We welcomed 2010 with a trip to the emergency room (actually we went on New Year's Eve, but it practically counts as our first visit of the new year. Jake hit a tree while he was skiing at Park City (he was wearing a helmet) and his thigh bone took all the force. The ski patrol brought him down the mountain and Craig drove to Park City to meet them and bring Jake to Primary Children's. Treatment for a fractured femur is surgery, so we were relived to learn that he had a thigh contusion, rather than a broken bone. Jake was delighted to learn that his growth plates are still wide open. He's 5'11" now, but wants to be 6'3" and he might just make it.
Craig and I went to dinner with our friend, Cindy Brown, at Cafe Molise, one of my favorite places to eat, mainly because of the roasted garlic appetizer. Every time we go I vow to eat just a little, but I can never stop because the roasted garlic spread on bread is like heaven. But, every time we go, I eat too much and all that garlic makes for a bad smell and a bad stomach. Worth it.
Afterwards, we came home. Cindy and I put our sweats on and we really just sat around and talked. We watched the countdown on TV and had a quiet evening--until the stroke of midnight when all the kids who were home banged pans and welcomed 2010!
1 comments:
Ha ha. That's how Hanne feels about Cheese Whiz. Spread it on bread, and it's a little slice of heaven!
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