Voldemort the Wart

the weather simply couldn't be nicer here. i used to think arkansas got wonderful spring days. then i moved to SLC. wow, it's like 65 or 70 degrees, and absolutely NO HUMIDITY!! my hair loves it. i've never had so many good hair days in a row. we still have the snow capped mountains nearby to look at and enjoy, yet spring weather. it would be incredibly perfect if it weren't for one thing: voldemort the wart. i've had a plantar wart on the 3 digit of my left foot for some 3 months now. when i first got the wart, i didn't know what it was. i felt something hurting on the bottom of my toe, and saw this little speck, and knew i had seen something like it, somewhere else before. but i just couldn't put my finger on what! so it went on like that for a month. then i talked to my sister and described what it was and she said, "silly, it's a wart!". i was like, oh, duh. so i started using that liquid wart remover (but i got the off-brand from our super target- yeah, the west has super targets. they have everything walmart has but it's way swankier) anyway, maybe that's why the liquid stuff just wouldn't stay on. or maybe it's the fact that the wart is on the bottom corner of my toe and is a really hard place to keep anything on. well, that just wasn't working so i tried the wart removal patches. they were really starting to work, but then i went climbing for 4 days and the patch fell off on day 1 and voldemort returned with vengeance. so, right about this time in my wart's history, i desided that such a seemingly permanent fixture of my foot deserved a name, so that i could refer to it as more than 'it' or 'the wart'. so indecent! eric actually came up with the name: voldemort. shout out to all the other harry potter fans. thanks to night shift i read all 6 of the books in like, 6 weeks. and then i watched the movies. which, by the way, are much different than the books. good movies, but sometimes a completely different story line. i was thinking the other day that i was really ahppy i wasn't a movie producer. how can you take a book, written so eloquently and elaborately, and diminish it down to a screen play? and then direct it. produce it. process it. edit it. that seems really hard. i'm glad i am not a movie producer/director/editor. but, back to voldemort. today, i decided i had had enough. after the climbing-patch-falling-off-incident i tried to use the patches again, but to no avail. he had returned and decided that no such little patch could daunt his efforts to take over my entire foot. right about this time i grew afraid that they would have to remove my entire toe in order to get rid of the wart. i deal with a lot of diabetics at work, and when a diabetic gets a sore or something on their foot, theywill almost certainly lose that toe and quite possibly lose the entire foot. so i begin to have nightmares about losing my whole toe. so i made an appt with a dermatologist. i waited over an hour this mroning for a 5 minute appointment. doens't that stink? why is it always like that in the dr office? i just don't see where they get so off schedule. if i ever work in a dr office, i will make sure that all patient's are seen in a timely way. yes, you can all come to my Dr's office. it will be very punctual. punctual polly. yes. anyway, i waited forever. then he came in with the liquid nitro. ouch! it really hurt. at first you're like okay, i can take this, but then the aftershock sets in , and that pain is worse than the pain while they are actually freezing it. the Dr gave me this scary looking loopy instrument and told me in 7-10 days i should scrape/cut off the top of voldemort. he's not happy about it. he's been complaining all day. so this took like 5 minutes and was a whole days worth of pain. and thte worse part is, i was going climbing with coby this afternoon. and then the Dr told me i couldn't climb for 10 days!! 1O DAYS! doesn't he know it's prime climbing season?! geez, why didn't i get rid of volde back in january when there was nothing to do but snowboard?! anywya, i talked to coby, who freaked out b/c i am leaving for a backpacking trip in 13 days, which means she won't get to climb for the 13 days plus the 12 i am gone on the trip. poor coby. and her old boyfriend is coming to visit and she wants to be on top of her game so badly. i am her only climbing partner, which kinda stinks b/c i f i become out of commission, so does she. she told me that ppl climb with sprained wrists b/c they don't want to get out of shape. i was thinking, "what are you trying to say? i should climb with the ex-voldemort half frozen half trying to come back alive and kicking?!" so i am going to play it by ear. if it hurts too much i wn't climb. but if he doesn't, then i will c limb. i can't not climb for 10 days. that would be bad right now cuz we are just gettin gon top of everything. literally. but then, smart me, goes to the mall to get a mothers day card and use a gift cert i had and then i had to go to the grocery store and now volde is really mad. he's complaining and i'm not even moving. my whole foot is throbbing. this is awful! and all for such a little guy. sooo, it's one of the loveliest days yet, and i have to stay inside and try to be nice to my dying wart. warts are over rated. this sucks!

i have been reading a good book on esther yang's recommendation. called the red tent. interesting take on an old bible story about jacob and his wives and sons and t hen about Dinah, the daughter who got raped or something like that. i dno't remember the bible story exacly and haven' gotten that far int eh book yet. but it is an entertaining book. not good literature per se, but a good entertaining book. a 'beach book' as my old high school english teacher would say. nothing to explicate or write an AP essay on.

to all those smoothie lovers: i have found a good and healthy recipe for smoothies at home! i bough t a back of mixed berries from walmart, a carton of vanilla yogurt and came home to my awesome (and truly it is a beauty) black kitchen aid blender. it rocks. it really does. so i put some yogurt, mixed berries, ice, and a little milk into the beautiful blender and whirled away. it was really yummy. and if you think about it, really healthy. enjoy.

