Sunday, December 19, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
Snowy Day turned BADD
So, Emily and I are at my father's house playing a riveting game of Wii bowling which the girls stomped the boys. The snow is coming down pretty good outside. We finally leave to head back home to hit the hay early. We both are supposed to work in the morning. We decide together it would be more safe to park the car at the bottom of the hill of our street at our friend Allison's for the night. We walk up the 1/2 mile hill with the plan to return in the morning and drive to work.
Now let me stop the readers here. We didn't forget our keys our anything weird like that.
We get home and I found out that I don't have to be in until 3 hours later. Still obligated to drive my wife in to work at 6:30 a.m. So, we march down the hill at 1/4 to 6 a.m. The first 20 steps, I slip and fall. The last 20 steps left Emily slips and falls.
Of course, Emily still hurts a few hours later. End all beat all, I get her a script for an X-ray. Emily does not have a fracture. YEAH!!!!
Romantic walk, gone wrong. Learn from our mistakes. Drive dangerously before walking dangerously.
Michael J. Laymon
Editor & Chief of The Laymon Letter
Now let me stop the readers here. We didn't forget our keys our anything weird like that.
We get home and I found out that I don't have to be in until 3 hours later. Still obligated to drive my wife in to work at 6:30 a.m. So, we march down the hill at 1/4 to 6 a.m. The first 20 steps, I slip and fall. The last 20 steps left Emily slips and falls.
Of course, Emily still hurts a few hours later. End all beat all, I get her a script for an X-ray. Emily does not have a fracture. YEAH!!!!
Romantic walk, gone wrong. Learn from our mistakes. Drive dangerously before walking dangerously.
Michael J. Laymon
Editor & Chief of The Laymon Letter
Monday, November 1, 2010
NERDS!!!
So, I'm a nerd! I can deal with it. But, can my wife? Chad and I were going to dress up as Mario and Luigi. Chad calls me from the Halloween costume store and said, "Mike, I found the costumes. I'd rather be a nerd from the movie Revenge of the Nerds." I had no problem with that. As a matter of fact I thought it was pretty fun. I agreed and asked everyone else in the department to dress up with us. Honestly it was a blast. Chad won the 1st prize for the office costume contest and the imaging department as a whole won 3rd place. Guess who came in 2nd? A tall skinny guy dressed up as Mario. Irony smacks us again. Next year we take 1st, 2nd, and 3rd.
Thanks for reading.
Michael J. Laymon
Editor & Chief of The Laymon Letter
Editor & Chief of The Laymon Letter
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
So we're married now
September 25th, 2010 Emily and I said our vows and are now married. We had a wonderful ceremony. All of our friends and family were such a support and a blessing. Our Pastor, Bill made the ceremony so special. Especially, when he got choked up. Some of our family commented later that they were holding it together until he did that. Afterwards free flow blubbering.
Jack, our ringbearer and nephew did an outstanding job. Everyone was impressed with his zeal and charm during his posting as ringbearer. Equally so, Abby the flowergirl was impressive permorming her duties in top fashion. No one passed out, tripped, called out the wrong name at the altar(thank goodness), or had a meltdown.
The photographer was AWESOME and our pictures totally rocked. The link to check it out is: http://photos.imagopix.com/Imago-Weddings/Emily-Michael
If you came to the wedding I would like to personally say, "Thank you for sharing our special day with us. It meant a huge deal for all that were in attendance."
Michael J. Laymon
Editor & Chief of The Laymon Letter
Jack, our ringbearer and nephew did an outstanding job. Everyone was impressed with his zeal and charm during his posting as ringbearer. Equally so, Abby the flowergirl was impressive permorming her duties in top fashion. No one passed out, tripped, called out the wrong name at the altar(thank goodness), or had a meltdown.
The photographer was AWESOME and our pictures totally rocked. The link to check it out is: http://photos.imagopix.com/Imago-Weddings/Emily-Michael
If you came to the wedding I would like to personally say, "Thank you for sharing our special day with us. It meant a huge deal for all that were in attendance."
