Saturday, December 31, 2011

My Personal Year in Review

I've done this for the past few years so I'm keeping the tradition alive.

-What was the best thing that happened to me this year? AB and I got married- and our wedding was AWESOME. I think everyone had a good time and it has left us with many good memories and pictures (which I need because my memory is shit).

-What did I do this year that I’m really proud of? I passed the NCLEX (nursing boards) on the first try and got a job at Duke. Although there are things about it that I could do without (or with more of), it's a good hospital and has been an awesome learning experience. I'll definitely try to stay there until I go to grad school.

-Who did I really help? Well, I helped a lot of patients. That's one thing about nursing- whether you mean to or not, there's at least one person (most likely more) whose life you have touched and made better by just doing your job. Despite not being a people person, it definitely makes me proud when my patients thank me (and when they call me the best nurse ever, well, toot toot!).

-Who do I need to thank and acknowledge for having been there for me? My parents- who are always there for me even when I make the dumbest decisions ever. My bridal party- I think I was fairly good at avoiding being a bridezilla but they tolerated every bit of it. AB- b/c he had no choice. :-)

-What are the top three lessons I learned? 1. Life is short and you never know when yours (or that of someone you love) will end. 2. People are capable of all sorts of childish, disrespectful, immature, lazy, inhumane, and cruel types things. In the hospital though they still have to be treated like everyone else. 3. I can do anything I put my mind to.

-What increased my happiness and joy this year? Having a job again. I needed to go back to school but not working made me feel lazy and childish. It's nice to be responsible for something again. Getting out of Greenville made me insanely happy also. I hated that town; now if I could only sell that house.

-What’s something I got through that was really tough? People will laugh, because not everyone is an animal lover like me- but losing Harrison was the toughest. He was one of my kids, and although he was "only a cat", he was my baby boy and I did the best I could to keep him healthy despite him having heart problems his entire life. I was blessed to have him in my life for 7 years, and although he was mischievous, loud, and totally ADHD, he loved me very much. After Harrison passed, it became apparent how insanely quiet the house without him in it. I love my other "kids" just as much, but they definitely do not have the energy and deviancy that he did. I still miss him very much, and if pets do return to us later in life in another form, I hope he's one of them. The experience also made me realize how easily our animals, friends, or family can be gone in a second- without any good-byes or closure- it has caused me to be a little more open with my feelings because you just don't know when you might not see that animal or person again.

-What did I avoid that I must pay more attention to in 2012? Paying off my debt- mainly because last year I didn't have to, but these student loans are a bitch. I'm talking an entire monthly mortgage worth each month, and since I still need good credit, it's something I have to work on. One other thing is my level of fitness; I have gotten incredibly out of shape and lazy, and although I've started running again I have a ways to go until I'll be satisfied.

-What character trait did I develop most this year? Patience. I know those who know me will find this shocking, but I need a LOT when I'm at work. Not everyone who comes to the hospital is appreciative of what others try to do for them.

-What new people did I meet that are now in my life? My coworkers- and I have some awesome ones. Oh, and my nephew/godson who is the cutest freaking kid on the planet.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011


Today I ran 2 miles straight. It may have taken me 29 minutes but any running is better than none!

Tuesday, December 27, 2011


Just for Alex, my new boots that I super love. And they're Uggs- which is awesome because my other pair has lasted 13 years.

Monday, December 26, 2011


I ran 1.7 miles tonight, which means I have met my goal of being able to run 1.5 by the end of the month. Score! And I wasn't even hurting. I did however get bored by 1.5 miles so I'm not sure how I'm going to last through all 3 miles in March.

On another note, I got the awesomest boots ever today. I will now being wear them at all times other than at work.


