Well I went downstairs before work and noticed that Jamaal had turned on the pull switch light over my embroidery machine. So I went in the laundry room to turn it off, and there was water splashed on a plastic box...
Upon further inspection, I noticed that there was a big puddle on the ground, and the water was creeping toward the carpet in the main room downstairs. (I just typed "the patient" guess where I am! :D) There was water dripping from a small hole (like one that would be made by a screw or nail) on the ceiling next to the stairs. The water was dripping directly into a rubbermaid box that I had some yarn in...no lid on this one. So, I examined all of it and the only bag of yarn that got wet was one that had old skeins of yarn from projects I had finished. So that's good...but they were perfectly good and most of them were unused. :( There was also a roll of magnet with adhesive backing that was wet, and a couple small cross-stitch projects that I started, but never finished...I didn't like them anyway so I don't mind tossing them.
The good thing is that the water is no where near my embroidery machine or craft table.
I called the landlord and he'll come over in the morning to check it out. So he'll wake me up around noon, which is fine because I am off for the next couple days and I need to get back on to the normal day schedule.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
A mix of many things
Well I have scheduled my follow up with my thyroid MD, and we'll see how that goes. I'm nervous about it, mostly because I think I'll get chewed out. I want to get in there as soon as possible, hopefully get another ultrasound, and then decide. If I have the surgery at all, it would be good for me to get my surgery in before the year is over, because I have already paid my deductible for the year, and so it would be cheaper this year rather than waiting until next year.
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So I've decided that I'm kind of pathetic when it comes to listening to songs on the radio. I almost cry, or at least get watery eyes practically once a day just because of the songs I hear. One gets me every time:
"Just a Dream" by Carrie Underwood.
It was two weeks after the day she turned 18
all dressed in white, going to the church that night
She had his box of letters in the passenger seat,
six pence in her shoe something borrowed something blue
and when the church doors opened up wide she put her veil down trying to hide the tears
oh she just couldn’t believe it she heard the trumpets from the military band and the flowers fell out of her hands
Chorus: Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go I was counting on forever, now I'll never know I cant even breathe
It's like I'm, looking from a distance, standing in the background Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now, This can't be happening to me This is just a dream
The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray
lord please lift his soul and heal this hurt
then the congregation all stood up and sang the saddest song that she ever heard then they handed her a folded up flag and she held on to all she had left of him
oh and what could’ve been and then guns rang one last shot and it felt like a bullet in her heart
Chorus: Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go I was counting on forever, now I'll never know; I can't even breathe.
It's like I'm, looking from a distance, standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now, This can't be happening to me This is just a dream
Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to goI was counting on forever, now I'll never know Ohh i'll never know
It's like I'm, looking from a distance, standing in the background Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now, This can't be happening to me This is just a dream
Oh this is just a dream just a dream, ya
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The first time I heard it I thought she was going to her wedding, so I was happy for her, but then I realized that he had died, and then I lose it. That would be a terrible thing. I don't think I could handle that. And I realize that he was in the military, but to me it's the same thing: loss is loss, and I just couldnt handle that. (I know most people don't think they could, but life will go on, and I know that I would be able to function, but I'm soooo not ready for that.) Don't know that I'd ever be, but that's beside the point...
I keep thinking more and more about my wedding day and hope that it will be soon. I keep hinting for 6/6/09, (so keep that date open...) and so that song scares me even more...
CDs I want: Carrie Underwood Carnival Ride; Taylor Swift's self titled album; and Jordin Sparks' self titled album.
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So I've decided that I'm kind of pathetic when it comes to listening to songs on the radio. I almost cry, or at least get watery eyes practically once a day just because of the songs I hear. One gets me every time:
"Just a Dream" by Carrie Underwood.
