Jam

I had to buy my first jar of jam from the store. I completely ran out. I have a huge love for 

jam on toast and pb&j's, so I couldn't do without it.

I felt guilty just looking at the many options and flavors in the aisle.

Well it was a fail. 

I now feel sooo bad for all the people out there that don't have homemade 

strawberry/raspberry jam in their fridge. Ugh!

Thank goodness it's strawberry season! I am stocking up.

(Growing up, I haaated strawberry jam. I only ate raspberry. And since I have been married, it is now the opposite. Marriage really does change you.)

Church Ball

Church ball. It can be dangerous. Very dangerous. 

Dangerous enough that your husband texts you at 6:15 in the morning saying he's going to the ER because he busted his lip open.  Oh good morning to you too!

I hurried and got some sweats on and was at the hospital in 10 min. (I was proud of myself).

 

 He got an elbow to the mouth & it went straight through. He ended up getting 3 stitches on the inside 

and 3 outside.

Derek was trying to figure out a better story to tell the doctor what had happened. I told him to say that it was a zombie attack. (Isn't that whole Florida scandal sooo weird!?) But he didn't.

He resembled Angelina Jolie for a few days.

Now for the healing process!  And for just watching Church ball for awhile.