Me: I'm just calling to confirm that I'll be staying at the surgery center for 23 hours, from Tuesday to Wednesday. That's what my doctor told me.
Her: Oh. Well, that's interesting, since we're closed on Wednesday and aren't taking 23-hour-obs[ervation] patients that day.
Me: Huh. Well...
Her: I'll call him and see what's going on.
Me: Thanks!
Why 23 hours? Since Baker is 4 hours away from Billings by car, they wanted me to stay closer to Billings for a few more hours. It would be bad to have to get back there once I'm already here. This is a part of Montana I wasn't expecting- to be so far from the big hospital that something that's normally out-patient is a 23-hour stay.
Kinda makes me glad we didn't go through with our plans to move to Haiti.
Friday, June 29, 2007
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Photos are here!
I know, I know, this isn't a blog about our wedding, but l just wanted to let people know how and where to find photos of the various events...
RJ has posted photos of the actual ceremony here, but you'll need passwords and gallery names. The gallery name is koruba, and the password is WILLOWSPRINGS, and please oh please don't make me regret posting all that information. Please only use the information for good.
Lauren has photos of the BBQ party here at Snapfish. She's a professional photographer, and she specializes in pet photography. Check out her website here. Email me for her phone number.
We also have a few versions of the wedding ceremony on DVD, but I haven't figured out how to get that online yet. I may post our vows, since people were so interested in them.
In other non-Montana news, the doctor's visit went really well, and we have a surgery date of July 3rd- Stephan's birthday. They're going to keep me overnight just to make sure things are good. Since it's a 4 hour drive out there, they'd rather have me close by for a few hours. Thanks for all the calls and emails! I promise more about Montana and what's it's like to bale hay later.
Sunday, June 24, 2007
The Fire
Me: Stephan, tell me about the fire so I can blog about it.
Him: It was a glorified camp fire. I told you about it in the car. Do you really want to hear about me singe-ing off my unibrow again? The only thing about it was that it happened from 2-4 in the morning.
Me: So how was the fire?
Him: Great. Nobody died, but I forgot my s'mores.
Me: Seriously, people want to know what you did at the fire.
Him: [sighing] Okay. We broke apart the hay bale so it would burn while we made sure the fire didn't spread to the surrounding field. When things get dry it'll really get... interesting. That's all I have to say about that.
He's safe. That's all I really care about. We're in Billings tonight and tomorrow waiting to see what the doctor says about my impending operation. Check back for updates!
Him: It was a glorified camp fire. I told you about it in the car. Do you really want to hear about me singe-ing off my unibrow again? The only thing about it was that it happened from 2-4 in the morning.
Me: So how was the fire?
Him: Great. Nobody died, but I forgot my s'mores.
Me: Seriously, people want to know what you did at the fire.
Him: [sighing] Okay. We broke apart the hay bale so it would burn while we made sure the fire didn't spread to the surrounding field. When things get dry it'll really get... interesting. That's all I have to say about that.
He's safe. That's all I really care about. We're in Billings tonight and tomorrow waiting to see what the doctor says about my impending operation. Check back for updates!
Sunday, 2:37am
"BEEEEP SQUEEEEEEL BEEP BEEP SQUEEEEELL"
"Plevna Volunteer Fire Department, Plevna Volunteer Fire Department..."
"Please stand by at the Fire House for a possible hay bale fire, Please stand by at the Fire House for a possible hay bale fire...."
So he left, after finding thick socks and taking his cell phone to call me in case they're actually going out there. He's groggy, but I think a little excited, despite everyone's warnings that hay bale fires are boring smoldering messes that can sometimes go on for days. I don't think I'll be sleeping through this one, so if anyone's up, feel free to call me!
"Plevna Volunteer Fire Department, Plevna Volunteer Fire Department..."
"Please stand by at the Fire House for a possible hay bale fire, Please stand by at the Fire House for a possible hay bale fire...."
So he left, after finding thick socks and taking his cell phone to call me in case they're actually going out there. He's groggy, but I think a little excited, despite everyone's warnings that hay bale fires are boring smoldering messes that can sometimes go on for days. I don't think I'll be sleeping through this one, so if anyone's up, feel free to call me!
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Hear me roar
I have 2 more days until I get to talk to a medical professional (ask me later about the first ENT I went to) about what's going on with this salivary gland, (it's actually sub-mandibular, not sub-lingual) and I'm counting every minute. Yesterday I booked a short day for myself, and went home early.
What did I do at home?
Mowed 1/4 of the lawn, then passed out asleep when the hydrocodone kicked in. Stephan called, waking me up, and asked if it was okay to BBQ out at Matt & Kayle's. In my haze, I said of course, I had some chicken marinating, so why not? The 65 minutes that followed involved me mowing the last 1/4 of the lawn, making brownies, stir frying a rice & vegitable dish, doing 2 loads of laundry, finishing up a loaf of bread, showering, packing it all up, and getting myself and 2 dogs out of the house.
Not only am I a hard-working, stubborn Gavula-Martinelli, I'm a crazy do-it-all Koruba now. I have three family names to live up to!!
As I pulled into the hospital parking lot, I got hit with a migraine that pretty much knocked me on my butt for the rest of the night. So much for efficiency.
What did I do at home?
Mowed 1/4 of the lawn, then passed out asleep when the hydrocodone kicked in. Stephan called, waking me up, and asked if it was okay to BBQ out at Matt & Kayle's. In my haze, I said of course, I had some chicken marinating, so why not? The 65 minutes that followed involved me mowing the last 1/4 of the lawn, making brownies, stir frying a rice & vegitable dish, doing 2 loads of laundry, finishing up a loaf of bread, showering, packing it all up, and getting myself and 2 dogs out of the house.
