Axl, Scars, and a Hangover

FIVE QUESTION FRIDAY 

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1. Do you collect anything?

Yes. I have been collecting I Love Lucy memorabilia since I was in elementary school. I have always kept it packed up thinking that one day I would have a place to display it, especially if I had a girl then I could do her room in light green and pink with a retro vibe. Now I have no idea what I am going to do with it. It's all packed up: trivia games, metal signs, Barbies, etc.

Oh, to live at the corner of Lucy and Ethel...

I also collect random Guns 'N Roses pieces. I have a demo record with some random covers. I was so excited to get it on eBay several years ago. I also have their first album: no, not Appetite for Destruction, but Live ?!*@ Like a Suicide, GNR comic books, post cards, Rolling Stone Magazines, Circus Magazines, even concert promo flyers from the early 80's before they hit it big, random bootleg concerts, and pretty much any and every TV performance. I still always smile when I hear them, and they always have a way of sneaking onto the radio when I need a pick me up. It's sort creepy how it ALWAYS happens.

Seriously, rewind to 1988, '89, '90, '91, '92 ...

I would have been on that GNR tour bus a la Penny Lane...

2. Name 3 celebrities that you find good looking.

{One} 

Bradley Cooper   

I'm pretty sure there wasn't a moment in The Hangover where he didn't look flat drool-worthy.

What can I say...I have a thing for hot, shaggy-haired, Biology teachers... (i.e. my hubby)

I am pretty sure that Mr. Cooper is the first celeb that makes me sweat that others find attractive. - I have somewhat twisted taste that always leaves other girls going, "Huh? Eww." i.e. Mickey Rourke (pre-scary facelift), Keifer Sutherland, Bruce Willis, … 

{Two}

I have loved Robert Downey, Jr. since Only You. Oh gosh, he is so perfect in that movie! 

I couldn't think and asked Zac who I think are hot. His exact reply was, "That guy from The Hangover…umm…old…dirty…guys… I don't know…Marlon Brando…random fat football players…" 

Guilty.

I guess that counts as three.

3. Do you have any scars? If so, what's the story behind it (them)?

Well, before last year, I didn't any. I have always thought scars were really cool because they are like little bookmarks you wear around forever. Now, I have TEN. FOUR of them are from my gallbladder removal in January of 2009 when I was in my second trimester. Yep, you can have surgery when you are pregnant, but only in your second trimester. However I wouldn't recommend it since you have to wake up from surgery and have an OB nurse check the baby before you get any pain meds. Ahh!!! Then, they slowly give it to one mg at a time so that they can keep tabs on the baby. OUCH! I have another FOUR scars from my transplant. Three are on top of my tummy from the stomach tubes, then of course the great big one from having my chest cracked open for about 6 hours. =) It's actually not nearly as bad as I had imagined it would be. It was glued, no staples or stitches.

I love my transplant scar and all that it represents. I am not even going to use any Mederma or scar treatment.

Hubs has a massive scar in his back and sides as well where he had some pretty wicked melanomas removed several years ago. His was extremely touch and go for a while, too. Our scars are such incredible reminders of how blessed we are to be survivors. I also have a scar about the size of pencil eraser from my central line and a cut on top of my hand where I was attacked by a copy machine a couple of years ago. You know, one of those heavy duty ones at work? I reached in to get my copies, and "Ouch!" I have no clue what did it but it hurt!

4. What is a food that you like to eat, but others might think it's gross or weird? 

Growing up always ate everything, so I always grossed everyone at school out by eating bread crusts, chicken liver, and olives. I still eat olives, crawfish, spinach, broccoli, brussel sprouts, etc. I also love to drink plain Perrier and club soda which totally grosses my husband out.

5. Have you ever seen a tornado in real life? 

No tornados, but I've been through many, many hurricanes, including Ivan, and Katrina. They just come with the territory down here.

Even If the Grass Was Greener, I'm Staying on This Side with You.

