Sunday Mornin'

My dear grandpa is turning 95 this week and everyone in the family is sending him greeting cards in celebration. I was looking for a funny quote about aging or birthdays and I came across this while I was looking:

True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country.
-Kurt Vonnegut

Bwahahaaaa! So true.

Speaking of my high school class, Kathy and I cooked last night. It was superfun! She usually makes a stir-fry every weekend, eats it for dinner Sunday night and freezes the leftovers for lunch each day. We decided to make two, so she would have double the leftovers after we had dinner. We both chopped and put ingredients into those cute little bowls, ready for dumping into the pan. The funniest part was me reading the recipe steps for both, while she stood over the stove tending both pans. That's when it sort of went all Lucy and Ethel for a moment, but it turned out great.

We decided that next time, we'll start our cooking evening shopping for stuff to make two casseroles. Then no one has to tend to pots on the stove and we both end up with leftovers!

Quantum leap to... Lauren had a KIDNEY STONE this week! Holy wow. When she woke me to take her to the hospital, she said it was a pain like she'd never experienced before and it turned out she had, indeed, never experienced it before. She spent almost a day in the ER.

During our time there, nurses and doctors made us several pretty drawings made of kidneys, ureters and bladders, and kidney stones. They said a couple of times that the stones usually have pokey things on them, like sticker burs (y'all know what a sticker bur is, right? If not, Texas Monthly has an amusing description here...). I thought they meant that they have microscopic stickers. When the kidney stone finally came out (less than 24 hours after the initial pain started, thank goodness!), we found that the "stickers" are more...um... SPINES that are visible to the naked eye! Ouch.

Guys, you have it worse with kidney stones. When girls pass them, they hurt only during the path from the kidney to the bladder. Guys get a little break when they hit the bladder, like the eye of a hurricane, then it's another painful pathway to the exit.

Good times.