Christmas ended up going very well, despite the fact that it never really felt like Christmas! Alister and I exchanged gifts on Saturdy because he had to work the night shift Christmas Eve. After he went to work my parents, Sam, and my aunt and uncle came over to enjoy some chocolate fondue, eggnog drinks, and the game Apples to Apples. I went to bed fairly early since I had to be up at 6 Christmas Day for work. Surprisingly Christmas at work went well. We had just enough surgeries to stay busy, but not so busy that it was miserable. There were only 4 nurses on staff so we were limited anyways. One of the nurses brought homemade spaghetti and sauce so it was nice to have some food to eat during the shift. Christmas night Alister and I packed up the dogs and headed to my parents house for the evening. We opened more gifts, had some awesome rib roast and mashed potatoes, and spent some quality family time together. This morning we enjoyed some breakfast casserole and mimosa's, and except for the bloodhound running away for several hours we've had a relaxing day today also. I'm headed to the mall (Gasp) with my mom and aunt in a few minutes, and Alister is headed back home to play his drums. We both return to work tomorrow, but at least we had a good little vacation time.

I apologize if this post is written weird- I'm trying to type it on the new blue tooth keyboard that goes with my tablet and it's a different experience!

Monday, December 19, 2011

Poor Puppy

My pup Stetson had a dental cleaning today and ended up having 3 teeth pulled. Needless to say, he's drugged, wobbly, and none too happy with his momma right now. I was feeling like a bad mom until AB reminded me that bad mom's don't pay $600 for their dog's teeth. Now I just feel like a guilty mom b/c Stetson has such bad abandonment anxiety and technically, I abandoned him all day. And he's a neurotic...that doesn't help. BUT- his teeth are clean.

Saturday, December 17, 2011


I have not been neglecting my blog like usual- I have just been sick. I thought I was dying. I don't know what I'd do if I actually was dying but I sure felt that way. I managed to pick up a stomach virus- and not a 24 hour one. It actually was about a 52 hour one which pretty much resulted in 52 hours of achy, feverish, exploding hell. I feel all better now though, so we're all good.

Today I mustered up some energy and took the dogs to my parents to run around for a bit. This resulted in the hound running off after my dad on his motorcycle and my parents and I driving around for a little while looking for him while I panicked thinking that I got my husband's dog hit by a car right before Christmas. We found him. I was an emotional wreck and the dog didn't care either way.

My mom and I went to run errands after that traumatic experience and I finished all of my Christmas shopping. I forced my dog to have his picture taken with Santa- Stetson usually takes good photos but he looks less than thrilled in this one. It was worth a shot though. Tomorrow we're going to the in-laws for an early Christmas dinner and then Monday my pup is getting his nasty teeth cleaned. After losing Harrison I'm paranoid as hell that something is going to go wrong with the anesthesia- so I just keep praying and crossing my fingers. I don't think I can handle another pet loss this year.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Personal enlightenment for a lazyass

I was an incredibly active person throughout childhood, but once I got to college things went down hill quickly. I gained 30 pounds, I lost 30 pounds, I gained 25 pounds, I lost 20 pounds, I gained 35 pounds, and so on. My adult life has been a cycle of eating too much, exercising too little, feeling bad about the weight gain, dropping the weight really quickly, and then gaining it back months later. I’m in the health care field and I know what proper nutrition and exercise can do for a person, but to be honest, I am simply lazy.

I have an addiction to Facebook despite having a love-hate relationship with it, and I’ve been noticing how many of my friends are running 5k’s, half marathons, and full marathons now- and some of these people are bigger, slower, and lazier than I am. Motivation #1. On top of that realization, I feel fatigued all of the time. My doctor thinks it may be atypical depression (since I’m not actually sad about anything) but I’m leaning more towards the fact that I’m lazy, I hate exercising, and I love eating…and not healthy food. I need my energy back. Motivation #2. I read magazines in which the woman are active, healthy, and in shape and I’m jealous- mainly because I want to look like that and I know that I could (again) if I actually made the effort. Motivation #3.