It was two weeks after the day she turned 18
all dressed in white, going to the church that night
She had his box of letters in the passenger seat,
six pence in her shoe something borrowed something blue
and when the church doors opened up wide she put her veil down trying to hide the tears
oh she just couldn’t believe it she heard the trumpets from the military band and the flowers fell out of her hands
Chorus: Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go I was counting on forever, now I'll never know I cant even breathe
It's like I'm, looking from a distance, standing in the background Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now, This can't be happening to me This is just a dream
The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray
lord please lift his soul and heal this hurt
then the congregation all stood up and sang the saddest song that she ever heard then they handed her a folded up flag and she held on to all she had left of him
oh and what could’ve been and then guns rang one last shot and it felt like a bullet in her heart
Chorus: Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go I was counting on forever, now I'll never know; I can't even breathe.
It's like I'm, looking from a distance, standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now, This can't be happening to me This is just a dream
Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to goI was counting on forever, now I'll never know Ohh i'll never know
It's like I'm, looking from a distance, standing in the background Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now, This can't be happening to me This is just a dream
Oh this is just a dream just a dream, ya
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The first time I heard it I thought she was going to her wedding, so I was happy for her, but then I realized that he had died, and then I lose it. That would be a terrible thing. I don't think I could handle that. And I realize that he was in the military, but to me it's the same thing: loss is loss, and I just couldnt handle that. (I know most people don't think they could, but life will go on, and I know that I would be able to function, but I'm soooo not ready for that.) Don't know that I'd ever be, but that's beside the point...
I keep thinking more and more about my wedding day and hope that it will be soon. I keep hinting for 6/6/09, (so keep that date open...) and so that song scares me even more...
CDs I want: Carrie Underwood Carnival Ride; Taylor Swift's self titled album; and Jordin Sparks' self titled album.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Problem thyroids
Well I have posted a poll on here to see what I should name the new blog. I really don't love LOVE any of them, but I suppose one would do. Hopefully someone will think of something that will just blow me out of the water, and say "I LOVE IT!"
So night shift has got me bored...I'm going to be busy here soon though, lots of things to do once 0500 hits. Which is actually a good thing for me...
Tonight I noticed that my neck is extra large. I guess I havent posted that I decided to wait on the surgery. I decided that my surgeon had a point: waiting and seeing how it goes can be better than rushing for the extreme option of complete removal of the thyroid gland. We Americans tend to go that route...reaching for the pills to fix a problem, that could be worked out with other ways like physical therapy, psychotherapy, etc.
Also, he scared me into thinking that I might have a hoarse voice, or might have a problem with my parathyroid gland if he nicked either my larangeal nerve or my parathyroid (respectively).
But tonight I noticed that my neck is really kind of large. So I need to call my thyroid doctor and schedule a follow up appointment where I can discuss with her the fact that the surgeon told me to wait. And then I need to schedule a follow up ultrasound. And since I already feel that it is enlarged, I have a feeling I'll be scheduling a surgery next year. I do not want another biopsy, that's for sure!
Meanwhile, I'm worried about it...and to tell the truth, I don't want to face my thyroid MD with an intact thyroid...she is going to tell me to schedule my surgery no matter what. I wonder if I should get a new thyroid MD...
So night shift has got me bored...I'm going to be busy here soon though, lots of things to do once 0500 hits. Which is actually a good thing for me...
Tonight I noticed that my neck is extra large. I guess I havent posted that I decided to wait on the surgery. I decided that my surgeon had a point: waiting and seeing how it goes can be better than rushing for the extreme option of complete removal of the thyroid gland. We Americans tend to go that route...reaching for the pills to fix a problem, that could be worked out with other ways like physical therapy, psychotherapy, etc.
Also, he scared me into thinking that I might have a hoarse voice, or might have a problem with my parathyroid gland if he nicked either my larangeal nerve or my parathyroid (respectively).
But tonight I noticed that my neck is really kind of large. So I need to call my thyroid doctor and schedule a follow up appointment where I can discuss with her the fact that the surgeon told me to wait. And then I need to schedule a follow up ultrasound. And since I already feel that it is enlarged, I have a feeling I'll be scheduling a surgery next year. I do not want another biopsy, that's for sure!
