Archive for March, 2009

I got poop on my sweatshirt. Someone else’s poop to be exact. Luckily it was a very cute 8-month-old someone. Preparation for nursing or motherhood? or BOTH!

Did I ever tell you that when I finish a nannying job, 90% of the time I SWEAR I smell poop? Either on me or just following me. I cannot escape it. I think my paranoia over poop following me has escalated to a RATIONAL and REAL fear. awesome.

I never thought I’d be the type of person who blogged about poop but here I am, blogging about it. Sorry but this is my life. So really you should be apologizing to me.

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Oh.my.goodness
This dog is so great. I’ve been thinking about it a lot and I think this feeling is our hearts growing to accommodate our love for the new girl! I know that’s sappy but it’s true and real and how I feel! I love that we can do this, that people have the capacity to love more and more!
Here are some pictures so you can have a better look.

guess who thought she would be sleeping here? She hopped right up like she owned the place.

checking things out

We’re having a bit of a conundrum here. We, and by “we” I mean mom and I, thought Paisley was THE name for our new girl, but apparently the testosterone vote in the house isn’t buying it. He likes “Surly”. The thing is, she’s NOT surly. So we have done A LOT of name searching today. “Sadie” (from “Sexy Sadie” by the Beatles) and “Liebchen” (”sweetheart” in German) are the two other top choices. Please leave a comment and vote on your favorite. Or suggest another name, preferably two-syllables and non-human (yes I realize Sadie is a human name).

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I thought I would tell you the story since yesterday’s post was so crazy. While I was working yesterday morning, mom perused craigslist for dogs. We usually check out petfinder or the KC Star in our hunt for a dog. For some reason craigslist just isn’t our top pet-searching avenue. I have checked a few times and it always makes me so sad because a lot of the ads are families giving away their dogs because they are moving to apartments or encountering financial difficulty. All of that to say, it was a bit of a freak-move (or God-thing as mom calls it) for mom to check craigslist but freak-moving she did. Low and behold there was an ad for this gorgeous purebred Golden Retriever who was already house-trained and fixed, as well as mild-mannered. Mom emailed the lady and she called mom back. We were the first (of MANY) requesting more information so the lady called us! She said that her step-mother-in-law shows dogs at the Westminster Show and said this was the best Golden Retriever she had seen, she could be shown if we wanted! Anyhoo, this was all unbeknownst to me when I came home and mom had this smirk. She wanted to surprise me but couldn’t wait, so she showed me the picture. After getting our joint haircuts we were off to Ft. Leavenworth to see Ashley. As soon as I saw her I knew. Sounds cheesy but I don’t care! The story was that this family had Ashley for three weeks because they took her from another military family who were stationed in Korea and could not afford to take their dogs. The second family (3-week people) already have a G.R. puppy when they adopted Ashley. The puppy didn’t do so well with Ashley, she started having accidents and the like so they decided they needed to find another home for Ashley. And she was free! Not that we wouldn’t have paid for her, but seriously a free purebred? We’ve never had such a fancy dog, well except for Missy. I guess that does make us fancy-dog people but we are not snobby about it, we love mutts too!
It’s so great having a dog again. I forgot what fun it is and how wonderful it feels to see them look at you and wag their tail or greet you at the door. I don’t even mind the dog hair, although I will say it’s looking like she will shed A LOT less than Timber did. Ashley/Paisley reminds us a lot of Timber, which is so great!
We love her so much already, even when she jumps into our beds acting like she’s the queen of Sheba!

LOVE!

ps So we didn’t exactly tell Dad about our new family member. He came home and was surprised but I think it went over well. She was all over him, wagging her tail and whatnot. It’s hard to not love her!