On top of everything, both my husband and I have been packing on the pounds since moving in together. We bitch and moan about feeling fat and our pants not fitting, and then we order pizza. I’m tired of the cycle, and I want to look at magazines like “Self” and “Fitness” and feel awesome because I too look in shape rather than feeling super-chubby and disappointed with myself. Hence, my road to becoming healthy and fit again.

I have signed up for a 5K next March; I know that’s a long ways away, but with the holidays coming I know that if I set my goal for sooner I’d likely fail. I also have a crazy work schedule at the hospital and there are days when I just don’t have the energy to do anything but eat, walk the dogs, and sleep. About 2 weeks ago I went out and ran a mile. One full mile, without stopping (and yes, with warming up and cooling down). It took me almost 20 minutes but for the first time in 13 years (since my senior year in high school) I knew for a fact that my body is still capable of running a short distance. Since then I have managed to run a mile in 13 minutes, and tonight I ran 1.25 miles in 18 minutes. I am fully aware of how slow a runner that makes me, but I’m trying. I have set goals for the end of each month, and hopefully by March I can do the entire 3+ miles without stopping to walk. It does take some extra motivation to go out in the freezing cold (because it KILLS my lungs) but that’s part of the reason I'm sharing on this blog- whether people read it or not it holds me accountable to SOMEONE. Here’s giving it a shot!

Sunday, December 11, 2011


Alister and I went to Asheville over the weekend to see the Warren Haynes Christmas Jam at the Civic Center. Warren Haynes is a musician that Alister likes who plays with various bands, one being Gov't Mule (whom I really enjoy). It's a benefit concert he's done every year for the past 23 years to raise money for the homeless in Asheville. The music, to me, is a type of Indie rock but Alister might say otherwise. There was a LOT of hippies there for sure. It was a fairly good concert, but we were there from 7pm-230am and left before they finished. Several bands played and although I enjoyed most of them, I was reminded why I don't really enjoy 15 minute acoustic songs. They never end. No joke.

We dropped our pups off with the grandparents on Friday, did some chores Saturday morning, drove to Asheville, ate sushi at an awesome restaurant, went to the concert, went to bed, got up this morning, drove back, cleaned house, and picked our pups back up. It really was a there-and-back trip with little time to relax in between (not even enough time to visit the Biltmore). While I was at my parents I enjoyed a yummy turkey dinner, grabbed some Christmas decorations, and finished up Christmas shopping for Alister with my Dad at Lowe's. Once back home we've just been sitting around catching up on our DVR'ed shows.

Tomorrow I'm actually off again, which is crazy because I rarely have 3 day weekends. I've got doctor's appointments and errands to run though so it won't be all that relaxing! I've been doing a decent job running my mile every couple of days- I registered for a 5K in April so I need to start increasing my distances. It's hard sometimes with my weird work schedule. Last week and this week I'm 530am-4pm so by the time I get home I'm work out. I'm just not a morning person. I probably won't post again until the end of this week- I blame it on my early days.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Christmas Decorations

AB and I finally finished putting up Christmas decorations. He did everything outside (which I felt guilty about until I was jogging tonight and noticed all the other men in the neighborhood doing the same thing) and I tried to do most of the inside- with help from AB and my mom. I admit though- AB did most of the tree- he likes Christmas trees. Below are some photos of what we managed to get done. We have one more strand of snowflake lights to hang but that's about it.

It would feel more Christmas-ey if it hadn't been 65 and sunny today (although the dogs got to go to Umstead again which they loved). I can't complain though- I love this weather considering it's December. The only sad moment today was after we put up the tree and I realized we wouldn't be yelling at Harrison this year to stop eating it.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Random Prompt

What was the first tangible gift you remember receiving?
So if I looked through pictures I'm sure I would recall various gifts from my childhood, but the first one that comes to mind is my "My Little Pony Pony-Perm House". I remember wanting it badly enough that after I asked Santa for it I made the ignorant decision to snoop around the house every day in hopes of discovering it. I was iffy on Santa at that point b/c I swear I heard my parents moving things around downstairs some years on Christmas Eve. Sadly, I did discover the Pony Perm House hidden in one of the entryway closets downstairs. I told no one that I had found it, but on Christmas Day, when the wrapping it was in said "Love Santa" my childhood fantasies of the fat red man were forever over. However, I was also thrilled that my My Little Ponies had a place to get their hair done, so the trade-off (at the time) didn't seem all that bad!