Meanwhile, I'm worried about it...and to tell the truth, I don't want to face my thyroid MD with an intact thyroid...she is going to tell me to schedule my surgery no matter what. I wonder if I should get a new thyroid MD...
Monday, August 25, 2008
First party, new blog?
My first Stampin' Up party was yesterday, and it went really well. I had a good time and am sooooo excited to start making cards/scrapbook pages/other projects to show others how, and to send them off to my friends. The started kit didn't come with quite enough stuff for me to actually get a lot done, but I'm going to be working on it tomorrow. :D
Still looking for people to host parties. My mom is going to have a party, but not right away, because a lot of the people that went yesterday will be invited again, so we will wait a little bit.
Has anyone thought of names for my stamping blog? Maybe I'll make a poll, but need some ideas first. I have a couple...
On the Cardstock
On the Stamp Pad
On the Ink Pad
On the Rubber
On the Craft Table
On the Craft Scene
On the Cutting Mat
or I could blow my theme with
Ink On the Cardstock
What do you all think?
Still looking for people to host parties. My mom is going to have a party, but not right away, because a lot of the people that went yesterday will be invited again, so we will wait a little bit.
Has anyone thought of names for my stamping blog? Maybe I'll make a poll, but need some ideas first. I have a couple...
On the Cardstock
On the Stamp Pad
On the Ink Pad
On the Rubber
On the Craft Table
On the Craft Scene
On the Cutting Mat
or I could blow my theme with
Ink On the Cardstock
What do you all think?
Friday, August 22, 2008
Apartments and Snowy strolls
I had a dream last night that Jamaal and I moved into a, well I guess it would be called a studio, because there were absolutely no walls. There was a very small kitchen, I never saw a bathroom, and we had to share it with another couple! The door to the apartment was in the middle so we had our beds across the room from each other, there was about 18 feet in between the two beds. They had their surround sound set up in the middle of the room (we moved in after them) and their TV was freakin tiny! Their speakers were bigger than the TV! They also had a mean looking golden retriever, I never thought I would see one of those! So my girls were going to have to be in their kennels a lot, because they were scared.
So, even though Jamaal and I aren't planning on moving into an apartment, I am now freaked out about where we next move too. My dreams are too vivid...
Another part of my dream, my mom and I were in Spokane and it started to snow really bad, and we had to go up this really big hill that turned sharply right at the top, and she got scared to drive, so we had to walk instead. So we start walking and we come to this area where there is water too, and I slipped and fell in. (It was like a little loop of ice pathway surrounded by water. So there was about an 6 foot diameter circle of water in the middle). So once I fell in this bald, very pale naked guy appeared in the middle of the loop; only his top half showed, so I guess I don't know for sure if he was completely naked. :) Anyway, he was like a ghost I guess because my mom didn't see him. I wasn't panicked in the water, I was just casually trying to get back up, my mom didn't seem to care that I was in the water at all. Hypothermia isn't an issue in dreams. But anyway, the guy was saying things to me as I'm trying to get up, like "better not drown" and "isn't the water cold" and other things that I don't quite remember, but he was taunting me. So I got back up and he was still there, urging me to fall in again. (I didn't). So we move on. And eventually we get to a point where my mom decides "I guess we don't need to go that badly" (I don't know where we were going, perhaps I realized this, and was tired of the plot... :D ) and wants to turn around. I was like "after all I sacrificed for this?" pointing at my feet, which was the only part of me that was wet...and that my friends is the end of my dream...
It's kind of creepy now, but it wasn't while I dreamt it. I was uber confident in my ability to get back up!
So, even though Jamaal and I aren't planning on moving into an apartment, I am now freaked out about where we next move too. My dreams are too vivid...
