But it was, essentially.
Matt went into the ISU Student Health Center on campus to have them look at a "growth" on his finger (thankfully, not the same finger he had surgery on after the tug-of-war fiasco) and was diagnosed with Pyogenic Granuloma. Basically, his finger suffered trauma of some kind and in the process of healing he kept regenerating cells and they were weaved in and around every which way.
Hmmm, could he have super powers? I wonder if he could grow a new pinkie toe.
p.s. click on the title if you don't understand the movie quote (but there better not be a Webb/Seastrand who doesn't)
Friday, February 29, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Da Funk
I don't know what it is, but I am in a cooking funk. It all started just before I had Baby #4. I was tired of making dinner and I used my pregnancy as a good reason not to have to for a while. Now almost two months later, I cannot bring myself out of it. In addition, I am tired of making the same old things. So I am issuing a call for help. I plan to scour my cookbooks and recipe sites for some new ideas and am asking you all to post your favorite meal idea. Maybe one of your recipe will make our family's top ten list, and if so, I will be eternally indebted (is that a word? my spell checker didn't catch it if it's not).
Monday, February 18, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
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