Sunday, November 27, 2011


Tomorrow I finally go back to work, and I admit it's hard to get motivated after being off since last Tuesday. I already posted about how Thanksgiving went (awesome) and not TOO much has happened since then. Friday AB and I recovered from the previous day, and got some cleaning done. Saturday we took the dogs to Umstead for a 3 mile walk and then went to his parents house for dinner. It was our sister-in-law's birthday and since her, AB's brother, and 3 kids are only in NC about every 6 months, it was nice to get some quality time in with them.

When we left his parents house late Saturday night, we went by the emergency vet to pick up Harrison's ashes. I had my last cat (Callie) cremated and they returned her ashes in a plastic box within a velvet bag with a copy of the Rainbow Bridge story in it. I was expecting about the same thing. The tech handed me a green gift bag and AB and I went back out to the car. Once in the car I opened the bag and inside was a BEAUTIFUL wooden box that had a metal plate for engraving with it. The crematorium had also put a card in there for us along with a sprig of rosemary. The best surprise though was that they had also done an imprint of Harrison's paw on a small round plaster ornament with his name scratched into it and a bow at the top. Needless to say I broke down in tears and cried most of the way home. When we pulled up in the driveway what did I find but the photo book of Harrison I had made last week sitting on the front porch. Somehow I managed to get his ashes returned and the book of photos exactly one week after he left us. I still miss that cat with all my heart, and I think Indy goes through brief times when he does too (as evidenced by his wandering around the house howling).

Today AB and I slept in and then went out to see my parents for a little while. My mom was trying to get some Christmas decorating done and my dad was just piddling around. It was a nice little visit, but unfortunately I was unusually tired and couldn't contribute to much. We came back home this evening, made an attempt to pull out our decorations, and then sat on our butts in front of the TV instead. I'm hoping for more energy tomorrow.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

And... went wonderfully. Everyone got along, the weather was warm and sunny, the food was fabulous, and my sister-in-law even brought me a sympathy gift. Very sweet. I'm incredibly thankful for my wonderful family, friends, and pets. I hope everyone else's day was just as good.

Happy Thanksgiving

Wishing everyone a Happy Thanksgiving with good eating, safe travels, and quality time with family and friends.

I will be premedicating this never-ending stomach ache with Pepto and Pepcid so that I can at least enjoy some fried turkey. :-)

Tuesday, November 22, 2011


It's been 3 days since I lost my katten-meow, and although the crying has slowed down considerably, the ache in my chest is still the same. I still break out in tears whenever I go in the "cat room" or see a picture of him, but I did manage to make it through work all day without any issues. I think it was nice for me to get away from the house, seeing as though every time I'm in it I feel sad all over again. I know that feeling will go away eventually, but for now it's rough. Harrison and I had a special bond that he definitely did not have with anyone else so I realize I miss him much more than others do (well, or anyone- he drove most people nuts). I sat down last night and typed out pages of memories; I've decided to do that with all of my pets since my memory is so terrible. I honestly have lost huge chunks of my life and can't for the life of me picture things from those times in my head. As much as I love Harrison, I know that memories of him will fade with everything else, and I didn't want that to happen. At least now I have a reminder.

On another note, AB and I are still hosting Thanksgiving with our families this year. I see it going one of two ways- really good or really bad. There are some personality issues within the group and some slightly negative awkward feelings. I think as long as no one makes light of losing Harrison that I will manage okay; sadly I see that being a possibility though. I'll just cross my fingers and pray that everything goes smoothly; otherwise I foresee no more hosting in the future!

