Adam Lamble

Well, congratulations are in order for my friends Seth and Sarah who just got hitched this last weekend. The wedding was in Emporia and they asked Andy, Dave, and I to be ushers in the wedding so we were all pretty much obligated to attend. They had implied that they wanted me to be the best man but didn’t want to hurt Andy and Dave’s feelings so I went ahead and played along.

We went down on Friday and not only did we swim for a good portion of the afternoon but we also had a swimming pool slam dunk contest to end all swimming pool slam dunk contests. Afterwards, the boys and I tried our best to ruin the rehearsal by not taking anything serious and then proceeded to reward ourselves with free food at the rehearsal dinner. Later we all enjoyed a romantic, moonlit swim in the pool with about a billion of Seth and Sarah’s cousins.

Besides the sweltering heat the wedding went extremely well. I was the best usher there, but in the others’ defense, I’ve had a lot more experience and am kind of a professional. After the wedding we relaxed at the reception and partook in some very stimulating arguments about Skittles. Finally, Seth and Sarah barely escaped our barrage of bubbles and drove off into the sunset. You can check out more photos of my journey at my flick site.

I went to the baseball game with my mom a couple weeks ago. Back in 1994 my mom had gotten free tickets and promised to take me to the game, get me a foam finger, and let me keep a score card. Unfortunately, there was a strike and so we decided to postpone our trip for twelve years. Anyway, her boss has some season tickets in some phenomenal seats that he’ll give away periodically and since he was going out of town he offered them up to my mom for a Friday game. We starved ourselves all afternoon and the above picture is part of the feast we enjoyed while at the game. We also got a scorecard and attempted to fill it out ourselves before an old guy sitting next to us couldn’t bare us butchering it anymore and showed us how to do it correctly. The Royals ended up destroying the competition and since they got more than twelve hits I can still turn in our ticket stubs for a dozen Krispy Kreme donuts. The only blemish on the night was that the fireworks show after the game never happened due to technical difficulties. But thanks to the inconvenience, all of the fans were told they could also redeem their tickets for any future Royal’s game, so all is well that ends well.

Never passing up a free ride, my old roommates from Manhattan jumped at the chance to go with their role model to a baseball game. Even though the Royals lost and they didn’t get a dozen hits we still had a pretty good time, mainly thanks to the great view. Since we ate at Chipotle before hand I decided my hardly cast iron gut wouldn’t be able to withstand some delicious chili cheese fries so all I got to eat was a frozen lemonade.

As we were leaving my friends begged me to get a picture of all of us in front of Mr. and Mrs. Kauffman. I asked a couple passing by to take the picture and the man said he would so we all lined up in front of the statues, including his wife. I’m not sure if she was trying to be funny or was just lost and confused but she will be forever immortalized as, “Is that one of your moms?” whenever someone sees this photo.

Shortly after we took this picture and were walking back to the car, some serious words were exchanged. Dave called shotgun in my car and I pointed out that someone could challenge him by racing him to the car. Everyone then in turn guaranteed each other they could beat each other in a foot race (except Andy) and the only way anything was going to be settled was if we raced. Andy paced off about 75 meters and started the race. It was a well fought race for all parties involved but unfortunately, Seth was going so fast that he started traveling through time and since you can’t be in two places at once, he fell… hard. He scraped up his arm pretty bad but hopefully he doesn’t need a cast or anything since he’s getting married next weekend.

I took a CPR class for health care professionals yesterday. It was six hours long and was just an instructor reiterating things I had already learned ten times over. Other than the knowledge I obtained and the betterment of myself as a professional the only redeeming thing about the class was that there were a bunch of cute girls in it.

I was required to take this class because I’m enrolled in a Certified Nurse’s Assistant course for the next three weeks and the CPR class was a prerequisite. I’m taking the CNA course through our local community college and I’ve heard mixed feelings about it. Actually, I’ve only heard that it’s really long and pretty boring. But I’ve been really interested in getting a job in a hospital and have been shot down at every turn so hopefully this certification will help and provide me with a job for my time off from school.

The eerie part is that I lived with my parents while I went to high school and during the summer when I took some community college classes. Then I moved out and went to college. Now that I graduated I’m staying with my parents again and begin a junior college class next week. If I keep devolving at this rate I’m going to have to soon start worrying about what kind of trapper keeper to buy for my communication arts class and who I’m going to ask to Homecoming.

Between the weekend and the 4th of July holiday I’ve had an extended weekend away from work. The weekend was full of fun stuff for Chelsea and Scott’s wedding. We were invited to the rehearsal dinner, wedding and reception, and a Sunday morning brunch. I felt overwhelmed with stuff going on and I didn’t even have to do anything. But congratulations to Chelsea and Scott and to everyone else who was able to pull it off so well.

For the 4th of July we had a party to trump all parties. We had some friends over and stuffed ourselves with BBQ and played a couple games. My friends and I weren’t able to make it all the way down to Corporate Woods for the fireworks but we saw them just fine from the shopping center down by our house. I got plenty of pictures of all the events from the weekend and they’ve been updated to my Flickr site.

Overall it was a really successful weekend. I didn’t get as much sleep as I would have liked, especially last night. Alek and I stayed up until 3:00 watching Scrubs, which my sister and Travis got me for an early birthday present. And then I woke up early to say goodbye to them at the airport. I really like Scrubs so far and the best part is it’s kind of like research for my future profession. I did get one productive thing done this weekend, I sent in my application for Medical School.