Alabama Arkansas I do Love my Ma and Pa

But not as much as I do Love you

Holy Moly Me oh My you're the apple of my eye

Girl Boy ain't never loved one like you

Man o Man your my best friend I scream it to the nothingness

that we got everything we need

Hot and Heavy pumpkin pie

Chocolate candy Jesus Christ

Ain't nothin please me more than you

Home, Let me come Home

Home is Whenever Im with you

Home, yes I am Home

Home is wherever I'm with you

Lalalala Take me Home

Mama I'm Coming Home

I follow you into the park, thru the jungle thru the dark

Girl Boy aint never loved one like you

Moats and boats and Waterfalls, Alleyways and payphone calls

I been everywhere with you

Laugh until we think we'll die, barefoot on a summer night

never could be sweeter than with you

like its only you and me jade/ebes your somethin to see

Lalalala take me home

Mama Im Comin Home

Jade, you remember that night you fell outa my window?

ya you came jumpin out after me

well, you were bleedin all over the place and I covered your ass with your dress and we went off to the hospital, you remember that?

ya

well there's somethin I never told you bout that night

what didnt you tell me?

well, while you were sitting in the back seat smokin a cigarrette you thought was gona be your last, I was fallin deep, deep in love with you, and I never told you till just now!

Home, let me come home, home is wherever I'm with you

Home, yes I am Home home is whenever I'm with you!

Alabama Arkansas I do love my Ma and Pa

Yes Home, yes ward! home is whenever I'm with you!

Home is whenever I'm with you


Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros - "Home"

To my dear and loving husband, father to our son:

     Thank you for introducing me to this band for I could not have said it better myself. As soon as we found out that our little Finn baby was coming you became an incredible father before he was even here. Well, after you became an amazing husband, quickly naturally. You held our hand though my gallbladder fun and my awesome migraines, then as Finn came bouncing into the world. Those first several days when I could barely raise my head, you took him to the doc twice! Just when we thought that was as rough fun as it would get, I found us some snazzy new digs in a hospital for a few months. (Hey, it was waterfront property.) It was so exciting to see you two stroll in every morning, with the whole nursery in-tow, and those days that Finn got to go home for a break and you resumed night duty with me on the 7th floor of the TSU in that window seat those plush sleeping quarters. (Guess we finally got that long honeymoon after all.)Those days spent in the Levee Run apartments following discharge are some of my fondest memories of me, you, and Finn together. I am so proud that I have my scar to look at everyday and remember, not only that it saved my life, but that it was such a miraculous time that we got to share together as a family. You have done so much since then that I hate myself for not keep a journal of all you are every day. I guess if times ever get rough, we can just look back through THESE and realize that if we made it thought all of those adventures in the first nine months of marriage we, together, can do anything.

Happy 1st Father's Day.

I love you now and forever...

Yotweeps & A Peek Easter Peeps

I do not have much time to post today, but I wanted to throw some love Supah's way and join in on #yotweeps. I am posting a peek at Finn's first Easter.
Also, please continue to keep the Loney family in your hearts, thoughts, and prayers.

Some fun with Picnik:

Finn & Daddy

and with my momma

For the newbies, here's what #yotweeps is all about:

Play along and increase your Twitter twaffic!

1. First, click my custom follow icon & follow moi.

2. Make a blog post and include the #yotweeps directions like am doing here.

3. The #yotweeps icon and put him in your post like I did here's the code: <a href="http://supahmommy.blogspot.com/2010/03/yo-tweeps-twaffic-exchange.html" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s27/dperry_2007/yotweeps-1.png" /></a>

4. Create a custom follow icon for your post like I did. (I use Picnik.)

5. On Twitter check out all of the Yotweep-ers. Here's a shortcut: #yotweeps. Then follow who you want!

6. When you follow someone make sure to mention them in a msg like this:

@hearthunnybe I'm following! #yotweeps

This way all of the #yotweep (s) will show up and you get more exposure.

