Thankful Thursday

Yesterday, I was most thankful that I was going to have today off.  I've been putting in a lot of hours at work and coming home exhausted.  Add to that, Melon Knee has been keeping me at night.  I told Sam I wasn't doing anything, talking to anyone or going anywhere today!  Thankfully, so far, so good!

Only at Sand Creek . . .

It was a glorious day again at Sand Creek!  Tim and I took two mom's named JoAnna with three children each (what are the odds of that!?!) to the high ropes first thing this morning.  We followed that up with some zipping and then the afternoon hit!  Large crowds, fun crowds, crazy crowds for the rest of the day!

Only at Sand Creek . . .

Can you zip with the boys and their moms at 1; zip with boys from Canada at 2; do the high ropes with the same boys and a family from Webster (they were so surprised we even knew where that was!); and finish your day off with a zipping family from Eden Prairie!  Another lovely day at Sand Creek!

What's in Your Wallet?

Well, for twenty-six elementary school phy ed teachers and two student teachers in the Apple Valley/Eagan/Rosemount District, a CPR card with my name on it!

Sabrina and I co-taught CPR for them yesterday afternoon.  You couldn't have found a nicer bunch any where!

And the winner is . . .

Do you remember my post last month re: my niece Joy and I?  She was having a baby.  I was having a new knee.  We were competing to see who would have what first.  

The knee actually was officially stitched in roughly thirty-six hours before Benjamin arrived.  Looking at this picture, though, wouldn't you say we were both winners?   

That's little Benjamin and I on Monday night.  His family was in town and we had a wonderful spur of the moment dinner together.

Joy and her family live about 45 minutes south of International Falls where her husband Cory is a pastor.  Like they said, they don't get away often, but on Monday we were so glad they did!

Enjoy an almost two-family pic, with just Cory and Matt missing.

I offered to keep that sweetie sitting next to me!

The Surgeon and The P.T., an Update

Today was my lucky day!  First I got to see my surgeon at 8:50 a.m.  Then my favorite P.T. began torture at 9:20 a.m.  Here are the reports:

The Surgeon

Tad was well pleased!  My x-rays showed everything in alignment.  My kneecap was tracking as it should.  The new implants were doing exactly what they should be doing.  We were off to an awesome start.  

Then he looked at my knee.  I have what he calls two "hot spots", areas that are not healing.  It could be nothing, it could be my internal stitches working their way out, it could be an infection.  We're hoping for the first could be, planning on the second could be and preparing for the third.  Feel free to pray that it is nothing.  Stay tuned . . .   

The P.T.

I love Laura.  She explains things well.  Gives me the truth.  Challenges me.  

Today I flattened my knee to a 1, a stupid lousy one.  I was a six last week.  I need to be a zero.  

Today I bent my knee to 117.  Last week was 120.  

Friends, I'm not happy.  I'm tired.  Tired of not sleeping.  Tired of Melon Knee.  Tired of P.T.  Tired of not getting the results we want.  And that's just on the P.T. side.   Want to go home?  I'm tired of a house that's a mess.  I'm tired of getting groceries.  I'm tired of laundry.  I'm just plain joking tired, but . . .

"I press on toward the goal to win the prize

for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus."

Philippians 3:14   

Only at Sand Creek - on a Sunday!

It is rare that we do not have fun at Sand Creek . . .

Today started off a bit scary with one staff not showing up and another cancelling at the last minute.  That left Ethan and I, but we were up for the challenge.  We had his gecko cheering us on!

Enter Maverick, age eight.  We taught him and his mother, Megan, how to buddy zip.  They had a blast, along with the other six people in their group.

Our 3:00 p.m. group all arrived early and we started their zip early because weather radar showed that rain was coming.  Sure enough, it hit solidly on Platform Three.  Not a soul complained.  We were all laughing and having fun.

I was the first one to the top of the hill and two ladies were waiting there.

"We have a 4:00 zip."

"You must be our 4:30 zip."

"Well, maybe it's 4:15.  But it's pouring rain and we're not going."

"That's fine.  You can reschedule."

"Well, let's do it."

"I'm not the scheduler."

"Well, who is?"

Ms. Rude and Impolite (I was mentally using a word that rhymed with hitch and ditch) continued to berate us and shower us with negativity.  Like we controlled the weather?!?  She's needs to meet the Man who does!  During her rant which included Ethan, I and the owner, I noticed she was NOT wearing the proper shoes for zipping.  

I smiled and said, "You couldn't have zipped today anyway.  You need to wear close toed shoes."  Sorry, friends, but it felt good and it shut her up for just a few seconds.