Michael J. Laymon
Editor & Chief of The Laymon Letter
Sunday, September 12, 2010
2 weeks!
Well, there is literally 13 days left until I and Emily are married. Then finally, this blog will be the true Laymon Letter. What words can I say? What questions can I answer? I guess we can tackle them one by one.
1) Michael, are you nervous? - No, of course not. Excited! I am marrying my best friend. Starting a family, going on my honeymoon. All things exciting.
2) Are you ready for the big day? - No, but also yes. I have to pick up my tux on the day before. Meet my half-sister for the first time. Get a few last minute items for here and there.
3) Where's the wedding? - 3pm at the Red Bank United Methodist Church. I like to call it "R. BUM" it sounds more fun. Gorgeous chapel and nice people. Reception at the Mill of Chattanooga.
I am counting the days!
Michael J. Laymon
Editor and Chief of the Laymon Letter
1) Michael, are you nervous? - No, of course not. Excited! I am marrying my best friend. Starting a family, going on my honeymoon. All things exciting.
2) Are you ready for the big day? - No, but also yes. I have to pick up my tux on the day before. Meet my half-sister for the first time. Get a few last minute items for here and there.
3) Where's the wedding? - 3pm at the Red Bank United Methodist Church. I like to call it "R. BUM" it sounds more fun. Gorgeous chapel and nice people. Reception at the Mill of Chattanooga.
I am counting the days!
Michael J. Laymon
Editor and Chief of the Laymon Letter
Monday, July 26, 2010
DRAGON BOATS!!!!
Long weekend. We started Saturday morning with Mark(The Best Man) and I heading out to IHOP for a pre-race carbo loading. Great idea! The wonderful waitress took around 20 minutes to get our order. This made us a few minutes late to the team meet up at Hamilton Place Mall. This lateness through Queen ADD(Spring aka the team Capt.) into a spiralling world of worry and anger. She gets quickly worked up.
GOD BLESS HER HEART! Wow, I honestly think that is the strangest comment in the world. You say this little statement and this "entitles" you to say anything you want. For example: "Lordy, that boy is so stupid, bless his heart."
Anyway, we got off topic. Mark and I sweat off about 20 lbs. each. We finally got to race an hour late. Due to the fact that the races were an hour behind they loaded up 5 boats to race together instead of 3. So, what place did we come in?
Yeah! We came in 5 th out of 5. We so don't rock.
Doesn't matter we absolutely had an awesome time. Next year we definitely have to get sponsorship and get extra practices. So, I will have to get on the case. Wish me luck.
Michael J. Laymon
Editor & Chief of the Laymon Letter
GOD BLESS HER HEART! Wow, I honestly think that is the strangest comment in the world. You say this little statement and this "entitles" you to say anything you want. For example: "Lordy, that boy is so stupid, bless his heart."
Anyway, we got off topic. Mark and I sweat off about 20 lbs. each. We finally got to race an hour late. Due to the fact that the races were an hour behind they loaded up 5 boats to race together instead of 3. So, what place did we come in?
Yeah! We came in 5 th out of 5. We so don't rock.
Doesn't matter we absolutely had an awesome time. Next year we definitely have to get sponsorship and get extra practices. So, I will have to get on the case. Wish me luck.
Michael J. Laymon
Editor & Chief of the Laymon Letter
Thursday, July 8, 2010
So there I was
MICHAEL: So there I was, selflessly mowing my fiance's lawn. I like her yard to be pretty for her. She really appreciates it. I was finished all the way down to one big square in the back yard. The exciting finish awaiting me. When all of the sudden it felt like someone burning me with cigarettes all over my body. I ran over a nest of bees. Those mean critters literally stabbed me all over. I jumped, stripped off clothes, threw my glasses in the yard, and ran for the hose. Sprayed myself all over like I was contaminated at the office (I work in the Nuclear field.)
