So Jonmark went back to the hospital with an infection.
And then, they told him he needed IV antibiotics. For another week. Which meant they kicked him out of the hospital- and into a nursing home.
A nursing home.
Now, technically, it's a skilled nursing facility. But honestly, it's a nursing home. Not too many people in their thirties get to say that they have spent a night in a nursing home, but, yes, people, we both now have.
Let me back up. Now, this SNF is as nice as a SNF can be. There are no weird smells- the couches are new, the paintings are nice, and even the piano is all fancy-schmancy.
However, it's still not the typical hangout for people our age. In fact, it kind of feels like we're crashing their party. Especially, for example, dinner. It kind of felt like moving to a new school and trying to find a place to sit in the lunch room without disturbing the status quo. We kind of got looks from everyone like, "What the heck are THOSE two doing here?"
Here's us partying it up at dinner (Jonmark was not-all-that-impressed with my not-so-covert picture-taking skills)
Notice the awesome mural of the dolphins swimming in New Hampshire. Apparently they are not only cold-resistant up there, but also the size of whales. And lighthouses.
This is our meal. Delicious grape juice and delicious chocolate milk. And actually remarkably good enchiladas. We all know I can be picky, but I was truly impressed. When Jonmark asked for one more chocolate milk, the guy serving us (who I actually think was a few years younger than us) was like, "DUDE! It's not a prison; we don't ration this stuff out. You just have to ask- you can have as many as you want."
To which Jonmark replied, "Then why is the front door locked?" And then drank 3 chocolate milks. :-)
Lastly, was our delicious dessert. Luckily, Jonmark and I both love pears. Not necessarily do we love green water, but, ya know, in this case they came together.
In this case, our server simply dropped off the pears and said, "Don't even ask."
So we didn't.
I just ate the pears.
And dared Jonmark to "shoot" his green water.
Which he promptly did.
Best nursing home dinner ever.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Wednesday, June 01, 2011
The Cinders
After Vegas I actually went to work for 3 days, and then, it was time to play again. Off to Flagstaff!!
Ok, in case anyone missed it, Jonmark likes to ride.
It used to be dirt bikes and surfboards and snowboards....
And now it's quads.
And anything else that can compare.
Hence, off to The Cinders.
The Cinders is kind of like sand dunes made from a volcano. It's in Flagstaff which is awesome 'cause it's like 2 hours away and it reminds me of Idaho. The mountains and the trees are pretty much as therapeutic as the ocean for me, and it was heaven.
Now, my experience on ATV's consists of being about 14 and going on little trails at family reunions in Island Park. It does not consist of going up and over crazy hills and mountains. Or at least it didn't.
We did manage to get stuck within 20 minutes of our first ride. Which was a little scary as I unfortunately think the worst from all the people I've seen in the hospital. But luckily we found some cool people on sand rails to get us unstuck and bring us back down.
The second consisted of a lot of sightseeing in Flagstaff and driving around before we finally loaded up and got to riding. These are some of the beautiful places we saw:
And this was my view after Jonmark said, "You should video this. Hang on tight! I'm gonna haul!!" (It was probably the safest trail to do that...)
After a few hours, we headed back to camp. Some people in the ward had brought up his quad, and we ate dinner with them before heading back. It was delicious!
After dinner, one of the older guys offered to take us on a night time ride on his sand rail. We went up this hill:
Hundred Dollar Hill Video (not us)
Hundred Dollar Hill Picture
Yeah. It was a little crazy. The sand rail had a corvette motor and 510hp and we seriously hauled up this thing. Going back down I looked to the side and realized the world was at a 45 degree angle. A beautiful one. I totally felt like I was in a movie.
Anyways, we had a blast. If I knew how to make a dirt bike sound right here to sign off, i would. You'll have to imagine it instead :-)
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