First up - Easter weekend. On the Friday before Easter I headed up to Anacortes to my friend Mugs house. She's a very crafty person, as you can tell if you look at her blog. I strive to be crafty, but I'm not very creative on my own, and for some reason, any time I attempt a craft, it never looks like the example I copied it from. I had been reading Mugs' blog and saw that she had made some fun Easter cards. I love rabbits, and have an insane collection of them (I know most people know me for my cats, but I've actually had rabbits since I was 4, and I have a huge collection of figurines, stuffed rabbits, decorations and other random things - well over 500 rabbit things) and her Easter cards were made with some really cute rabbit stamps. Once I told her that I loved the stamps, she invited me over for some Easter craftiness. We ended up making some egg holders using green card stock and the bunny stamps. I know that I am clearly not creative on my own because this was actually a fairly easy project, yet its something that I never would have thought of on my own. Another way to tell that my crafting ability is less than stellar is the reaction of my husband when I came home with my projects that afternoon. Mugs had made an example egg holder which she gave to me along with the ones that I made. I came home excited about my creations and showed them to Mr. V. He promptly picked up the only egg holder that I did NOT make and said "This one is my favorite!" Needless to say, he felt pretty guilty when he realized that he didn't compliment my own creations.
I really liked the egg holders though, so I made some more once I got home with my own stamps. I'm not as excited about them as I was about the original ones, because my stamps weren't as cute (in my opinion). I had a bunch of rabbit stamps from my rabbit collection that I used, but I really liked the ones that my friend had, so that sent me on an ebay search for them. She had gotten them in the dollar bin at Michael's, which I checked out, but there weren't any left. I managed to find all 3 of the stamps on ebay. Of course, they weren't $1 each. They were $2 each, plus $2.50 shipping. I did yell at ebay in an attempt to explain to the computer that these stamps should only cost $1, but since the computer obviously can't understand me, I sighed, and bought all 3 of the stamps at their raised cost.
Here are some pictures. The first picture has all of the egg holders that I made with my friend. The second picture has the ones that I made once I came home.
Later on that day, I went to Mt. Vernon for yet another post surgery doctor's appointment. Back in January when I had the cast taken off my face and the stitches removed from my nose, I noticed that there was this bump of skin on the left side of my nose that looked really bad. It looked like a stitch had pulled too tightly and created a type of skin flap. Gross, I know. I asked the doctor about it because it was really bothering me cosmetically (It didn't hurt but I hated the way it looked). He assured me that it was nothing but scar tissue and that it would go away eventually. I was still annoyed by it, but I listened to him and left the issue alone. About a month later, I had another follow up appointment. By this time a lot of the swelling in my nose had gone down, which made this bump look even larger and more annoying to me. I pointed it out to him again. Again, he told me it was scar tissue and I would have to patient because not all of my swelling had gone down and I was still healing. Fine. For the next month this stupid piece of skin on my nose drove me crazy. I know that my surgery was ultimately to fix my sinuses. But he also did the small amount of cosmetic work mixed in with that. So to me, I saw no reason why I had to have this obnoxious, ugly skin bump on my nose. I stopped myself from getting annoyed about it by telling myself that I could breathe better now and that's what was really important, but still...on my next doctor's visit, I pointed it out to him AGAIN!
I thought that the bump actually looked bigger this time around. But since he said it was nothing but scar tissue, I had just assumed that as the swelling in my face continued to decrease, this thing just looked bigger because everything else around it looked smaller. This time around, he actually looked at it though. During the previous appointments he just glanced at it, assured me that it was scar tissue and then ignored my complaints. This time he looked closely. Then he seemed to get concerned. He moved me into a different room so he could look at it under a magnifying glass. And what did he find??? NOT scar tissue. Apparently, I was right. It was bigger. And it had nothing to do with the swelling. It was bigger because it WASN'T SCAR TISSUE!! It was a dissolveable stitch that had never dissolved when it should have! It was slowly getting infected, which was why the bump was getting bigger. So what should have been a simple, quick doctor's appointment turned into me laying on a table, while the doctor stuck a huge needle in my face to numb my nose. (Too bad he couldn't numb me before he put the needle in because that thing hurt like hell...and it didn't help that I saw how big the needle was.) Then he cut open the bump, drained out the infection, cut out the stitch, cut off the leftover skin from the bump, stitched it back up, and then said to me "I'm really glad that you pointed this out to me. If you hadn't, that could have turned into a really bad infection." Now don't get me wrong. I like this doctor. I think he did a good job on my surgery. He fixed things that my previous doctor hadn't even been willing to fix. But seriously?? I pointed this out to him 2 months ago!!! Ugh...I was so annoyed. So I went home with a newly stitched up, bloody nose (at least it looked bloody, but it was just where he had cut it open), and guess what? Now I have no bump there. I have no scar tissue, nothing. Just a flat surface like I wanted originally when I pointed this out to him! This was definitely not a fun way to end my day.
The next day Mr. V and I headed off to a friend's house for an Easter dinner on the day before Easter. After dinner, the ladies dyed Easter eggs while the guys played video games. When we were done dying the eggs, we presented the eggs to the guys and asked them to pick their favorite just for fun. Mr. V had already learned his lesson from picking the wrong egg holder the day before, so he managed to never chose an egg, and just declare that he "liked them all equally". The other guys followed suit and refused to pick an egg for fear that they would pick one that their wife didn't make.
Here's a picture of myself and my friends Mrs. M and Mrs. S :-) and our eggs. Then a picture of the guys absorbed in their video game. Then a picture of the guys "judging" the eggs. I love the judging picture because they were VERY intent on choosing the correct egg so it took them a while to fully analyze them all.
There's lots more to update about but I guess I've rambled enough for this particular post! I'll update again later tonight or tomorrow with stories about the rest of my week :-).
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