i have to work night shift this week. wed, thurs, and friday night. i'll prolly get around to blogging then, and i bet it's going to be kinda weird. like who blogs at 4 am? not me. except on night shift. i hate night shift. maybe i'll save my complaining for when i am in the moment and i can accurately describe the terrible feelings lack of sleep can give you. they say that driving while tired (ie when i am driving home in the morning after working) is like driving on the quivalent of 4 beers. i believe it. my distance judgement is somewhat impaired when i dirve home. like pulling up behind cars i think i am farther away than i actually am. i haven't hit anythingi yet, and i pray every timei drive home. but it is scary. watch out for night shift nurses on the interstate and stop lights intersections!

eric is leaving this friday for a whole week. that's a long time. he's going to seattle for the MRI conference. i wonder if he will see lots of 'seattle-ish' ppl (again, see gennie's blog. maybe i should copy that post here so eveyone will know what i am talking about. gennie will at least) i am sad that he is leaving for so long. a week is a long time for a spouse to be gone. id id it to him in march when i went back to AR for a wedding. i felt bad for him then, now i feel bad fo rme! fortuantely, i work 3 of those days, and some of the nights. when he leaves i'll be in a drunken stupor from not enough sleep, so i won't really miss him until i wake up that evening and have to make my breakfast on my won. eric makes my breakfast. i make dinner. but he always faithfully pours my cereal, and toasts my cinnamin raisen bread, and pours me some water and makes my tea. that way i can sleep in a little longer and stil get ready at a normal pace. cuz it takes me a bit longer than he to get ready. it's truly a nice thing for a husband to do for his wife.

not that i am in the market for children, (not for 10 years!) i heard a really sweet girl name the other day that i thought i would keep in the back of my head for a girl some day (again, 10 years away at this point!) TRUDY. isn't that sweet? kinda old fashioned like my name, yet imcredibly darling and cute. i can see this cute girl right now with the name of trudy. now, no one else that reads this blog can name any of their future or current offspring trudy. i claim it. you prolly don't like it enough anyway. i wrote it in the back of my bible so i will always have it. someday, some day i'll have a little trudy. :)

i had dinner last sunday night with a doctor and his wife taht eric and i met on the ski lift. random huh? he's really nice though, i recognized his name from it being on our white board to call for questions. he took off his helmet on the lift and i was like, do you work at the U? and he said yes. he ended up skiing with us the rest of the day. it was nice. it was fun to meet his wife. it's pretty incredible that 2 sets of complete strangers can get together for a meal and actually have decent conversation. there weren't even any awkward moments. they are a really nice couple, and they understand where eric is in his life. our newer friends don't quite sympathize with all the studying eric hs to do b/c they are all done with school. so his new couple, phil and erin, understand quite well. it was fun. that's how we've had to make friends here in utah: just put ourselves out there. meet random ppl, get their number, find out if they are christian or LDS, and come up with someting to do. i met jessie for coffee yesterday, and got to share 'ourstories'. it wasf un. girl talk. getting to know another girl. it made me feel connected more to salt lake, and our new friends. jessie is married to matt. and another girl i really like is natalie. she is married to joe, who is 39 and a hoot. he makes me laugh mre than anyone else. he doesn't act 39 at all. it's so fun to have married couple friends. it makes a big differenc in what you talk about and the understanding level between you. like when any of us wants to go home to see their spouse, the rest of us can totally understand. just go. i understand you need to be with your husband for dinner. b/c thats what i would want in return. i really like hanging out with joe and nat, and jessie and matt. on sunday after church we played volleyball in quite possibly the most beautiful volleyball court ever. it was in park city, the weather was like today, and when you looked across the court through the net you saw snw capped moutnains. the court was really ncie with new white sand so we played bare foot. i wish i was good at volleyball. i am terrible. really bad. but i can serve well. i don't know wher ei learned to do that, bu every one of my serves made it over the net on sunday. i was proud of myself. i coudln't hit the ball any other time though. volleyball was never my strong point. but it's one of thse hard core sports where i want to be able to take of fmy shirt and play in a swim suit with a totally ripped set of abs. that's super hard core. hard core like rock climbing is hard core. "cuz you're not hard core, unless yo u live hard core, and the legend of the rent was way hard core" thank you jack black and school of rock. that's a great movie. i hate jack black. he's crude with a kinda of stupid sense of humor(but that's b/c i like dry, witty humor. not the dumb and dumber kinda of humor) but he actually does a good job with this movie. speaking of movies, eric has never seen a princess bride. so we tried to rent it from the library, but it was so scratched that we only made it half way through the fire swamp before having to turn it off. so he sitl hasn't seen it. although i tried to quote it for him line by line (and i almost got it entirely correct) it's just not the same as actually seeing humperdinck and all the rest.

if you have made it this far in my blog, congratulations. this is quite long. i am impressed that you can read that much of my mind's eye. i just kinda sit down and writ eeverything that goes through my head. eric said he could tell. i wonder what that means.....

i am going to go put up my foot, b/c voldemort is being cantankerous. thanks to all who leave comments on my blog. i love comments. :)