My Husband Breaks a lot...

So my husband plays rugby...kind of like contact soccer with no pads. At least that's how I understand it, but I don't even understand soccer, so I'm probably not the best person to ask.  Anyway, it's pretty BA.  They had a game on Saturday and Adam wasn't expecting to play.  I had to leave at half time to go to my sister-in-law's baby shower.  While I was there, I left my phone in the car (as per usual) and so when Heidi and I left, I got in the car and checked my phone.  I had a missed call from Adam like 1.5 hrs earlier and a text reading: hey just fyi i am at the hospital er i got hit hard on the head. All nonchalant like.  Great.

  So I called and then Heidi and I went to the ER and found him there.  Anyways, he broke his outer eyebrow bone to put it in terms I understand (I'm the math person, remember).  I brought him home and then went to Walmart to get his drugs and some groceries.  We went and got Panda and then watched a movie on Netflix like a normal night. Now he has a black eye and has to go see an ENT to check up on everything.  No big deal.

Don't worry though guys, he's still able to warm up my rice bag for me.  

Weirdness...kind of like tallness

First off, let me just say that I remember how to spell weird correctly because it is weird. As in the e comes before the i because it's weird and doesn't follow the silly English rules.  They're more like guidelines anyway, because let's face it, they only work about half the time.


Anyway, I've always been kind of a weird and crazy person once you get to know me, but I thought that I had simmered down since I got married.  Well, I figured out it was the birth control and now that I'm not on it anymore and I don't cry all the time, I'm just as crazy as ever!  It makes me happy when I'm crazy because then Adam or whoever I'm with laughs at me and I like to make people laugh and feel like I'm funny:) Even though they're just laughing at me because I'm ridiculous, it's practically the same thing, right?


So, now that I'm exciting and weird again, why not share it online so that maybe even more people can smile at how strange I am? Lucky you, I'm gonna try.  So here's one episode of me having a conversation with myself and ending in an awesome pun:


Kd: Let's share a piece of bread.
Adam: Ok?
Kd, as she tears the bread into little sacrament sized pieces: This will be our kids favorite snack!(Then after thinking about that statement) Maybe that's not a good idea, we go to church and they take a whole handful of bread and say: YES! Sacrament!...More like Snackrament!!!


Train of thought there was great, I know. But the best part is-why was I even tearing the bread into little sacrament sized pieces in the first place?  I guess 21 years of three hour church just gets to you.  It could happen to you...