Another part of my dream, my mom and I were in Spokane and it started to snow really bad, and we had to go up this really big hill that turned sharply right at the top, and she got scared to drive, so we had to walk instead. So we start walking and we come to this area where there is water too, and I slipped and fell in. (It was like a little loop of ice pathway surrounded by water. So there was about an 6 foot diameter circle of water in the middle). So once I fell in this bald, very pale naked guy appeared in the middle of the loop; only his top half showed, so I guess I don't know for sure if he was completely naked. :) Anyway, he was like a ghost I guess because my mom didn't see him. I wasn't panicked in the water, I was just casually trying to get back up, my mom didn't seem to care that I was in the water at all. Hypothermia isn't an issue in dreams. But anyway, the guy was saying things to me as I'm trying to get up, like "better not drown" and "isn't the water cold" and other things that I don't quite remember, but he was taunting me. So I got back up and he was still there, urging me to fall in again. (I didn't). So we move on. And eventually we get to a point where my mom decides "I guess we don't need to go that badly" (I don't know where we were going, perhaps I realized this, and was tired of the plot... :D ) and wants to turn around. I was like "after all I sacrificed for this?" pointing at my feet, which was the only part of me that was wet...and that my friends is the end of my dream...
It's kind of creepy now, but it wasn't while I dreamt it. I was uber confident in my ability to get back up!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Night shift and Anniversaries
As many of you know, I rotate between nights and days at work. I go for a stretch on day shift (approximately 2-4 months) then go back to nights. This is my position at the moment. I would love a full time day shift position, but that won't be offered anytime soon I'll bet. I was last on day shift for 4 months, and I hope that I'm not on night shift for that long. I don't complain when I'm on day shift, but I will when I'm on night shift! :D
Well, I'm back on nights. Yesterday was my first night back. I was up from 10:00 am Monday until 8:15 am yesterday. It was rough, but I kept busy and was able to do it without falling asleep. I like the people on night shift. They are fun, friendly, and go out of their way to help most of the time. I have more patients so that means more people to chart on, but there is also less to do (most of the time). Some people call every 30 minutes, and when you have 5 patients, you can keep pretty busy! But most of the time people sleep...
I almost cried on Sunday night, dreading going back to night shift. It's not that I don't like working it, I just don't like leaving Jamaal. When I work 12hour night shifts, I see him for about 15 minutes before I leave and when I get home I see him for about 5 minutes and he goes to work. Night shift just doesn't work for my life. It is amazing to me how much I had grown accustomed to the day shift routine. I like to eat dinner with him, cook for him and I like knowing that if a thunderstorm wakes me up or I have a bad dream, there's a body nearby that I can cling to. I don't like this eat at work, sleep alone, "hi" and "bye" sort of schedule. Fortunately, tomorrow night (really tonight) will be an 8 hour shift, and after that I have 5 nights off. 8 hour shifts are better because I get to eat dinner with him, and play a game or watch a show or whatever with him. But if I work more 12 hour shifts, then I don't have to work as often and can have more days off in a row.
On another note, today is my 1 year anniversary: I have officially been working for a full year! :D I feel so grown up!
Well, I'm back on nights. Yesterday was my first night back. I was up from 10:00 am Monday until 8:15 am yesterday. It was rough, but I kept busy and was able to do it without falling asleep. I like the people on night shift. They are fun, friendly, and go out of their way to help most of the time. I have more patients so that means more people to chart on, but there is also less to do (most of the time). Some people call every 30 minutes, and when you have 5 patients, you can keep pretty busy! But most of the time people sleep...
