I, Jayme Adams have been one extremely busy girl these last couple of weeks!
Of course this does in no way justify my lack of updates, and I apologize to those of you who have been checking back occasionally, and have been somewhat aggravated with my absent responses and nonexistent posts.
I promise to do better.
Goodness where to start...
I am still confined in my casted-prison. But I am on day 27 and my anticipated freedom is in sight. There is still the odd pain here and there, but otherwise my wrist proceeds to grow stronger, and Malayne and I continue to count down the days...
I feel that since I am on the topic of injury I should inform those of you who have not yet heard the story of me cutting the cheese. No, this is not some crude-gassy story, although humorous you may find it. A couple weeks ago, my roommate Jesse and I were indulging in a late night snack consisting of stone wheat crackers, the cheese from outside our window, and an exacto knife. Some may call it reckless, others daring, but to sum things up, my gimped arm may not have been the best choice for the task of slicing the cheese. It did work for a while, but after a few slabs had been shaved, the exacto had a change of course and ventured into my left pointer finger. It created a pretty deep crater and the blood was gushing, so my intern, Jen and three other lovely ladies joined me in a late night adventure to emergency in Duncan, where I received three stitches. The best part of the night was the nurse's reaction when she asked for my uninjured arm, to fasten the hospital band to, and I handed over my casted-wrist..:) Just this past Monday I was able to get the stitches removed. But it is still healing and is far from pleasant to look at..

This past Monday to Friday we had our Old Testament Literature course. Our Professor Don Taylor was amazing! The week of classes was intense, but Don made them quite enjoyable through his notes, outside lectures, snack breaks, projects, and my favorite, the sword-drills. I admit, at the beginning of the week when we were asked to write out all the OT books, I had a bit of trouble remembering some of them... But as the week went on, my good ol' AWANA days came back to me. Some of my classmates would get pretty worked up and competitive when it came to winning the drills-those little candies that Don would throw out to the winners became items of honor and admiration. There was pretty stiff competition in our class. On the last day, we had a final show down, and I am pleased to say that out of our class of 27, I secured a solid third place. During the week we were also assigned a group project that required our entire class to come up with a way to creatively retell the entire Old Testament. With the tv show "The Office" as our directing theme we had only four days to write scripts, assign roles, film scenes, and edit. Our whole group really went all out, and the final movie was a huge success:)
Youth group this week was fantastic. We hadn't been in two weeks due to Missions Fest in Vancouver the week before, so it was good to see their smiling faces teeming with excitement when our red truck pulled up in front of the church. Youth at Lake Cow was a little different this week. As soon as we got there we piled back into cars with the kids and headed to Duncan. We arrived at a couple's house from our congregation, who had offered their house as a moshing-ground for an epic night of Rock Band. The kids had a blast and really enjoyed this night of irregular activity. There was great opportunity to talk with some of the girls during the long drive to and from Duncan. It was cool to see some of the shyer ones open up and talk about their lives and just the current randoms going on with them right now. One of the girls blew me away completely with her imaginative stories-she explained a bit about one of her current compositions and wow, she is amazingly creative! Next week me, Leila, Daneille and Jonathan get to run the entire youth night. We all have numerous ideas of how we want the night to go and the message we want to get across to the kids. Prayer that this coming Friday will be super impacting and that what we have to say will really speak to them and spark questions and thoughts, would be sweet.
There is much more to tell, but I have my final exam for our OT Lit course tomorrow afternoon, and an early India-workout run in the morning as well. So I am hitting the hay.
A promise is a promise, (reminds me of that Munsch book Mom..) my blogs will be consistent from now on.

Goodness where to start...
I am still confined in my casted-prison. But I am on day 27 and my anticipated freedom is in sight. There is still the odd pain here and there, but otherwise my wrist proceeds to grow stronger, and Malayne and I continue to count down the days...
I feel that since I am on the topic of injury I should inform those of you who have not yet heard the story of me cutting the cheese. No, this is not some crude-gassy story, although humorous you may find it. A couple weeks ago, my roommate Jesse and I were indulging in a late night snack consisting of stone wheat crackers, the cheese from outside our window, and an exacto knife. Some may call it reckless, others daring, but to sum things up, my gimped arm may not have been the best choice for the task of slicing the cheese. It did work for a while, but after a few slabs had been shaved, the exacto had a change of course and ventured into my left pointer finger. It created a pretty deep crater and the blood was gushing, so my intern, Jen and three other lovely ladies joined me in a late night adventure to emergency in Duncan, where I received three stitches. The best part of the night was the nurse's reaction when she asked for my uninjured arm, to fasten the hospital band to, and I handed over my casted-wrist..:) Just this past Monday I was able to get the stitches removed. But it is still healing and is far from pleasant to look at..
Patiently awaiting stitches at the hospital
Youth group this week was fantastic. We hadn't been in two weeks due to Missions Fest in Vancouver the week before, so it was good to see their smiling faces teeming with excitement when our red truck pulled up in front of the church. Youth at Lake Cow was a little different this week. As soon as we got there we piled back into cars with the kids and headed to Duncan. We arrived at a couple's house from our congregation, who had offered their house as a moshing-ground for an epic night of Rock Band. The kids had a blast and really enjoyed this night of irregular activity. There was great opportunity to talk with some of the girls during the long drive to and from Duncan. It was cool to see some of the shyer ones open up and talk about their lives and just the current randoms going on with them right now. One of the girls blew me away completely with her imaginative stories-she explained a bit about one of her current compositions and wow, she is amazingly creative! Next week me, Leila, Daneille and Jonathan get to run the entire youth night. We all have numerous ideas of how we want the night to go and the message we want to get across to the kids. Prayer that this coming Friday will be super impacting and that what we have to say will really speak to them and spark questions and thoughts, would be sweet.
There is much more to tell, but I have my final exam for our OT Lit course tomorrow afternoon, and an early India-workout run in the morning as well. So I am hitting the hay.
A promise is a promise, (reminds me of that Munsch book Mom..) my blogs will be consistent from now on.
Lake Cow youth gals

Deb, Daneille and Myself outside Canada Place


3 comments:
Wonderful Stuff Jaym-o. ;) Thanks for the update! Blessings on the final tomorrow.
Jayme, it is so wonderful to hear of what is going on again!! I love your updates, and have been sad each day when i check.... but this morning, you brought an instant smile to this face of mine!! Sounds like things are continuing to be amazing for you, and that God is definitely working in your life, and I am so happy for that! Love ya!
You're back! I've been looking forward to hearing from you. It is great to know what to pray for, and how you're doing. I can't believe you injured both hands!!
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