Smashin' It: August 2010

Sunday, August 22, 2010

One year later

The strawberry seems like so long ago, probably because it was. There have been many veggies since then, as well as trips and events and new Hadley skills. We never really planned to have a blog about our normal life and since that is what we mostly have now-a-days, updating seems sort of strange.
In short Mark is feeling terrific and is going on a mountain sheep hunt next week (that's really hard work and is quite an accomplishment since exactly one year ago he was recovering from brain surgery). Hadley is approaching crawling, is eating breakfast lunch and dinner from a spoon and is having a great summer. I had a great trip to visit family in Ontario and am really enjoying my day to day existence as a housewife and ma.
It has officially been one year since this whole deal-io began, which is unbelievable. Makes us shake our heads.

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Our good friend Dave King has provided some well needed moments of lightness throughout this process. I've included some of his writing below. (he's also looking for freelance work if anyone's innnarested in his unique hip brand of wit). Enjoy:

August 21, 2009
"There are a few holes in the screenplay I'm trying write that I could really use your help with. Like, when you said goodbye to Meghan before the surgery did you just opt for the traditional meaningful stare, and hold her eye contact as they wheeled you all the away down the hall and the florescent lights reflected off the brave tears in her eyes? Or did you go for something a bit more cavalier, like making reference to some sort of private joke you share followed by whatever your pet name for Meghan is: "Guess it's my turn to scoopy dis poopy, eh Footster..."? Or was there a scene where Meghan tried to climb on the gurney and cling to your muscle shirt and you had to clutch her face in your muscular hands, pull her close and say something like "This ain't no duet, Footster. It's a table for one, dammit, and I'm the only one with a reservation..."?

Also, when the arrogant surgeon's hands failed after you came to during the operation and then bravely waved off further anesthetic, did you really take over for him and complete the operation yourself, or did you simply give the nervous younger surgeon the pep talk he needed to realize the arrogant surgeon was just jealous of him all along, and that he was not only old enough to finish this operation himself, but that he owed it to his father/mother/favourite teacher/girlfriend/or possibly dog, who never stopped believing in him?

Anyway, the networks are interested. They like that we're not going to shy away from the potential sexiness of your situation. They're particularly hot for the nurses uniforms as I've described them, and for the scenes with you and Footster in the sponge bath, and in the examination room, and up against the snack machine in the common room (good product placement opportunity here -- I'm thinking Humpty Dumpty and/or Ringolos).

I've been in touch with Hulk Hogan's people about playing you, and I figure any blond with massive jugs can play Footster.

Your creative suggestions are welcome, but wholly unnecessary. I'll let you know when it's on.

Go team!

Dk"

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

One year later

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