I almost cried on Sunday night, dreading going back to night shift. It's not that I don't like working it, I just don't like leaving Jamaal. When I work 12hour night shifts, I see him for about 15 minutes before I leave and when I get home I see him for about 5 minutes and he goes to work. Night shift just doesn't work for my life. It is amazing to me how much I had grown accustomed to the day shift routine. I like to eat dinner with him, cook for him and I like knowing that if a thunderstorm wakes me up or I have a bad dream, there's a body nearby that I can cling to. I don't like this eat at work, sleep alone, "hi" and "bye" sort of schedule. Fortunately, tomorrow night (really tonight) will be an 8 hour shift, and after that I have 5 nights off. 8 hour shifts are better because I get to eat dinner with him, and play a game or watch a show or whatever with him. But if I work more 12 hour shifts, then I don't have to work as often and can have more days off in a row.
On another note, today is my 1 year anniversary: I have officially been working for a full year! :D I feel so grown up!
Monday, August 18, 2008
Has anyone heard of Stampin' Up?
I hadn't until a patient of mine told me about it. I have been looking into something to do on the side to earn a little money, while having fun...and my patient said that I should look into it. So I did. I went to the website and thought, this stuff looks cute! So I searched for a demonstrator in my area, and contacted her. She showed me some of the products and we discussed what it was like to be a demonstrator. I decided I wanted to try it, and so now, I'm now a Stampin' Up TM Demonstrator. Stampin' Up is not just about stamps, there are also kits for scrapbooking, as well as some home decor elements.
So what does that mean?
So what does that mean?
- I'll be holding workshops for people. This is a party where one person acts as hostess and invites her family, friends, coworkers, etc. I will then show a card or project, and the party will make one to take home with them. (aka a make and take). It's a fun night shared among friends, and family. And the hostess can qualify for free products!! :D
- Eventually I hope to hold a card of the month class where I have up to 6 cards displayed, and each person goes around and makes each of the cards. There will be a flat rate fee for this class that will be paid in advance.
- I would also like to start a club with a minimum purchase, but have not decided on how much, and when it would be.
- There will also be other events such as World Card Making Day which is the first Saturday in October (this year it is the 4th), will be a workshop held in my home. It will be a longer, come and go workshop where there is no set time to show up. I think I will have the workshop twice during the week, and the best part is that the card kits and elements are 20% off during the week! (They are kits that provide the main parts necessary to make 10+ cards, and are super cute!) The discount will be available from the 4th to 11th, and you don't have to be present to order! (I don't have my October schedule back yet so I have not decided yet on dates.)
If you're interested in looking at the catalog, it is available online. The card kits and elements are on pages 176-77. My website is here.
My website will be a great way to find out when I am having events. Also, coming soon, you will be able to order online from me!
So if anyone has any questions about this feel free to let me know.
I might start a new blog as well that is dedicated to my stamping endeavors....I just can't think of a good "On the ____" that relates to stamping...
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Olympics
I actually don't like the olympics very much. They bore me, and they show the same thing over and over again. And when I was young they would always be on and I would grow tired of them. I am a rare bird, people look at me funny when I say I don't like to watch them. I can read about the results on the computer in 5 minutes. And if something exciting happens, like someone breaks a bone, or a dream is shattered by a person falling, I can watch that as a video clip. Haha...I know that people might be appalled at me saying that, but seriously, how many times do you have to watch the 100m swim? You see it once, you've seen enough.
The highlights are good enough for me.
Jamaal and I are in agreement on this...
The highlights are good enough for me.
Jamaal and I are in agreement on this...
Summer Fun, continued...
One thing I forgot to mention (from my family reunion) was that the day I finally went into my Aunt's pool, I ended up with 15 bug bites (I counted). The next day my other aunt told me that she had bug spray in her camper. This was new information to me, I would have taken some of that spray if I knew about it.
I was also stupid and did not put on sunscreen, and ended up with a minor sunburn on my thighs, shoulders and face.
But after 4.5 margaritas, I was feeling pretty darn good. I was walking around in my bikini, with not a care in the world. :D But I was having a good time.
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Today, my mom tells me that the "shit hit the fan" on Saturday of the reunion. The reunion was a whole week long, and I could not stay for the whole thing, so I was only there for the first half. And as I said before there are some family members that are surrounded by drama. I must first mention that one of my Aunt's and her daughters, namely her oldest, have a tendency to lie, cheat and steal.