Finally, I made it to the porch. I knocked on the door loudly, Emily came out probably with an internal monologue of "What, What do you need!?" She quickly went into action when she learned I had been accosted by killer-bully-bees. My Emily took my clothes from me and threw the tainted evidence of my domestic abuse in the washer. She accompanied me to the bathroom and allowed me to shower off in her house. This is where idiocy steps in. The only water that would come out was the hot. NO COLD WATER at all. I needed cool relief. After my shower I came to my senses. I left the hose on in the yard. Emily selflessly and bravely shut off the water in the war zone for us.
Dazed and very ashamed I couldn't see very well. Where are my glasses? IN THE YARD! AGAIN, Emily braved the Baghdad situation and retrieved my spectacles from the scene of the crime. I hurt all over. Emily asked if I needed Benadryl, asking if I was allergic to bee stings. Well, honey after 5 stings everyone is allergic to some degree, I said hurtfully. I received close to 10 stings. I knew of 8. She gave me 50mg of Benadryl. And during this short time I hit my inhaler a bunch of times. This is where my memory gets fuzzy and her part of the story begins.
EMILY: So there I was, sitting on the stool in the den trying to assess the severity of my dear fiance's allergic reaction. He was going in and out while attempting to tell me he was having trouble breathing. Now, I know I am a nurse but this is NOT my expertise. Remember my patients are under 10lbs and much of the time under 2lbs. They do not get bee stings. Anyway, I decided he needed to lay down, we couldn't go the the ER until his clothes were dry anyway. (At this point I was thinking "why did you wash those immediately, did the thought not cross your mind he might need epinephrine!") Michael dozed in and out for the next 30 minutes or so while I attended his clothes and checked on him every few minutes for breath sounds. He was snoring which made that part easy. After a while, I decided to contact my sister the Nurse Practitioner, maybe she would have some advice. After all, he was telling me breathing was still difficult despite all the Benadryl. Leslie suggested I look at the back of his throat to check for swelling. Why hadn't I thought of that...because I don't do big people! So, I wasn't able to look at the back of his throat for the HUGE tongue filling his entire mouth! Oh dear! This is not good. Leslie then replies we should head for the ER. Yep, I thought so. The only problem with this plan was his underwear and clothes were in the washer. I quickly put them in the dryer and tried to explain to him that as soon as they were dry we were going the ER. He didn't seem all that impressed, to which I explained how waking up to a dead fiance was not in my plans. He then agreed. Twenty minutes later when the clothes were all dry, I assessed the tongue size again. It was much less swollen than my previous exam and he said he was breathing easier. Therefore, we stayed home. I slept beside the drug induced coma patient to ensure he was breathing all night. At 3am I woke him for more meds and learned he felt much better and didn't need them. I know he left sometime this morning and I assume made it to work on time.
MICHAEL: Tonight, General Emily and I (Corporal Michael) took the offensive. She devised a cunning plan with other Military officers (Our next door neighbors Nancy & RC) to use good old fashion Napalm. Just kidding just Gasoline. By pouring it into their base of operations we eliminated the threat on their own soil. Hey, wait! That's our soil. They're Terrorists!! We took them out America. End of Story. God Bless! And good night.
Michael J. Laymon
Editor & Chief of the Laymon Letter
Finally, I made it to the porch. I knocked on the door loudly, Emily came out probably with an internal monologue of "What, What do you need!?" She quickly went into action when she learned I had been accosted by killer-bully-bees. My Emily took my clothes from me and threw the tainted evidence of my domestic abuse in the washer. She accompanied me to the bathroom and allowed me to shower off in her house. This is where idiocy steps in. The only water that would come out was the hot. NO COLD WATER at all. I needed cool relief. After my shower I came to my senses. I left the hose on in the yard. Emily selflessly and bravely shut off the water in the war zone for us.