Not only am I a hard-working, stubborn Gavula-Martinelli, I'm a crazy do-it-all Koruba now. I have three family names to live up to!!
As I pulled into the hospital parking lot, I got hit with a migraine that pretty much knocked me on my butt for the rest of the night. So much for efficiency.
Friday, June 22, 2007
FAQ: How was the wedding?
A lot of people who weren't able to make it out to visit with us have been asking how things went. They went really well! The ceremony was beautiful. Our good friend RJ took pictures at the hotel where my family was getting dressed, and at the ceremony. Dad's suit was provided by Men's Warehouse since he grabbed only the jacket (no pants) when he left the house and didn't want to risk the 6 hour traffic delay and miss the ceremony. It was Jimmy's idea to try that store, and everything worked out really well. Look for Dad featured in their next advertising campaign soon.
The ceremony was simple. Dad walked me down the aisle. Stephan's good friend Wayne was the officiant and did a wonderful job making us laugh, and cry. Uncle John played The Wedding Song on the guitar. Our vows were simple, but very true to what we believe. I vowed to tell Stephan when something's bothering me, and to let him help me when I need help. He vowed to always love me, and make me proud of him every day.
Stephan's sister Beth Anne read a poem we love, The Invitation, and tried not to cry. Gary Jr. was our videographer. We gave both sets of parents flowers and thanked them for their love and patience in raising us. That's when I started crying. Wayne had some good advice for us, something about washing dishes (I promise to go back and watch the video so I can remember everything he said), and, luckily, there was a Bible behind the podium he could use to reference a few touching verses.
After we were "man and wife", a string version of Baba O'Reilly played, and we walked out of the church, into married life! That immediately meant family portraits. I've seen 200 head of cattle herded with less effort. The dinner at Greco's of Willow Springs was amazing. Carmalee was fantastic, and, as always, the food was abundant and delicious. Our cake was by Artsy Edibles (anyone have a website for her?) and was, to all who tasted it, the most amazing coconut/chocolate/mini-chip/butter cream wedding cake ever.
Stephan's sisters provided a basket of goodies (including Starbuck's Double Shots and bottles of water) for the night we spent at the Embassy Suites. The next day was filled with preparations celebrating Mom & Pop's 50th wedding anniversary. A beautiful day, I think, for everyone who was there.
The ceremony was simple. Dad walked me down the aisle. Stephan's good friend Wayne was the officiant and did a wonderful job making us laugh, and cry. Uncle John played The Wedding Song on the guitar. Our vows were simple, but very true to what we believe. I vowed to tell Stephan when something's bothering me, and to let him help me when I need help. He vowed to always love me, and make me proud of him every day.
Stephan's sister Beth Anne read a poem we love, The Invitation, and tried not to cry. Gary Jr. was our videographer. We gave both sets of parents flowers and thanked them for their love and patience in raising us. That's when I started crying. Wayne had some good advice for us, something about washing dishes (I promise to go back and watch the video so I can remember everything he said), and, luckily, there was a Bible behind the podium he could use to reference a few touching verses.
After we were "man and wife", a string version of Baba O'Reilly played, and we walked out of the church, into married life! That immediately meant family portraits. I've seen 200 head of cattle herded with less effort. The dinner at Greco's of Willow Springs was amazing. Carmalee was fantastic, and, as always, the food was abundant and delicious. Our cake was by Artsy Edibles (anyone have a website for her?) and was, to all who tasted it, the most amazing coconut/chocolate/mini-chip/butter cream wedding cake ever.
Stephan's sisters provided a basket of goodies (including Starbuck's Double Shots and bottles of water) for the night we spent at the Embassy Suites. The next day was filled with preparations celebrating Mom & Pop's 50th wedding anniversary. A beautiful day, I think, for everyone who was there.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Quick Recap!
We have a few new readers this week, and I thought I'd provide a few good links so you can catch up on us without having to sort through all 100+ articles.
In January: we packed our stuff and moved out to Baker, Montana, got hit with really cold weather, and I spent a lot of time looking up statistics before we found a place to live.
February was full of fun, trying to find a place to live, Stephan started his new job, things got really frustrating for a while, and Stephan's nursing license did NOT come in the mail.
In March, Stephan's license did get to us, we moved into our new house, I fed a newborn calf, Stephan joined the Plevna volunteer firefighting team, and the ceiling in our bathroom started bleeding.
April was more low-key, lots of house-painting, a trip home which reminded us why we like living in Montana, but why we love Chicago. There was meat-air, moths, sad dog, and the Schwann's Man.
In May we learned a lot about the culture here, with a fire, a branding for me, Snakes, a branding for Stephan, and a short informational seque into a Brucellosis outbreak.
That brought us to June, a month that's been full of visiting, Tylenol with Codeine, crying, taking photos and drinking. More on that later. Until then, enjoy the above stroll through memory lane- I know I did!
In January: we packed our stuff and moved out to Baker, Montana, got hit with really cold weather, and I spent a lot of time looking up statistics before we found a place to live.
February was full of fun, trying to find a place to live, Stephan started his new job, things got really frustrating for a while, and Stephan's nursing license did NOT come in the mail.
In March, Stephan's license did get to us, we moved into our new house, I fed a newborn calf, Stephan joined the Plevna volunteer firefighting team, and the ceiling in our bathroom started bleeding.
April was more low-key, lots of house-painting, a trip home which reminded us why we like living in Montana, but why we love Chicago. There was meat-air, moths, sad dog, and the Schwann's Man.
In May we learned a lot about the culture here, with a fire, a branding for me, Snakes, a branding for Stephan, and a short informational seque into a Brucellosis outbreak.
That brought us to June, a month that's been full of visiting, Tylenol with Codeine, crying, taking photos and drinking. More on that later. Until then, enjoy the above stroll through memory lane- I know I did!
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