I will call them J (my aunt) and R (my cousin). When I say "steal" I mean that they ask my grandma for money, and always receive. My grandma is naive, and gives in to their requests. R always gets fired from her jobs, but it is never her fault. (For example, the time when she beat up a co-worker, she was provoked!) And when she showed up to the reunion she had no money for laundry, had no money for gas, and had no money for clothes for her almost one year old daughter. First of all, laundry can be done in the convenience of your own home, all you need is soap, water, a sink(or bowl, or tub) and your own two hands.
Really, R just wanted money. She wanted sympathy, which was lost long ago by the rest of the family. She doesn't want to support herself and her daughter, she wants others to do it for her. I must also mention that she has a son as well, but she didn't want him and now J takes care of him. He was an unruly toddler, and R couldn't handle him (and she was surprised that he would act as he did) so she abandoned him. I noticed that she tatooed the name of her daughter on the back of her neck, but there is no tatoo for her son.
Anyway...
J is married to a young guy, and R's son accused one of my 13 year old cousins of choking him. (I don't know if this is true, but that's not important) So the guy threatened my 13 year old cousin. Which I guess went over okay, but later on that night he threatened him again, only this time he was drunk. Well my Aunt, (who is the grandma of my cousin) got offended and told the guy to leave. Well J, got pissed and said "fine we don't like it here anyway" (they recently moved in because they have no where to stay, and "no money"). R told my Aunt "F*** YOU!" and my Aunt punched R in the face. R had the guts to say it again, and again got slugged in the face.
This was a huge shock to me....I know that my Aunt has wanted to do that for a really long time, but never had an opportunity.
I'm glad I wasn't there...
Gotta love family... ;)
I was also stupid and did not put on sunscreen, and ended up with a minor sunburn on my thighs, shoulders and face.
But after 4.5 margaritas, I was feeling pretty darn good. I was walking around in my bikini, with not a care in the world. :D But I was having a good time.
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Today, my mom tells me that the "shit hit the fan" on Saturday of the reunion. The reunion was a whole week long, and I could not stay for the whole thing, so I was only there for the first half. And as I said before there are some family members that are surrounded by drama. I must first mention that one of my Aunt's and her daughters, namely her oldest, have a tendency to lie, cheat and steal.
I will call them J (my aunt) and R (my cousin). When I say "steal" I mean that they ask my grandma for money, and always receive. My grandma is naive, and gives in to their requests. R always gets fired from her jobs, but it is never her fault. (For example, the time when she beat up a co-worker, she was provoked!) And when she showed up to the reunion she had no money for laundry, had no money for gas, and had no money for clothes for her almost one year old daughter. First of all, laundry can be done in the convenience of your own home, all you need is soap, water, a sink(or bowl, or tub) and your own two hands.
Really, R just wanted money. She wanted sympathy, which was lost long ago by the rest of the family. She doesn't want to support herself and her daughter, she wants others to do it for her. I must also mention that she has a son as well, but she didn't want him and now J takes care of him. He was an unruly toddler, and R couldn't handle him (and she was surprised that he would act as he did) so she abandoned him. I noticed that she tatooed the name of her daughter on the back of her neck, but there is no tatoo for her son.
Anyway...
J is married to a young guy, and R's son accused one of my 13 year old cousins of choking him. (I don't know if this is true, but that's not important) So the guy threatened my 13 year old cousin. Which I guess went over okay, but later on that night he threatened him again, only this time he was drunk. Well my Aunt, (who is the grandma of my cousin) got offended and told the guy to leave. Well J, got pissed and said "fine we don't like it here anyway" (they recently moved in because they have no where to stay, and "no money"). R told my Aunt "F*** YOU!" and my Aunt punched R in the face. R had the guts to say it again, and again got slugged in the face.