Dazed and very ashamed I couldn't see very well. Where are my glasses? IN THE YARD! AGAIN, Emily braved the Baghdad situation and retrieved my spectacles from the scene of the crime. I hurt all over. Emily asked if I needed Benadryl, asking if I was allergic to bee stings. Well, honey after 5 stings everyone is allergic to some degree, I said hurtfully. I received close to 10 stings. I knew of 8. She gave me 50mg of Benadryl. And during this short time I hit my inhaler a bunch of times. This is where my memory gets fuzzy and her part of the story begins.
EMILY: So there I was, sitting on the stool in the den trying to assess the severity of my dear fiance's allergic reaction. He was going in and out while attempting to tell me he was having trouble breathing. Now, I know I am a nurse but this is NOT my expertise. Remember my patients are under 10lbs and much of the time under 2lbs. They do not get bee stings. Anyway, I decided he needed to lay down, we couldn't go the the ER until his clothes were dry anyway. (At this point I was thinking "why did you wash those immediately, did the thought not cross your mind he might need epinephrine!") Michael dozed in and out for the next 30 minutes or so while I attended his clothes and checked on him every few minutes for breath sounds. He was snoring which made that part easy. After a while, I decided to contact my sister the Nurse Practitioner, maybe she would have some advice. After all, he was telling me breathing was still difficult despite all the Benadryl. Leslie suggested I look at the back of his throat to check for swelling. Why hadn't I thought of that...because I don't do big people! So, I wasn't able to look at the back of his throat for the HUGE tongue filling his entire mouth! Oh dear! This is not good. Leslie then replies we should head for the ER. Yep, I thought so. The only problem with this plan was his underwear and clothes were in the washer. I quickly put them in the dryer and tried to explain to him that as soon as they were dry we were going the ER. He didn't seem all that impressed, to which I explained how waking up to a dead fiance was not in my plans. He then agreed. Twenty minutes later when the clothes were all dry, I assessed the tongue size again. It was much less swollen than my previous exam and he said he was breathing easier. Therefore, we stayed home. I slept beside the drug induced coma patient to ensure he was breathing all night. At 3am I woke him for more meds and learned he felt much better and didn't need them. I know he left sometime this morning and I assume made it to work on time.
MICHAEL: Tonight, General Emily and I (Corporal Michael) took the offensive. She devised a cunning plan with other Military officers (Our next door neighbors Nancy & RC) to use good old fashion Napalm. Just kidding just Gasoline. By pouring it into their base of operations we eliminated the threat on their own soil. Hey, wait! That's our soil. They're Terrorists!! We took them out America. End of Story. God Bless! And good night.
Michael J. Laymon
Editor & Chief of the Laymon Letter
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
What can I say?
What can I say about our lives right now? I am totally in love with my Emily.
She and I had a wonderful weekend for the 4th of July. We had the time to spend her family in the pool, had a cannon-ball contest (Emily's sister Leslie cheated with a can-opener and won), and saw gobs of fireworks going off on the highway from Cleveland to Ootewah to Chattanooga. I got a chance to shoot off some rounds with my best man Mark and his AR-15. It's so beautiful!! Made a final decision that I and the groomsman will be at the range expending ammo the morning of the wedding.
This weeks events will include cooking for each other all week, trying a yoga class, and having a dinner date at Emily's with my Grandparents Kurt & Ailene Laymon. Two fantastic people everyone should get to know. Just don't ask for embarrassing stories about me because, she will never stop with info.
Emily is doing a bang up job planning our wedding. She is dealing with rehearsal dinner invitations, programs for the day, and gifts for everyone involved in the wedding. She has a wonderful heart.
I am back at the books trying to knock these classes out one at a time. Working on Communications for Health care Managers Course. Loads of FUN!! "Wow, sarcasm doesn't translate well through a blog. Oh well."
Thanks for visiting and have a safe Summer.
~Wear sunscreen!!!!
Sincerely,
Michael J. Laymon
Editor & Chief of the Laymon Letter
She and I had a wonderful weekend for the 4th of July. We had the time to spend her family in the pool, had a cannon-ball contest (Emily's sister Leslie cheated with a can-opener and won), and saw gobs of fireworks going off on the highway from Cleveland to Ootewah to Chattanooga. I got a chance to shoot off some rounds with my best man Mark and his AR-15. It's so beautiful!! Made a final decision that I and the groomsman will be at the range expending ammo the morning of the wedding.