Sunday, November 20, 2011


Yesterday started off productive with AB and I preparing for dinner at home with all 4 parents. We ran errands, got the house cleaned, and had the food bought and ready. As usual when we have guests, we put the cats upstairs in the bedrooms- mainly to keep them out of trouble. My younger cat Harrison was in the "cat room" where all the food, water, litter box, beddings, and toys were while Indy ran into our bedroom and settled on the bed. About an hour into visiting with parents, I heard a crash upstairs and although figuring it was a cat, went upstairs to check it out. Indy was snoozing on the bed but when I went to open the door to the cat room there was something holding it shut. My heart dropped as I pushed the door open and saw my younger cat's body motionless behind it. I shoved my way into the room, screaming for AB, and dropped down on the floor next to Harrison. His eyes were open and as I was rubbing him and pleading with him not to go he took one last breath and let go.

Everything that happened after that was a blur- partially from all the tears- but at some point we ended up at the emergency vet clinic in Cary to leave his body for cremation. Ever since I adopted Harrison from the SPCA I knew that he had cardiomyopathy of his heart and wasn't expected to live a full life. I spent the next 6 years medicating him with heart meds every night, giving him as much cat cat treats and catnip as possible, and letting him sneak outside for a munch of grass.

He had quite a personality for a cat. Despite the heart issues he was always full of energy, and his love for food was a constant battle while trying to manage his weight. He loved to lie in the sun by the doors, catch a snooze on the back of a certain chair, and sit in windows when they were opened to the outdoors. He would chase a catnip ball all over the house, get under our feet in the kitchen while begging, sit on the side of the tub when I took baths, and walk all over tables that he wasn't supposed to. He also had quite the hunter in him- as he would drop a toy mouse in the water bowl and hold it under with his paw until it "drowned". There were times in Greenville when I'd go outside and pull him down off the top of the fencing before he jumped over into unknown territory. There was even a time when I missed class because he had gotten on the roof via the shed and was walking back and forth, watching me, ignoring my calls, as if saying "haha, you can't stop me".

Yesterday AB and I had a little spat and when I went upstairs and flung myself across the bed Harrison jumped right up and flopped down next to my head, occasionally popping my face with his paw. The last time I saw him he was in the cat room diving into the big cardboard box I had saved for him from our move. When I held him and realized he really was gone, there were so many feelings that rushed through me, including guilt for putting him in the room. He had everything he needed in there, but he couldn't stand a shut door- it was always a challenge. Most likely he died of a heart attack- he'd get stressed over anything and the vet always forewarned me that stress might be what would take him away from me eventually b/c of what it did to the heart (and his heart was already weaker than normal). The guilt that maybe I could have prevented him leaving us last night by putting him in the room for a few hours also reminds me that at any point he could have left us- during my many moves, trips to the vet, a new pet in the house, etc.

He held on for 7 years, and although other people considered him evil or annoying because of his mischievous and stubborn personality, he always loved me and gave me affection when I most needed it. Harrison- I will love you and miss you always. You were my baby boy and my katten-meow and nothing can ever replace you.

Rainbow Bridge Poem
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...

Monday, November 14, 2011


Today was my one day off for the week, and I have to admit I was WAY more productive than I thought- which is good because usually I'm a lazy SOB. Aside from getting the house sparkling, AB and I ran some errands that needed to be done that we kept putting off (that laziness again). Yesterday I got all of the Christmas cards stuffed in the envelopes and addressed, and that alone is a feat because I usually put it off until the last minute. In years past I've written a letter to go with the cards, but since everyone getting a card came to our wedding, I'm sure they know the main highlights. I'll go back to a letter next year I'm sure.

AB and I also started planning our ski trip to Utah in February- I think it will be the first time since high school that I'm not in town for my birthday (32, not a biggy). I haven't been skiing in about 5 years so it will be an experience I'm sure.

Other than the above, we've just been enjoying the warm sunny weather with the dogs. Knowing this state, it will be gone in a day or two and replaced by an inch of ice or something.