This was a huge shock to me....I know that my Aunt has wanted to do that for a really long time, but never had an opportunity.
I'm glad I wasn't there...
Gotta love family... ;)
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Summer fun
I just got back from Eastern WA yesterday for a family reunion. It was actually a lot of fun, I was kind of scared that Jamaal and I would be bored. But for the most part there was good conversation. Jamaal surprised me and was talkative with my family that I rarely get to see, so I guess he's finally getting comfortable with me. :D The reunion was held at my Aunt's house in Loon Lake (just north of Spokane). Her yard is pure dust, with some sparse weeds and pokey plants. And really close to her house there was a smattering of grass. So my dogs, and my feet were filthy after a couple minutes.
It was hot, and after a couple days camping out I was miserable. I was sweaty, dusty, and HOTTT! So I decided to go for a swim in my Aunt's pool. It's a 4-foot-ish above ground pool, so it's perfect for floating and a small swim. The water was freezing at first but felt oh so good. My mom and two of my aunt's went in together, and tried to get some of the guys to make us a couple margaritas, but they wouldn't. Jamaal bucked up and gave beers to my mom and one of my aunt's, but that was all he would do. (My other aunt and I do not drink beer, so we were out of luck)
We were chased out of the pool by the little kids. They wanted to splash, and we wanted to float. I went back in later, got splashed in the face and ear by one of my bratty cousins, so I got out again. It took a couple hours for the water to come out of my ear.
There was some family drama, but for the most part it was a good time. Some of the family just wouldn't survive without drama.
Tomorrow I go back to work, I have 4 twelve hour shifts to look forward to. :(
That is the price I pay for lots of time off this month.
It was hot, and after a couple days camping out I was miserable. I was sweaty, dusty, and HOTTT! So I decided to go for a swim in my Aunt's pool. It's a 4-foot-ish above ground pool, so it's perfect for floating and a small swim. The water was freezing at first but felt oh so good. My mom and two of my aunt's went in together, and tried to get some of the guys to make us a couple margaritas, but they wouldn't. Jamaal bucked up and gave beers to my mom and one of my aunt's, but that was all he would do. (My other aunt and I do not drink beer, so we were out of luck)
We were chased out of the pool by the little kids. They wanted to splash, and we wanted to float. I went back in later, got splashed in the face and ear by one of my bratty cousins, so I got out again. It took a couple hours for the water to come out of my ear.
There was some family drama, but for the most part it was a good time. Some of the family just wouldn't survive without drama.
Tomorrow I go back to work, I have 4 twelve hour shifts to look forward to. :(
That is the price I pay for lots of time off this month.
Friday, August 1, 2008
Work gripes
Well I have to huff and puff now...
Our contract at work is being renewed, and apparently the administration is trying to screw us over. This is the first time I've run into this conflict before. All my other jobs were minimum wage, and part time, so I'm not sure what to think. But I keep hearing at work and through emails that we probably won't be getting a raise, and they are trying to take away our sick time. They want us to work harder, rest less, and not get sick.
I'm upset the most because administration took an 18% raise, and won't give us an 8% raise. Apparently, when compared to the rest of the hospitals in the area, we are already getting paid less.
So now I'm thinking, why should I stay? If other hospitals VALUE their nurses and understand the amount of hard work we put in, AND are willing to pay them for it, I'm thinking that maybe I should leave.
Nurses work hard! Doctors spend 15 minutes (at most) with a patient, and we spend our entire day with them. We do the tasks that the doctors want done. Doctors are paid double+ than nurses, and that does not seem fair to me.
I'm sure everyone feels this way sometimes. Especially you teachers out there....
But I'm upset that the administration isn't willing to take care of the nurses. I'll let you know how it pans out. There is still quite a bit of discussion that will happen before the final contract is laid out. Hopefully the union will do it's job.