7. If someone follows you, be sure to reciprocate with a msg like this:

@yourtwittername Backatcha! #yotweeps

8. If you have any questions just ask!

Papa Paparazzi - The (B) True Gollywood Story

Today for the first time I am participating in Once Upon a Miracle's True Story Tuesday. I couldn't pass up this perfect opportunity to write about this story

Let me take you back to March 2007. I had just met Zac, and we had been on maybe two dates, when I asked him if he would like to ride down to the beach for a little while on a Sunday afternoon. This was a pretty big deal for me since I was never the one who made a move in a relationship; or if I did, there was much plotting, debating, and second-guessing that preceded the actual verbalizing and execution of the plan.

He warmly agreed and said he would pick me up, and we could go for a couple of hours, adding that he couldn't stay for longer than a couple of hours because his aunt and uncle were in town helping his folks shop-around for a good spot for his sister's wedding reception and wanted to come by his house. (I later realized why he needed more than just an hour or two to clean it up. =) )

The day was perfect. While got soaked up some sun, we talked about the random, safe topics that you discuss when you are first dating; and before I knew it, the couple of hours had flown-by ever so quickly. I had worn a small dress over my bathing suit to the beach, but it had become dirty, sandy, sweaty and was at this point rolled into a ball underneath my sandy, sweaty, salt-water-soaked towel in the bottom of my bag. To walk back up to the truck I simply pulled on a pair of cut-off Victoria's Secret sweatpants for the ride home. I can't stand to put clothes back on when I've been on the beach before I get to shower.

As we were getting into the truck, I swore I could faintly hear someone calling his name. He went over to investigate. Upon his return, he opened my door and said that it was his parents, aunt, and uncle. Apparently, they were there to check out me the country club where the beach access was for the reception. He asked if I wanted to get out and meet them.

Of course I panicked because of the clothing situation: bikini top & shorts. It's not like I could be nonchalant about it. I am five feet and eleven farking inches tall! If I don't have a shirt on it's, "HELLO, Bethany's has just entered the room." Thank the Lord my nunga-nungas weren't too big at the time. Ahh, I miss my B cup. Anyboob, so here I am meeting this guy's parents PLUS some extended family, I might add, in my bikini top. My mother would have been mortified.

Look, I know I was at the beach…but still! He mentioned that he didn't think it was an accident; I was flattered, but tried not to get too excited just to later have to tell myself, "He's just not that into you."

About a month later, we are still dating (obviously); and he was talking to his grandmother on the phone when she mentions something to the effect of "in the pictures." He was curious as to what she was referring to as "in the pictures." APPARENTLY, the day that his folks were looking at venues, they also took pictures the options and…me. Oh yes - my own personal paparazzi. He then informs me that some photos of me have been "floating" around and amongst his Missouri family.

Months went by and we would joke about the pictures or mention them. I always wanted to see them and never did. Until one day I looking through some photos of an event on his parents computer.

Low and behold…

THE PAPARAZZI PICTURES!

As you have probably noticed I have used one for my blog header. I think they are so neat, and I am so glad to have them. They always make me smile.

Also this week Kmama is having a fan-tab-u-lous giveaway for the Corel® Digital Suite 2010 that I so desperately want to win. Be sure to stop by her blog and enter!

Steroids, Dust, & Kenny Chesney

Today I am participating in Mama M.'s Five Question Friday for the first time. Head on over to Five Crooked Halos to read more responses to 5QF, then join in yourself!

