This one. NO! THIS one!

Do you like how Jay and I keep fighting over the look of this blog? Every time I get on it looks different. This blue-ness is Jay's. Too much color! Maybe we should have a vote. But I win.

Say What?

It's sentences like this from this weeks JAMA that keep me from reading as much primary medical literature as I ought:

The minimum OR detectable with 80% power in a 2-sided test with an level of .05 was 1.48 for a rare binary covariate of prevalence 1% and reached a minimum of 1.08 for an exposure of prevalence 50%.

Thanks, guys, that's helpful. This is why I stick to a handful of resources and pray to God that they don't sell out (or haven't already sold out) to the man.

Been awhile...

Well, my poor little Mac didn't make it. As much as it hurts ($$$) to replace it, they came out with the new MacBook the day we decided to go for it. I have two shows in the next few weeks, and really need to get to my inventory, which sped up the decision...


So besides that,here are some things have gone on in the last month or so that I haven't posted on...

1) Jay and I took some of the singles small group and went to the Desiring God conference in Minneapolis during the last weekend of September. "The Power of Words and the Wonder of God" was the title of the conference, and the speakers discussed the absolutely amazing significance and impact of words in all aspects of life. It was refreshing, encouraging, and convicting - even more significant than I anticipated. You can watch or listen to the messages here, and I highly recommend it.


There were TONS of free books in our registration packet! Woo hoo!



Bethany met John Piper after the conference!


2) We're doing 'Don't Waste Your Life' for our small group study this year, and it is pretty intense. But so, so good. More on that later, I think.

4)I was tagged! So, Erin, I've never been tagged before, but I'll try my best. I'm supposed to list 7 random things about myself, then tag some other people. Hm. I'm really bad at stuff like this, so feel free to skip the rest.

1. I used to wear colorful, 70's polyester pants and jackets from Goodwill to high school. Yeah, I know - yikes. I think I thought I was being artsy, or indie, or unique, or something. I don't know. What was I thinking? I also wore Dr. Marten boots with my homecoming dress!
2. Going on the high school theme (my reunion is next month, it's on the brain), I will admit that I was on the bowling team. (eep!) Seriously, the chess team is much cooler...
3. My major in college was biology with a minor in psych, and the plan was to go to med school. Ha to that.
   
4. I would love, love to go back to school for counseling, and I think it would be fascinating to integrate counseling with art/music therapy.
5. Speaking of counseling (this list is supposed to be random, right?) I just read a book by Ed Welch called "Running Scared." This was one of the most helpful books I have ever read on dealing with anxiety. If you are a worrier, I highly recommend his book.
   
6. I'm *still* trying to learn to play the guitar. Someday, someday.
   
7. I wish I could draw like my little sister. She is so good at it, and so patient!
   

So this tagging business is going on like crazy, and one can be thinking, "I hope I don't get tagged!" (ahem), and yet get tagged anyway. So I'll tag with no obligation: Angie, Katie, Ashley, and Genese.

One Issue Voting

Here is article by Robert George pretty much sums up why I couldn't fathom voting for Senator Obama.

And here is an article by John Piper explaining why it's OK if people call me names like a "One Issue Voter."

J. Peterman, Eat You Heart Out

"It's a hot night. The mind races. You think about your knife, the only friend who hasn't betrayed you, the only friend who won't be dead by sunup. Sleep tight, mates, in your quilted chambray nightshirts."

I'm not sure where I was. Perhaps at work, up late in the MICU. Or maybe I was at home, ignoring my child's cries for attention. It was over a year ago. All I remember is that I was looking around on J. Mark Bertrand's website when I saw it. It was the most beautiful material possession I'd ever laid eyes on. It was... A Saddleback Leather briefcase.



Thanks, Mom & Dad!

Genius

I guess this is what other kids did while the rest of were trying not to fail out of our first year of medical school.



HT: Melissa

Ackerman Farms, Part II

Oh yeah, and the orchard. A new discovery: Honey Crisp Apples. They taste like candy! We picked a bunch and brought them home.... mmmmm.....

