Sandwich of Destiny (or Mike wasn't crazy)

Recently Lianne and I were sitting the living room when I thought of the perfect late summer evening snack... a tomato sandwich. I had read about such a sandwich on a recent trip the the doctor, or more precisely the in the doctor's waiting room. Being from Iowa I do not make it a practice to peruse "Southern Living" but if you sit in the waiting long enough and even Martha Stewart Living starts to look good. Anyhow, when I was looking through the magazine found a recipe for a southern tomato sandwich and showed it to Lianne... sounded good, but our name was called and I set down the magazine and let my sandwich recipe go.

Fast forward a week and I was cleaning the office. To my surprise I found a copy of the same magazine, a magazine that nor my wife or I subscribe to. I though it odd so I flipped it over to see whose magazine this was: "Gensis Day Spa"- Weird. I had not pegged my wife for a magazine clepto... but there is a first time for everything. This magazine just keeps popping into my life I thought, but I was busy and put the magazine away and went about my cleaning.

A few days after the second chance meeting with the magazine and I have a serious hankering for a tomato sandwich. Plus we had just bought some heirloom tomatoes at the farmers market; conditions were perfect. So I asked Lianne where the magazine was, the one she had (accidentally) taken from the day spa.

"WHAT?" (Look from Lianne indicating I am slightly or very insane.)

I reminded her of the doctors office (which she remembers) but she denies having seen the magazine since.

"I am sure I have seen it around the house, I though you might have accidentally taken it when you got a pedicure or something." I said.

(Look from Lianne indicating I am now definitely insane.)

"I know I have seen that magazine in this house."

"Maybe it was a dream?" Lianne offered.

"That sandwich did look dreamy, but a dream it was not"

I proceeded to look for the magazine for the better part of 30 minutes and when all hope was nearly lost... in the last spot I could think to look, it APPEARED AT LAST... Much celebration ensued... part endzone dance part prodigal son reuion- all good.

Lianne could hardly believe it, I guess the magazine was miss-delivered, the address was similar to ours.

At any rate it was the best tomato sandwich I have ever had...a sandwich of destiny.

Lovely, Lovely Laminate

Mike and I decided to replace our crappy carpet with some beautiful laminate flooring ... how hard could it be, right?

Before ... crappy carpet

Pulling up crappy carpet

Scraping off crappy carpet padding

Oh, carpet tacking ... how I hate thee ...

We discovered that carpet covers a multitude of sins ... like poorly leveled concrete patching. Mike spent HOURS chiseling away at this particular piece of concrete to try to make it level. Not fun.

Laminate being laid over the vapor barrier (Mike did this whole part himself - he rocks!)

Yay for pretty floor! It's close to being done!

Happy Easter!

Mike and Lianne leaving church this morning:

Lianne: "He is risen!"

Mike:  "He is risen ... indeed, he has ... wait, what am I supposed to say?"

Spring Break with the Boys

Jaron and Matt visited our Old Kentucky Home for Spring Break this year ... and a good time was had by all.

Mike and Bill ran in the Shamrock Shuffle to start off the weekend ...

Here's Bill bringing it home
And Mike doesn't feel very good.
Jaron and Matt and I rather enjoyed this guy. Yikes.
Hangin' out with the boys. 
We went to Cincinnati and enjoyed some time at the art museum. We ate ribs and burgers (and Cheesecake Factory), went to a play and overall had a lovely time.

Livin' in Cinci

So, this is my month in the Cincinnati Children's Hospital emergency department. It is supposedly one of the busiest pediatric ERs in the country. I have to admit, I kind of hated it at first ... it's kind of hard learning a new hospital and everything. And I've discovered that I'm a complete homebody ... I really, really hate being away from home. And by home I really mean Mike. Yep, I'm just kind of pathetically in love with my husband. Oh, well. But I'm starting to come around ... Cinci Children's is a pretty cool hospital even if it is overwhelmingly big. And everyone here is pretty nice. And I actually like Cincinnati as a city (I would recommend a visit if anyone's considering it - it's fun here). I'm not a huge fan of emergency medicine ... half the time I'm wondering "wouldn't it have just been easier to see a regular doctor during regular office hours for your child's cold that he's had for 5 days instead of coming to the ER at 4 in the morning?" But such is the way of things. Anyway, I'm over halfway done with my rotation and I get to go home today for two whole days! Yay! And maybe I can make it over to IKEA sometime next week ... there are definite perks to being in a big city ...