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Spring Break 2007

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Super Dork

Friday, October 27, 2006

On a Lighter Note

I could just eat her up. However, since cannibalism isn't my style, I'll be satisfied by cuddling her and sniffing that yummy baby head smell instead.

To the Bottom Feeding Slimeball That Broke Into Ed's Car

Not that you care, but you completely disgust me. I just don't understand what makes idiots like you think that it is OK to steal from other people. Is it because you are too lazy, or just too stupid to get a real job?

I hope you are enjoying the brand new PSP and Madden '07 game that you swiped from the glove box. Just so you know, my husband, who busts his ass putting in 16-18 hour days at work during football season, just got that for his birthday from his little girls. I wish that you could feel the pain that they felt when they found out that their Daddy's birthday present was stolen from him. Or better yet, feel the fear they do because they are now scared that people will break into our house too.

It's a pity that Ed didn't catch you while you were busting out his window (which by the way, we have to pay for out of pocket). I guarantee you that you would never steal again, unless you are agile enough to do it from a wheelchair. I hope the stuff you stole from him and the 3 other cars on the same street you hit that night brought you enjoyment because karma is one bad mutha. I will continue to sit here totally pissed about the $500 in damage to the car and lost property, however I will also be satisfied in knowing that Bubba is always looking for his next bitch, and when you do land your sorry ass in jail, you just might be it.

Theiving asshole.

Friday, October 20, 2006

Patients Beware

I passed boards!!! I am officially a licensed RN...woo hoo! I've been practicing as a GN (Graduate Nurse) for 2 months now, which means I had to do almost everything under supervision from my mentor. When I go to work tomorrow night, I will be on my own and practicing under my own license.

Here are the other pics I promised last time:

This is pretty much the only face I could get Anna to make in almost every picture I have of her from her birthday party.

14 kids showed up to her party. The girls from the pizza place that were assisting with the party made all 14 of them balloon swords. Do you understand what I'm saying here? 14 sugared up, caffeine filled 5 and 6 year olds. With balloon swords. It took everything in my power not to strangle the kids and then bitch slap the evil party girls who seemed to make it their mission to drive me as insane as they possibly could before sending us home.

Here is the new 'do. I guess I should have warned you to put on some sunglasses before viewing the glaring whiteness that is my skin.

This was taken in Anna's room which explains why Polly Pocket is peeking over my shoulder.

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Rants and Pics

You know what annoys the crap out of me? OK, besides the reunion of Paris and Nicole, the loud ass barking dogs next door, and my kids waking me up before 8 in the morning on my days off.

People who continuously bitch and moan about how much they hate their job, but don't do anything about it. There are several people on the floor I work on who constantly whine about how much they hate being there, how badly they are treated, yada yada yada. Then LEAVE! Seriously, I don't understand why they are still on our particular floor if they hate it so much. A few of the nurses have been smart enough to transfer to another type of unit when they got burned out on neurology. I am so sad to see them go because they are wonderful nurses, and great friends. However, there are a few that choose to stay, and then gripe about it to anyone that will listen.

Spoonleg recently posted about the perks of being a nurse. Yeah, the job gets a little nasty at times and it is very physically and emotionally draining. However, it is also extremely rewarding, and the flexibility of this career is amazing. I can't name too many jobs that allow you to go anywhere in the world, get paid for relocating, name your salary, make your own schedule, etc. Therefore, if you are a nurse who is stuck in a rut and no longer enjoy whatever position you are in, shut the hell up, figure out where you would be happier, and GO! You don't even have to leave the hospital, just change units! Jeez.

That's all I got to say about that.

Kim requested pics of the new 'do and of the kids. Just because I love Kim and because I'm always happy to share the cuteness and pain-in-the-assness of my girls, here ya go.....

This one isn't so much a pain in the ass as she is a minor nuisance at 3 in the morning. I'm so in love with this baby that she almost makes me want another one. Hey, I said almost.

This was taken at Cassie's 4th birthday party on Sept. 23rd. We had it at a build your own bear kind of place. The kids (all girls) got to dress up like fairies, have a tea party, and of course, make their own stuffed animals.
Cassie rates 4 out of 10 on the pain in the ass scale. At 4 years old, she still sucks her fingers so much they are blistered, and there is a bit of concern about her teeth. When the house is quiet, there is always a faint slurp-slurp sound that is like fingernails down a chalkboard to me. Fortunately, besides this and the occasional "I'm going to cry about everything" mood that she gets in, this kid is easy to please. And look, can you get any more cute than this? I think not.

Great. Blogger is being a bitch and I can't get any more pics to post. I'll try again later.

Thursday, October 12, 2006


Since I last posted I:

1. Attended 7 birthday parties in 2 weeks.

2. Threw 2 of these parties myself.

3. Bought a new oven because the old one caught on fire.

4. Joined the PTA.

5. Learned that if you feed Rachel banana baby food, she will
immediately spit it in your face.

6. Completely pissed off a friend because Anna embarrassed her and I thought it was hilarious.

7. Talked to Anna about why it is inappropriate to yell, "So long, suckas!" to her kindergarten class when said friend picked her up from school for me.

8. Have worked as a nurse for almost 2 months and have managed to not kill any of my patients.

9. Not finished the nursery, even though Rachel is 5 months old now.

10. Have let Cassie skip pre-school almost every Friday, just so we can hang out without Anna trying to hog all of my attention.

11. Rekindled my Gymboree addiction.

12. Got a rockin' haircut.

13. Almost let Ed talk me into dying my hair jet black, but came to my senses and realized that it would only make me look like a wannabe goth chick since my skin is so pasty white.

14. Gained about 10 lbs.

15. Got my ass in gear and went back to the gym before I gained 10 more.

16. Almost died of a heart attack when Ed informed me that if we were wealthy, he would want to have 10 kids.

17. Informed Ed that this baby maker is only good for one more c-section, then reminded him that he was the one who flipped out when I jokingly told him that I might want one more child.

18. Have done much praying about the state of this world and all of the insane crap that is going on from school shootings, to insane dictators (our President included).

19. Killed our beta fish when I put it into shock after cleaning his bowl.

20. Have not killed the fat cat, rabbit, or dog.

21. Have been very busy, but doing things that I want to be doing...can't beat that.

Monday, August 14, 2006

I'm Just Waiting For the Principal to Call and Tell Me She's Already Been Suspended

My baby started Kindergarten today. She wore the outfit we bought months ago just for this day, and took her brand-new pink imitation leather, rhinestone studded, Super Girl backpack complete with water bottle.

We walked to the classroom together hand in hand. She was so excited and chatty, and I was trying my best not to cry. As soon as we got to the door, she turned around and said, "Bye Mom."

Nuh uh, no way kid. I spent 6 years both waiting for and dreading this moment, dammit. I walked her INTO the classroom, kissed her, hugged her, and embarrassed her like any decent mom should. Hey, at least I wasn't recording her every move on a camcorder like some parents were.

For about a minute, I just stood there fighting back tears. Then the feeling passed and I wanted to shout, "We're FREEEEEEEE!!! Martinis and Margaritas at my place!"