Rain, Rain Go Away

According to the local news, this is day 14 for rain. Yep, that's right...we have had rain every day for 14 days. No we are not flooding like Atlanta - sorry folks in Atlanta, that really stinks...but it is more like Seattle than Jackson. I have seen blue skies once in the past week and that was for a short time yesterday around lunch. Otherwise it is gray and raining or foggy. So rain, rain go away - come again once I start working...

Sharp Objects

It seems as though I can no longer use sharp objects without injuring myself or destroying something else. It all started last Monday when I was trimming the overgrown bushes in our front yard. I was using the electric hedge trimmers and had gotten well over half way through the project - I must say the bushes were looking really nice when I finished with them. But as I working to trim the top of a bush that was up to the roof, I apparently lost track of the electric cord. All the sudden, the trimmers stopped and I was left holding the trimmer in my left hand and the cord in my right and they were no longer attached to each other. There was no big flash or shock, but I made a clean cut right through that sucker. Now according to Dad I did a much better job that Mom when she saws through the cords - my "new" end was only a foot or so from the old one...she usually gets it in the middle of the cord. No worries I have already bought a new end plug for the cord, now I just have to get Andrew to repair the damages...but he has learned his lesson...McGinnis girls need battery powered hedge trimmers.

Then on Thursday, I was working quickly to get some sweet potato fries in the oven before Andrew got home since the Tech game would be coming on soon and he got off work sooner than expected. I got that massive potato peeled and was well on my way to having it cut into fries when I noticed a "bad" spot on the side that really needed to be removed. I pick the stupid thing up and hold it with one had while carefully working my santoku knife around the spot...well of course, as my luck would have it, the knife slips and my index finger catches it. So now I have a fairly deep cut on my index finger that was pouring out blood and even I was beginning to feel a little sick. So I applied pressure, held it above my heart, and called Andrew. When he arrived he wasn't exactly sure what to think about it - apparently it is different treating family, if it is a stranger in the hospital, you stitch it up and let them go about their business. So long story short, we didn't go to the hospital but rather cleaned and wrapped it and let it go...

So I haven't been able to do any more trimming in the yard and have been banned from using knives until my finger heals...needless to say, my ability to use sharp objects is now in question.

Mississippi...It's Like Coming Home

My first trip to Jackson was the weekend after Match Day when we started the house search. I really didn't know what to expect but knew that it was going to be home at some point, so I best just accept what I found. It has nearing midnight as we crossed into Mississippi from Alabama on I-20 in the rain on that first trip out when I noticed the state line sign that said "Welcome to Mississippi - It's Like Coming Home." I remember laughing and thinking, sure thing Mississippi, we'll see if you ever feel like home.

Well, much to my surprise, I really liked the area. So on the second trip out, I read the sign again, and thought - okay well maybe you will be home, it isn't so bad. Now that I have moved all my belongs, own a home, have a purple car tag with a lighthouse (yes, most people in Mississippi knows that the coast is only a fraction of the State, but they are proud because it is the economic engine of this place!!), and paid some taxes here - I can call Mississippi home. And I finally understand what the state line sign along I-20 means - it is like coming home.
So even though the sign changed about two trips ago (it now says, "The Birthplace of Southern Music" - or something to that effect), I have finally made it home - at least to my temporary home for the next four years.

And We're Off...

So I am going to give this whole blogging thing a try...we will see how it goes.

In case you didn't know, Andrew and I have moved to Jackson for his residency. He has decided to do Med/Peds - it is joint program with Internal Medicine and Pediatrics - so he will be both an internist for the folks over 17/18 and a pediatrician for the little ones. I'm still working on the details of my job, but soon enough it will all come together.

Although Andrew has been living in our new house since June, I have been living and working in Macon. His folks have been so nice to let me live with them for the past couple of months, so it hasn't been too bad since I get to hang out with the dogs, watch all the HGTV I want at night, and enjoy the magic pantry that seems to refills itself.

But the good news for Andrew and me - my last day in Macon is next Friday. I am packing up the car and heading to Jackson on Saturday!!! Finally, we get to be together again!!