Saturday, November 12, 2011


eating/drinking: nothing. but i did just finish homemade pumpkin spice latte

feeling: jittery- probably from the coffee b/c caffeine hates me. motivated- i want to take the dogs to umstead for a hike but ab is hard to get away from the tv, esp when nascar is on

listening: to nascar on tv (sigh)

watching: nothing. i like my nascar driver but i have no interest in watching them go around in large circles

reading: one of the dulcie o'neal books...she's a fairy. they're cheap books for the kindle

loving: the weather today- sunny and 73

disliking: there are a few things right now but in the interest of being positive, i will keep them to myself

thinking: i need to be outside

hoping: work isn't as insane next week. i picked up an extra shift on friday and it was disastrous. it also reminded me that many surgeons are socially incompetent, big-headed douche bags

wishing: for world peace and a smaller waist...and to win the lottery

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

And another...

Happy Birthday to my other sister Sam! I've decided that since both of my sisters were born in November that it must mean my parents were really happy celebrating my birth in February. If that doesn't make sense think about conception and gestation.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011


Disclaimer: This is the kind of post I write when I have extra time on my hands and spend way too much time driving and contemplating stupid shit.

So I've always liked Adele's song "Rolling in the Deep"- loved it for a while actually. AB told me months ago that he heard she wrote her entire album in a hotel room after she got dumped. Since then the radio station I listen to in the morning has been playing another one of her songs, "Someone Like You". I hate that song. You would think I could change the station when it comes on, but I hate it so much I end up listening to it...and hating it more. Why? Because it makes this awesome singer sound like a desperate, pathetic, obsessed, stalker-like woman and I hate when women make my sex look weaker than they already are (just saying). If you haven't heard the song, here are some of the lyrics- which are brief because she sings the same thing OVER and OVER again:
  • I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
    But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
    I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
    That for me it isn't over.
    Okay, who the hell shows up at their now-married ex's house in hopes that they will remember that you really are pathetic?
  • Never mind, I'll find someone like you

    I wish nothing but the best for you too
    Don't forget me, I beg
    Why would you want to find someone LIKE the one that dumped your ass? Maybe it's a sign that someone LIKE him is not the right one for you...maybe? And begging the guy not to forget you when he's now happily married? I don't think he gave a second thought about you until you started making songs about him.
Now I realize how bad this sounds complaining about a stupid song that no one is forcing me to listen to, but I figured I'd share the thoughts going through my head on my daily drive. I really need to just switch the station. And I'm not bubbling with madness under the surface (I swear)- I just don't like pathetic women.

Other random thought: I walk stupider when someone is watching me. I don't know why and I can't seem to walk normally once I realize I'm doing it.

I also realize that this post has horrible grammar. In my defense (b/c I'm usually anal about bad grammar and spelling) it's been a long week and it's only Tuesday. Yesterday I was pooped and puked on and today patients were yanking out arterial lines and bathing themselves in sprays of blood. Sigh.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Oh and...

Happy Birthday to my youngest sister Alex!


This morning I got up early, went running, took the dogs for a walk, made my lunch, and ate breakfast...all before showering to go to work. I signed up for a 5K (yes again) in April here in Raleigh so I'm hoping sometime between now and then I can work up to running 3 miles. I did it in high school, and since I have no health issues, there's no reason I can't do it again. I found a plan that has you increasing your mileage by .25 miles every week so in 9-10 weeks you can do all 3 miles (supposedly). I'm supposed to run MWF and then do something cross training-like on Saturday- I'm thinking elliptical. At the very least maybe I can drop a few pounds. I've seen myself in pictures recently and it's not pretty. That and since I haven't had kids, I don't feel like I should look like I have. Seriously. The pooch has to go.