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People, we stinkin’ got a dog today. She is four-years-old and a purebred golden retriever. She is perfectly mannered and wonderful. While I was getting the kennel out of the shed a MOUSE scampered out! Every time things like this happen I RUE the day I said “if ever there was a reason to pee my pants THIS would be it”. So I didn’t pee my pants but I did scream bloody murder, scaring the poor new dog into running franticly toward the backdoor. DUDE! I’m not the outdoors girl, I’m not down with the rodents or bugs in my face. The kennel is still outside, we’re leaving that task up to dad. EEK!

I will post pictures soon. Her name is Ashley but we’re calling her Paisley, sounds close enough right?

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pictures!
first one

second one not so good because I took it with my phone

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Trying a different theme. Spicing things up, you know, it’s helpful when keeping your blog-blogger relationship fresh. I like this theme except for the words “Angley Theme” at the top of the page. This blog is not called “Angley Theme”, no sir. And I’m not at the point where I can rewrite the theme and change that. HOWEVER, this theme has a RSS button thingie, which should help those of you wanting that. I have found that my blog entries do come up on Google reader. And yes, I have my own blog on my Google reader, don’t judge.

I guess the one thing that would make me REALLY happy at this point would be to figure out how the heck to get my xanga entries to show up as fluent sarcasm entries. My books are not helping and I don’t much appreciate it.

Wow, I’m blogging about blogging. Strange.

I’m getting super excited about being a nurse. We’re skipping the thoughts about nursing SCHOOL because those are not pleasant. But dude, being a nurse will be awesome. Except for the poop. And the throw-up. And the urine. And the crabby people. A.W.E.S.O.M.E. No but seriously, I am totally excited and I’m already working on suppressing my gag reflex.

Get used to these pictures, I took about a million.

LOVE!

PS Stumbled upon this A Letter for Every Good, Decent Christian Single Guy Who Just Wants to Find Miss Right
It’s 2 days before New Year’s Eve. Here’s what she has to tell you.
http://www.associatedcontent.comarticle/725483/a_letter_for_every_good_decent_christian.html“>
and the reply
Yes please to this guy.

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The interview went well, praise the Lord.  It was actually really enjoyable.  I was not even a TAD nervous because I knew I would do my best and the rest was up to God.  The last time I felt like this was when I interviewed to get into the BSN-AT program.  It is such a relief to know that it’s not up to me, that after I do my best, my part is over.  I will, of course, keep praying that the Lord will provide, but I know He will.  After all, my phone is working after being dropped in the toilet!  If that isn’t proof that miracles still happen, well I don’t know what to tell ya.  But yeah, the ladies who did the interviewing could not have been kinder, really.  And that helps because most of my interviews-concerning-healthcare-jobs-in-my-future have not been so easy.  Remember that post that said that there were a lot of “No, you can’t”s during my four years of undergrad?  Those mostly happened at interviews with a certain committee.  Thanks guys.  So no pitting out at this interview!  awesome!

I wanted to tell you about how adventurous I’ve been this last week.  Adventurous in the food department (hey, that’s as adventurous as it gets somedays).  

Things I tried:

grouper, sushi, applesauce, supreme pizza

Things I liked:

grouper, applesauce, slightly modified supreme pizza

Sorry sushi, you’re just not my style.  I really tried to have an open mind but you were a little too mushy.  Maybe we can get together another time, I mean, you could try to be a bit tastier and less mushy, no?

When I mentioned my recent food expeditions to Alex and Kaitlyn, they were quite surprised and they said, “The world must be ending.”  HA.  Or maybe I’m just growing up?  Are the two related?

Still haven’t found the glasses and while it’s disappointing because I’ve never loved a pair of glasses as I loved those, it’s kind of exciting to get new ones.  I’m hoping to get a deal to ensure a pair of prescription sunglasses as well.  I will have to pray over those sunglasses everyday I have them.  I’m not known to be good to my sunnies.  

I just ordered my first nursing book.  The one from which I will have to have read 10 chapters before class begins May 18.  Let the party begin!

I am planning on dedicating some time this weekend to working out some blog things so I can be in top form for all of you!

LOVE!

Let’s see if this works

Sanibel!!! I FREAKIN’ POSTED A PICTURE!