This weeks events will include cooking for each other all week, trying a yoga class, and having a dinner date at Emily's with my Grandparents Kurt & Ailene Laymon. Two fantastic people everyone should get to know. Just don't ask for embarrassing stories about me because, she will never stop with info.
Emily is doing a bang up job planning our wedding. She is dealing with rehearsal dinner invitations, programs for the day, and gifts for everyone involved in the wedding. She has a wonderful heart.
I am back at the books trying to knock these classes out one at a time. Working on Communications for Health care Managers Course. Loads of FUN!! "Wow, sarcasm doesn't translate well through a blog. Oh well."
Thanks for visiting and have a safe Summer.
~Wear sunscreen!!!!
Sincerely,
Michael J. Laymon
Editor & Chief of the Laymon Letter
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Big Wedding Shower
We are a buzz around here. Emily and I are staying the weekend at her parent's house in Cleveland, TN dubbed Shea Hunt. I am all ready to walk out the door to the Wedding shower brunch. Emily and her mom are running around the house preparing themselves.
My step-mom and grandmother are riding up together. Very glad there are coming. I am happy to have them with me this morning.
Fun fact! Do you know the secret ingredient in Emily's hairstyle today?
A - Hair gel
B - Hairspray
C - Moose
D - Pool water
If you chose D - Pool water, you are correct! Well done.
See you guys next time.
Michael
Editor and Chief of the Laymon Letter
My step-mom and grandmother are riding up together. Very glad there are coming. I am happy to have them with me this morning.
Fun fact! Do you know the secret ingredient in Emily's hairstyle today?
A - Hair gel
B - Hairspray
C - Moose
D - Pool water
If you chose D - Pool water, you are correct! Well done.
See you guys next time.
Michael
Editor and Chief of the Laymon Letter
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Welcome
Welcome to our family blog. Emily and I are excited to be blogging about our new life together. Emily is a NICU Nurse at T.C. Thompson's and I(Michael) work at the Chattanooga Heart Institute as a Cardio Tech.
We met how most couples meet. A blind date. Hey, don't judge us. It was a match made in Chattanooga. Uh, I mean heaven. Emily's sister is responsible for us meeting. Thanks Leslie!!
16 months after our first date we will be married. September 25th, 2010. Woo - Hoo!! Still can't believe she said yes.
The wedding plans are going quite well. A few stumbles and debacles here and there. But, together we weathered it all well. Emily says, "Hey, at the end of the day we'll be married. That's all that matters." I love her so much.
So, a few fun wedding tid bits:
1. I get a female groomsman
2. Both of Emily's sisters are the Matron & Maid of Honor
3. I will get to meet my half-sister for the first time in person
4. I get to wear a pretty snazzy tux. "Thanks, Eaves formal wear."
Well, gotta get back to the pre-nuptial events.
Sincerely,
Michael
Editor of the Laymon Letter
We met how most couples meet. A blind date. Hey, don't judge us. It was a match made in Chattanooga. Uh, I mean heaven. Emily's sister is responsible for us meeting. Thanks Leslie!!
16 months after our first date we will be married. September 25th, 2010. Woo - Hoo!! Still can't believe she said yes.
The wedding plans are going quite well. A few stumbles and debacles here and there. But, together we weathered it all well. Emily says, "Hey, at the end of the day we'll be married. That's all that matters." I love her so much.
So, a few fun wedding tid bits:
1. I get a female groomsman
2. Both of Emily's sisters are the Matron & Maid of Honor
3. I will get to meet my half-sister for the first time in person
4. I get to wear a pretty snazzy tux. "Thanks, Eaves formal wear."
Well, gotta get back to the pre-nuptial events.
Sincerely,
Michael
Editor of the Laymon Letter
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