, so he's working 8-5ish with weekends off. Last weekend we laid around ALL weekend. It was raining too, so we never got off the couch. We were laughing because we thought it was just the best weekend and thought, this is what normal married couples feel like. They get to see each other most weekends. It was glorious!

I thought this weekend was glorious too, I don't think Dave did so much. We were up bright at early Saturday, and had went through the basement and had it organized by 9:30am. It felt great to get that done, and we went through all of our drawers and closets to take things to Goodwill. Let me just tell you that Dave has about 5 boxes full of CD's and a few DVD's, and 10 boxes of books!! I told him to not even worry about going through all that until we move somewhere more permanent. We've already decided that we're paying someone to move us to the next place. Well, more like my dad TOLD me that we were going to pay someone to move us, because he's never doing that again.

Oh, I don't think I ever mentioned that we found 2 fleas on Oscar about a week or two ago. I freaked. I mean, most of you know that I'm already pretty anal about things, and my whole deal with having an indoor dog is that when you walk into my home, I want there to be no indication that an animal lives here. And fleas.....wellllll, that's an indication.

I called the vet, got a special pill on top of the monthly treatments he gets to kill the fleas. I bathed him in Dawn dish soap while Dave went to Walmart to buy a yard treatment spray and Bo-rax (I'm not sure if I'm saying it right, is that a southern pronunciation? These new words, I don't even know anymore if it's the first time I've ever heard of it.) Well anyway, you put the bo-rax on the carpets and sprinkle it on the floors to kill any flea larva that has fallen off. The good thing is I don't have any carpet, only area rugs, so it's easier to get all the flea larva. I may have went a little overboard, Dave told me if someone were to walk into our house, they'd think that we were crack heads with a ton of cocaine all over the floors. (Because bo-rax is white and powdery for those of you who were unaware of it's existence, as I was.)

Anyway, we are still seeing a few fleas on him, so we did the whole thing over again yesterday. I also gave him some benadryl for the itching, and the poor thing, Dave was pulling him to come over, and he just went and fell right on over! Not graceful, straight legged and all, on his side. He was a drunk puppy. Poor baby.

As many of you have probably heard, my cousin Preston was very sick this past week up in Omaha. It really has been a very looong week. I can only imagine how long it has been for him, and my aunt Pam and uncle Steve. He's doing better though, thank the Lord for that!! Again, it puts things in to perspective and reminds me that I really want to get closer to home. There's nothing we can do about that now, but just praying that for fellowships we will be able to be closer. I mean, ultimately we want to be in Omaha, but I can't get my hopes up. If you'd like to visit his carepage the link is below.

Read the update now: http://www.carepages.com/carepages/PrestonVikingFan/updates/2758709?client_code=chsomaha&ipc=mur

Hope all is well with everyone up north! I'm sooo ready for Husker football! Unfortunately, we won't be getting many of their games until next year when we're officially part of the Big 10! Okay, talk to y'all soon!

Love,

sarah

Holy cow! It's been over a month!

So I just got back from home and had some requests to post more often. Which I will try to do, but last month.... Well....let's just say I was living by the motto, "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."

Last month Dave was on his first rotation of his 2nd year, it was GI (gastroenterology) which he wants to do, so he enjoyed it. I, however, didn't. He was regularly working 80-90 hrs a week. One weekend I saw him for 4 hours. The combination of never seeing your husband and wanting to go home makes me into an emotional wreck. More of an emotional wreck than what I normally am; which, I know is VERY hard to believe. I did however get flowers at work, which was very nice and thoughtful, but still doesn't replace having him home. It was hard because I was under the impression that 2nd year was going to get better and I was very disappointed.

This month should be much better though, he's on consults which means he works no weekends! One of my friend's down here, (another wife) and I were talking about how great it is to just have them home for a whole weekend, it feels so surreal. Like we live a normal life with normal hours. Her baby turned 1 in the middle of July. And it was funny, because I went over to help her set up for the party and her husband made it home and was able to feed their baby, Kate, dinner for the first time all month. It's the little things in life....

We've started going to another church here in town, well, it's in Homewood. A lot of residents go there, and one of our couple friends go there. So that's nice. Funny story though, the week before I left to go home, so about 2 weeks ago, the pastor stopped by one evening to drop off some information and to chat. Well, Oscar was in the back yard, and that the very same time I let him in, Dave had the front door open and Oscar bolted! I was out there in my bare feet running into our neighbors yard, and Oscar's running from us like it was a game. I was just worried he'd get into the road. I was yelling at Dave, and yelling at Oscar....the whole time not realizing that the nice old man standing at the door was the pastor of the new church we'd been going to. I was a sweaty mess by the time we got him corralled, and by we I mean Dave, I, AND the pastor. The secret trick: Doggie treats with peanut butter. Peanut butter will stop him in his tracks anytime---anywhere.

So anyway, back to my time at home. I was there for a week, and it was sooooo great! Michelle and Alex were there, and it was very relaxing. It FLEW by, which is very unfortunate, but I expected that. We had a weenie roast one night (my little cousin Will referred to it as the wee-wee roast. He's 2, and he was terrified, of the "wee-wee roast") I could hear the concern in voice one afternoon on the way home from the pool when he was questioning it. I did frequent the pool with my little cousins. Will doesn't like me to touch him or play with him much. At one point I tried to play with him, and he told me to go sit back down on the steps. He went back to jumping around, turning in circles, and singing "Mary had a Little Lamb." I'm sure I looked like a very negligent baby-sitter. Sitting on my butt while the child is singing to himself. His brother Henry, who's going into the 1st grade, was practicing his dives one day. And as I'm sitting on the edge of the pool I look across and see writing on the other side. I then proceed to lift my butt cheek and I see that right by the "NO" on my left, says "DIVING" under my a**. Oops.

All in all, leaving home was hard. I'm never one to wish my life away, but I cannot WAIT until we're back in Nebraska. Hopefully this month will be MUCH better, so then I'll post more because I'll have nice things to say. I'm sorry if you get tired of hearing me complain, I'm really not totally miserable. OH! Oscar got a hair cut....a SHAVE! It's not like a buzz cut, but it's verrrry short, which is good for this heat. It's been 90-100 + for the last few weeks, months for that matter. He now looks like an anorexic giraffe. We really do feed him, he's just lean like his parents. Hah! Hope all is well....can't wait for fall time and football, and more importantly cool weather.

Can you imagine wearing sweats and a good ol' pot of chili?! MmmmmMmmm...can't wait!