KATE, I owe you my firstborn. seriously.

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This week has FLOWN by.  I’ve not meant to be neglectful, but you, dear blog, do not scream as loudly as my favorite 7-month-old and everyone knows that whoever (whomever?) screams the loudest gets my attention the fastest.  There is so much to do, it’s almost laughable.  In fact, let’s just laugh right now.  Okay.  I feel better.  On top of the craziest week ever, I lost my prescription glasses in the Ft. Myers airport.  So far no luck on finding them.  This morning I dropped my cell in the toilet.  This week is beginning to get expensive.  Apparently it hasn’t heard that I have no money and will have less than no money come May.  

Okay but I’m totally thrilled that I got 4 WHOLE COMMENTS for my last post.  This is almost the greatest thing to ever happen to me.  I haven’t had time to address some of your requests (RSS thingie) but I’m going to do my best to fully set this blog up by the time I start school so that it will be perfect and ready to go whenever I get a hankering to blog.  I mean, I can’t deprive you guys of the butt-wiping stories can I?  No way.  So I’ve got a little less than 2 months to get this baby rolling.  We’ll start the rolling next week.  Gotta focus on my scholarship interview tomorrow.  If you think of it at 11 AM Central Time would you PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE pray for me?  Thank you!

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Tomorrow morning, bright and early, I’ll be heading to Liberty, Missouri for William Jewell’s BSN-AT orientation.  It’s really hard for me to relay how exciting/thrilling this is.  The more I read about the nursing shortages and the thousands of people turned away from nursing programs, the more blessed I feel.  Each time I read about those people, well it makes it more real.  If you are reading this people, don’t lose heart, you’ll get in!  It seems like such a simple dream I know.  But it’s been so long in the making.  I’ve known for at least eight years that I wanted to work in medicine.  I spent four years of college hearing “you can’t” from myself (and others) and becoming increasingly discouraged with each exam, semester and paper.  That’s why taking a break right after I graduated was the best thing I could have ever done.  I know it didn’t make sense to some people, but those people needed to not matter to me anymore.  Their opinions were what kept me up at night worrying.  If I had gone into nursing school in 2006, I would have never had those two years of worryless-ness, of fun, young times in a big city.  Yes I’d probably be a travel nurse by now, having worked a “real” job for a couple years.  But would I have had a backpacking trip through Europe, the discovery of Washington, D.C., the learning of how to be me when I know no one and an Oz-tastical vacation with my favorite sibling?  I’m doubting it.  That’s why it’s hard to regret anything in life.  What would I take away?  How would I be different?  Without those two years I doubt I’d be this thrilled to be going to nursing school.

“EEEEEEEEE!” is a pretty accurate description of how I feel.

So, anyone want to buy me a stethoscope?

LOVE!

ps thank you for the comments people.  Encouragement is just what the doctor ordered.

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Good news:

I’m immune to chicken pox

I am now certified to perform CPR as a healthcare professional.  Which means I can use one of those bag thingies (technical term you see) on you if you stop breathing and your heart stops beating.

I worked two hours more than expected tonight, which means double the money.

My mom used her Dean & Deluca gift card to buy me a GINORMOUS Orangina, Fiji water (so fancy!) and a turkey sandwich.  D&D makes THE BEST turkey sandwiches.  seriously.

I watched “Real Housewives of New York City” (shut up, I like it.  Well really I like NYC.  ha) in HD at A’s house last night.  Let’s just say no one’s perfect.  Especially in HD.  Whole new world people.  WHOLE. NEW. WORLD.

Bad news:

That extra work I got today, those extra two hours?  Consisted of an 18-month-old screaming bloody murder.

My car is kaput.  again.  as in second time in two weeks.  third time in 2 months.  more money than it is worth.

I still don’t know how to “do” this blog, even if it believes in me (see comment on last entry).

Okay I can’t continue with the “bad” list or I’ll break my lenten fast of sweets.  

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