1. Have you ever had a celeb sighting?
• When I was a senior in high school, Kenny Chesney came into the department store where a friend and I were working as fragrance models for the weekend. He had on sunglasses, a hat, sweatshirt, and gym shorts. In other words, we didn't recognize him; even though we were going to his concert that night. Oops. He came up to the counter with his little entourage, which just looked like a group of average guys. We were telling them about the fragrance, of course they were flirting a bit: typical charmers. =) All we cared about was selling the stuff, so we flirted back then offered them some samples. When I asked about how many they needed, one of them responded, "Counting the band and crew, probably about 13." I was bent over getting the samples out of the drawer, and my friend was tapping me and nudging me with her knee whispering, "That's Kenny Chesney. That's Kenny Chesney!" Sure was and we didn't have a camera to prove it to everyone else that was going with us that night. So what do we do: literally run down to the Target and buy one - but wait! As we were leaving to do that, one of the regular saleswomen told us that she probably had what we needed. She pulled out a Tommy Hilfiger disposable camera from an old men's fragrance gift set underneath her register. When they came back through on their way out, we asked if we could get some pictures with them, and of course, they obliged. We all headed outside and took photos in front of the shrubbery - the camera didn't have a flash. By the way, Kenny came up to my shoulder: it was Bethany and her pet Kenny.
2. At what temperature do you keep your house?
• It definitely varies. Before I was on Prednisone, I was pregnant. Interpretation: it's been quite chilly in here for about a year. My body temperature is way higher on the Prednisone than when I was preggers. Even in this 40 degree weather, it was still around 65 in here. 
• Funny story - well, it's funny now, barely - but it wasn't then. The first night that I moved back up to the Transplant Unit from ICU after surgery, they started the iv steroids. I had severe shakes and the hot flashes of a lifetime. I felt like I was on fire and started to panic because I couldn't breath. Enter SuperNurse! Dace had been my nurse on and off throughout my two month stay, and he was my nurse that night. He found a high-powered tabletop fan and sat it on my food table/tray and aimed it right on me. Then, he went and filled up some Ziplocs with ice and put them in the palms of my hands, and that's how I slept. Did I ever get cold? Nope. At the time, I probably would have been annoyed, but now I wish I had a picture of how "rigged-up" I looked that night. I felt like a human sacrifice. Knowing that I couldn't get up and run if I to, freaked me out as well. I know, but it's crazy the stuff you think about when you spend that much time in a bed. That would have been hilasterous: me...scooting down the hall for more ice...3 stomach tubes, 2 sets of pacing wires, a catheter box-thing (TMI, I know), and a dangling PICC line, in tow.
3. Do you notice dust at other peoples' homes?
• Rarely, it would have to be really bad. I am the one with the dust problem: it's a daily battle that I cannot figure out, especially without any pets inside anymore.
4. What's the worst job you ever had?
• Honestly, I can say that I have never had a bad job. The most boring had to be when I worked as a trade-out a gym three hours a week: longest three hours of my life.
5. What is your most sentimental possession?
• Oh my, this is very difficult. I keep everything that is even slightly tied to a memory. I have several sentimental items, but probably now the most precious is the locket Zac gave me for my birthday when I was in New Orleans. Read about it here.

WordFUL Wednesday: ♥

Babe, ya did good!

My poor hubby goes through the ringer on birthdays, holidays, and special events because I don't like typical girly stuff outside of clothes, shoes, and handbags, which he would never dare pick out. Also, I tend to leave friends and family high and dry when it comes to figuring out what it is that I want for a gift. My previous Valentine's gifts in the past from Zac have been random pieces of jewelry; however, this is my favorite Valentine of all, believe it or not. I am not a jewelry and flowers kind of girl, so when one of his friends asked me for gift advice for his new girlfriend this weekend I promptly warned, "I am not the girl to ask." 

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I will say this, my favorite gift EVER was actually jewelry. On my 25th birthday, I had been in the hospital for two weeks two hours from home with no clue when I would be able to return home or if I even would. My family gave me a great lil party right there in the room. Hubs gave me an silver oval locket with "Love Z" engraved on the back and b&w pics of him and Finn on the inside. I was hysterical. Click the photo above to read my mother-in-law's journal entry from that day, September 24, 2009.

Wordful Wednesday is for those of us that like to showcase a photo(s) but that just can’t seem keep our mouths shut about it (them).

Photobooth Saturday: Valentine's Edition

A Special Valentine's Day Photobooth Saturday

In Honor of Valentine's Day & In Case You Missed It...

This is...

...why thinking I could stick to a heart-healthy diet during Mardi Gras may have been stupidly optimistic:

...what you see screaming your name from a glass case in a New Orleans mall:

...why I seriously lucked out with my hubby:

...this doesn't hurt his case either:

...what makes adjusting to being a SAHM such a dream:

Wordless Wednesday