Ackerman Farms

Trey and I went to a local farm/shop/orchard with our friends Angie & Owen last week. We had such a great time - and it was a gorgeous day to be outside! There was lots to do at the farm, but the big hit of the day were the stray kittens.





Apparently the kittens will even eat Goldfish crackers!

Soggy Pumpkins

The Tuck Family's 3rd Annual Morton Pumpkin Festival took place two weekends ago... and what a weekend! (I know, I haven't blogged in awhile.) This is the longest we have lived anywhere, and we love it! Carol, Hazen, Em & Luke came to visit to celebrate Jay's birthday and the festival; we had a great time despite Ike trying to dampen (or drown) our weekend.

Jay's 31st birthday was on Friday the 12th, and we celebrated by going out to dinner with Hazen and Carol, eating delicious desserts, and Jay opened his presents. I'll let him blog more about that... he has lots of adoring words for one of his gifts.

Saturday morning Hazen, Jay, Luke, Em & I got up early to run the Pumpkin Fest 10K. Em & I had never run a 10K race before, so we were a little nervous. The race officials said that the course was flat. Ha. This is how fast I was: Jay stopped about 50 yards before the finish line to help someone who had collapsed - examined the guy, did some medical stuff, blah blah blah, and BEAT me. Ahem. But it felt good to finish a 10K, and we all really did have fun. Here are Em & Luke sportin' our new race shirts while watching the parade:

We tried to make it to the tent in time for pumpkin pancakes, but got there just as it was closing. We had to settle for pumpkin doughnuts and pumpkin ice cream instead. Mmmmm...

It was soggy all weekend (you should have seen people trudging through the muddy grounds), but the rain held off long enough for the parade.... and long enough for Trey to figure out (well, for Nonnie to teach Trey) how to stuff the parade candy in his pockets!





After the parade it rained, and rained, and rained. Luke and Em were staying in the basement, and woke up Sunday morning to a flood. It was ankle deep in my craft room - so sad. What a great weekend to have visitors... well, for us! ;) Everyone went to work - we couldn't have dealt with the mess by ourselves... what a job. We won't put you to work next time you visit, guys - we promise!

Kid #1 or Kid #2...

... I wonder who had more fun at the park?

Sweet moves

Just to answer any questions about where Trey gets his dance moves... here the boys are grooving to some Sufjan.

Mischief, Part III

What kind of moron leaves bright red nail polish in the reach of a one-and-a-half year old?

The Anti-Soup

Sorry to bump one of our greatest posts ever, but (since this is MY blog), I wanted to share something I liked. I'd heard about this monologue by Craig Ferguson of the Late Late Show, but never saw it myself.



Amen.

Nosy neighbors

Bad influence

My computer has been out of commission for a bit, and all of our pictures are loaded on my computer so I haven't been able to update lately. It was finally fixed this morning (thanks Apple Care Phone Guy!) so I've been going through pictures making sure everything is backed up on my external hard drive... just in case. I found this video from a few weeks ago that I meant to post but forgot. Jay was telling Trey what an anteater does at dinner (with edamame), and got an example in before I could stop him. This is the result. (Apologies for my snorting laughter suppression near the end.)

The bouquet has a hint of... mischief

I put dinner on the table for Trey and me (Jay was at work), including my glass of wine. Much deserved, I might add, after the day we had. Actually, after the day Trey had.  Little sleep, lots of time-out.

Trey asked for some cheese for his pasta ("geeeeeez"), so I went back to the fridge to grab it. I turned around and he came running in the kitchen with a huge grin on his face. I looked at him, then took an automatic glance at wine glass on the table... but nothing looked amiss. Until I walked over to the table. Wine splatters on the floor, and a kid with cabernet on the breath. 

My first thought: 'Maybe he'll sleep well tonight.'  

Mother-of-the-Year.

Gettin' our money's worth

Yeah, the thing burst when he sat down. Little pee/pool water-filled diaper stuffing balls all over. Who knew?

Baby fort

Trey enjoys a little down time in a fort made with chairs, laundry baskets, whatever.

And he can usually sucker someone to get in with him. Ridiculous. (He tried to get Rinkle to come in, too.)

Modern Art

Watch out ladies, here he comes

(And yes, he really went jogging like this.)