As for writing a novel during NaNoWriMo: FAIL. (Really, who were we kidding anyways? I can't come up with a plot to save my life)

Thursday, November 3, 2011


Today I went out on a limb and decided to not do what I always do- so instead of getting a pumpkin spice latte at Starbucks, I got the [nonfat] eggnog latte. It was bad. I mean really bad. I've had eggnog before and I've had latte's before and that was a bad combination. I'm sure there are people that like it, but blech. Total waste of 440 calories. Yes you read right- the grande nonfat is 440 calories. In other words I probably gained a pound from something that, to me, tasted like crap (although I've never actually tasted crap despite those people that suggested I eat it). My suggestion- don't try the eggnog latte. Especially not if you like eggnog.

Monday, October 31, 2011

Happy Halloween

This is the masterpiece we have when AB carves the can't tell in the picture but this pumpkin is HUGE too.

Prompt and mind change

Prompt: What is between love and hate?
Like, dislike, and as my sister has already said, indifference.

I don't think I'm going to participate in NaBloPoMo again next month; instead, I'm actually going to attempt to do NaNoWriMo- ie National Novel Writing Month. I'm guessing I'll fail miserably like I did 2 years ago but hey, why not? The goal is to write 50,000 words in 30 days. With my bad memory and short train of thought, that probably won't go well but it's worth a shot.

Oh, and Happy Halloween! AB and I will be sitting on our butts watching movies, especially since I work tomorrow at 530am.

Sunday, October 30, 2011


Prompt: Have you ever been between a rock and a hard place?
See: Alice's life least the last 13 years...pick a date.

November NaBloPoMo

Since November was the original month that NaBloPoMo started during, I've decided to give it a shot and blog every day next month also. I realize that many of my posts are boring or contain absolutely nothing of value to anyone else, but it's a nice place to put down my thoughts...when I have any. All I'm thinking right now is that it's late and I need to get to bed.

Saturday, October 29, 2011


AB and I tried watching the new show "Grimm" last night and I have to admit, I enjoyed it. The gist of the story is that a detective finds out he's part of a long-line of Grimm's, which are people who are not only able to see that some humans are other creatures but also to keep them in line and in balance with our world. The premiere last night had him tracking a "wolf" that was kidnapping red hoodies...and killing them. You know, little red riding hood and the big bad wolf. The wolf was seen to most people as a normal human but at times can be seen by a Grimm as what he really was. Sounds kind of confusing, and stupid, but I promise it's at least worth watching the pilot (NBC).

As for Facebook- I feel like a huge weight has lifted off my shoulders. I know many, many people absolutely love that site (hell, that's how AB and I met again) but it's constant layout changing, privacy issues, and the realization that I really didn't give a shit what 75% of my "friends" were posting led me to the big break up. It may last, it may not- but at least for now I know that the friends and family I stay in touch with are the ones WORTH keeping in touch with. Surprisingly, knowing I don't have it has kept me from having any urge to sign on.

Aside from TV and FB (wow, I sound lame), AB and I are taking the Whaler up to the lake to winterize today. We also have a ton of thank you cards from the wedding that we still need to write and get addressed so that will pretty much be our weekend. It drives AB crazy that we don't do something exciting every weekend but honestly, it's nice to be lazy when I work all week!

Friday, October 28, 2011


I deleted Facebook; let's see how long it lasts. Already I feel like less of an antisocial, self-promoting loser. Score.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

A Few Things

Just a few things from today:
  • I seem to have very little compassion for adult gunshot victims, especially ones that curse in my face. The one today, I believe, got my message.
  • My dogs have horrible breath. I mean beyond horrible. I think it's b/c they constantly lick their penises and occasionally eat their crap- but my dog has poopy breath and AB's dog has something-crawled-in-my-mouth-and-died breath.
  • 10 hour shifts for whatever reason are easier to manage than 12 hour ones. It still sucks being there 4 days a week.
  • I'm tired of having a stomach ache although if it keeps up, I'll finally lose some weight.
  • Grey's Anatomy is not even remotely realistic.
  • I really do love Halloween- and I'm so happy to live in a neighborhood where the neighbors actually decorate for it. We're talking blow up yard decor.
  • We need to write these wedding thank you notes, ASAP.
  • Facebook honestly makes me antisocial and feel like I have more friends than I actually do. I need a break up.
  • And I had this awesome thought process on the way to work, and wanted to write about it, but can't for the life of me remember what it was about. Damn this bad memory.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011