Our contract at work is being renewed, and apparently the administration is trying to screw us over. This is the first time I've run into this conflict before. All my other jobs were minimum wage, and part time, so I'm not sure what to think. But I keep hearing at work and through emails that we probably won't be getting a raise, and they are trying to take away our sick time. They want us to work harder, rest less, and not get sick.
I'm upset the most because administration took an 18% raise, and won't give us an 8% raise. Apparently, when compared to the rest of the hospitals in the area, we are already getting paid less.
So now I'm thinking, why should I stay? If other hospitals VALUE their nurses and understand the amount of hard work we put in, AND are willing to pay them for it, I'm thinking that maybe I should leave.
Nurses work hard! Doctors spend 15 minutes (at most) with a patient, and we spend our entire day with them. We do the tasks that the doctors want done. Doctors are paid double+ than nurses, and that does not seem fair to me.
I'm sure everyone feels this way sometimes. Especially you teachers out there....
But I'm upset that the administration isn't willing to take care of the nurses. I'll let you know how it pans out. There is still quite a bit of discussion that will happen before the final contract is laid out. Hopefully the union will do it's job.
I'm dreaming...
I had a dream last night that Jamaal didn't want to marry me. So instead I was going to marry a guy from work. He's a nurse and is like 45 years old, but looks about 35, and he is gay. But he was willing to marry me so I'd feel better, or something. Jamaal and I were still dating, but I was marrying the Nurse...
It started out that I was looking for a place to get married and we didn't have a huge budget so it was difficult to find a place that was cheap. And Jamaal wouldn't help me at all. So he decided he didnt want to marry me. And the nurse helped me find a good place, for free. It was this really small triangle of gravel that if you were in just the right place you could see the water and sunset, but otherwise there were warehouses around it. Just a crack between two warehouses that opened to the ocean. It was ridiculous. But I liked it...
When I woke up I asked Jamaal "Do you want to marry me?" and he said "yes."
And then I said "in my dream you didn't want to" and at this he pushed me away...he hates it when I think my dreams are real...it drives him crazy! :D I knew it would, but I asked anyway. It didnt feel like a "real" scenario anyway, I could tell this was a dream. But sometimes it doesn't quite feel like a dream, so I end up making sure that it was...
It's funny because last night there was a show (I forget which one now) where the wife asked "who is penelope?" And the husband didnt know, and she said "in my dream you cheated on me with penelope, who is she?" And he thought she was being ridiculous.
The wife said that it was more than a dream, it was a premonition and she had had two others before that had come true.
As we were watching this, Jamaal looked over at me after the husband said "you're crazy, I didnt do anything, it was a dream" and I laughed because we have so been there....
Although I've never dreamt that he cheated on me before.
It started out that I was looking for a place to get married and we didn't have a huge budget so it was difficult to find a place that was cheap. And Jamaal wouldn't help me at all. So he decided he didnt want to marry me. And the nurse helped me find a good place, for free. It was this really small triangle of gravel that if you were in just the right place you could see the water and sunset, but otherwise there were warehouses around it. Just a crack between two warehouses that opened to the ocean. It was ridiculous. But I liked it...
When I woke up I asked Jamaal "Do you want to marry me?" and he said "yes."
And then I said "in my dream you didn't want to" and at this he pushed me away...he hates it when I think my dreams are real...it drives him crazy! :D I knew it would, but I asked anyway. It didnt feel like a "real" scenario anyway, I could tell this was a dream. But sometimes it doesn't quite feel like a dream, so I end up making sure that it was...
It's funny because last night there was a show (I forget which one now) where the wife asked "who is penelope?" And the husband didnt know, and she said "in my dream you cheated on me with penelope, who is she?" And he thought she was being ridiculous.
The wife said that it was more than a dream, it was a premonition and she had had two others before that had come true.
As we were watching this, Jamaal looked over at me after the husband said "you're crazy, I didnt do anything, it was a dream" and I laughed because we have so been there....
Although I've never dreamt that he cheated on me before.
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