What about me?

This is me. I took this pic of myself in the bathroom on Valentine's Day. I just got lucky that my bathroom is red, but no matter what time of year, the color always makes you look like you have a little color.

In a nod to many of the blogs I read, I thought I would list a few quirks/facts about me that one might(?) find interesting. Here we go:

--I don't have a sense of smell (childhood head injury, whole different story).

--I don't have any children, by choice.

--I don't eat shiny food, anything that reflects light will not be eaten by me i.e. jello.

--I am a nurse and it makes me nervous to go to the doctor. I get all sweaty and jittery, especially if I know they are going to touch me.

--I love to be in my bed, you may find me there at any given time of day or night.

--I have worked nights for 8 years, and that has led to a seriously disturbed sleep pattern which results in the previous situation.

--I have never had a Mountain Dew or a Dr. Pepper in my life.

--I have super sensitive hearing. I usually watch TV with the volume so low most people can't hear it, yet I manage to work in one of the loudest places in the world...an ER! I crave silence!

--I have a genuine fear of unknowingly committing a crime and going to prison.

--I could easily give up sweets, but would never be able to live without bread.

--I desperately want to be a "pretty runner", one with a smooth, effortless gait. Instead I look like a charging rhino.

So there you have it...super exciting huh? HA!

In Rememberance...

In honor of our fallen soldiers:

We should guard their graves with sacred vigilance. Adornment and security is but a fitting tribute to the memory of our slain defenders.

Let us, then, at the time appointed gather around their sacred remains and garland the passionless mounds above them with the choicest flowers of spring-time; let us raise above them the dear old flag they saved from dishonor.---John Logan

It never ceases to amaze me...

Yesterday, SunshineMeg posted about some barbarian spitting on a public bus driver. Who would ever do something like that? I was mortified.

I must also have been hallucinating because when I got to work last night, it seems like every person wanted to cuss me out! What kind of logic guides someone to seek the help of others and then think the best way to go about it is to call them every name in the book and then physically threaten them?

One guy had a hangnail and was discharged without any intervention (whatcha gonna do?) And he said, "all I want is a f*cking band-aid b*tch!" Seriously? Then take your sorry *ss to Walgreens and get one! Thanks so much and have a great day :O)

Has it been 20 years?

Twenty years ago today, a very cute boy from my German class called me on the phone and asked the magic question that has set us on an odessey of love and devotion. What were those life changing words you ask..."do you want to go out to dinner or what?" That is the line that lured me in!

We went to eat at Guthrie's and then to see "Glory" at the free movies at Langdon Hall. We have been together since. That's love people...❤

All mine!!!

I have thought about

making these cookies all weekend. I

haven't done it mostly out of laziness.

However, now that my husband has

left town (again), I am keenly aware

that if I make these cookies, then I am

free to eat them all myself. I am feeling

a sudden surge of energy...

That isn't normal?

I had a patient at work last night that was

freaking everybody out! He was sleeping

with his eyes open and he looked dead! Of

course something like this would be fun to

see....if my own husband didn't sleep with

his eyes open!

I have to say that if you have never seen it

before it is kinda scary. His eyes are usually

wide open but with this 1000 yard stare that

is spooky and weird. After 20 years together

I am pretty used to it, but there have been

many times when I had to check to see if he

was still breathing. Knowing my luck he will

collapse somewhere and I will just chalk it up

to an afternoon nap!

I think he would be mad if I posted a pic, but

if I can catch him in the act it is definitely

worth a peek!

Last call, last call....

My current job requires that

I take call from 11pm Friday to 7am Monday

every four weeks. It is unusual that I get called

in. Most of the folks have a great work ethic and

a can-do attitude who rarely need assistance.

Seeing as how this was my last call weekend

before the end of my job, I thought I would sail

through. I was a fool.

I got called in every night. We ended up holding

patients in the ER because the hospital was full,

so that takes up the space where we can treat

ER patients...in other words, a huge backlog!

So in summary, I have worked the last 8 nights

in a row and I am TIRED! Only one more night

this week and I will have a long stretch off.

The next job I get will not have call...I am putting

it out of my life forever! Can I get an "AMEN" from

my nursing peeps???