Prompt: What is your favorite season?
I'll have to go with fall. It used to be spring, because I love green and bright colors- but with my love of pumpkins and all things pumpkin-y it will now have to be fall. Plus the cooling off is always nice after the Godawful hot summers we seem to have these days. I still prefer heat, but you can't beat autumn colors, smells, and the holidays.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011


My parents gifted me with a shadow-box type frame that holds my nursing degree and my honor cords, so AB and I decided to hang it up with his degrees and license surrounding it in our office. It makes me look smart so I'm very fond of it!
Also, for the wedding my BIL's cousin painted me a picture from "Alice in Wonderland"- my mom helped me pick out the frame for it and it's finally hung in the bedroom. I love it.


What happened between breakfast and lunch today?
That is yet another hard prompt because I never had breakfast today. I woke up around 9am and went straight to my primary care physician's office to follow up on some lab tests. Bottom line- I'm perfectly fine and have a problem being lazy. She prescribed me some cream for my acne too...yay. My mom is on the way over now and we're headed to grab some Starbuck's before she drives me to Duke for another test. It's not a big deal, but it is painful so I need someone to drive me in case I end up in the fetal position for hours. Maybe I should come back and post what happens between now and dinner...

So between breakfast/lunch and dinner, I went to a doctor's appointment at Duke (hate teaching hospitals, hate residents getting anywhere near my privates which they ie he did), did a little shopping with my mom, and watched this week's episode of "HIMYM" with AB. I, amazingly, didn't spend much but I did finally purchase a scrapbook for our wedding stuff. Granted, it will probably take until our 1-year anniversary for me to put anything in it but at least I made the first step.

Monday, October 24, 2011

TV and stuff

AB and I have been trying out some new shows this fall, which would be hard not to do because they advertised the hell out of them all summer. We tried "Once Upon A Time" last night on ABC and actually enjoyed it. I'm not going to say I'm stuck on it yet, but since most pilots are kind of rough around the edges and it still kept us interested, we're definitely going to give it a chance. We've also gotten hooked on "Revenge" on ABC. I don't know what it is about a vengeful psychopathic bitch that's so entertaining, but it's a good hour of enjoyment. We're still trying to watch "Pan Am" but it's right on the edge of boring the hell out both of us (it's so rare we agree on anything that I have to take advantage of the "us"). Oh, and "American Horror Story"- weird and freakish as hell but we can't seem to not watch. Damn having a DVR. I would never watch TV if we didn't have a DVR.

Prompt: What's best between two pieces of bread? That's hard, because I do love me some sandwiches, but if I had to choose one thing, I would go with peanut butter and jelly. You just can't beat it (unless you're allergic to nuts in which case that just sucks for you).

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Once Upon A Time

New show on ABC. We're watching it now; we'll see how it is (b/c it's by the creators of LOST and I LOVED that show).

Saturday, October 22, 2011


eating/drinking: bojangles. which is pathetic b/c we just spent hundreds of dollars on groceries at wal mart

feeling: lazy. going to wal mart was about all i did after i rolled out of bed at noon

listening: to the tv, the dogs toenails clicking

watching: reruns of how i met your mother, although we're about to watch pirates 4

reading: nothing. lazy. me.

loving: that i can wear jeans and sweatshirts and not look like a fool...b/c it's actually cold

disliking: that the dogs always stink

thinking: i can't believe i have to bolt the cat feeder to the wall in a few minutes

hoping: work is better next week

wishing: for world peace and a smaller waist

Friday, October 21, 2011

Thursday, October 20, 2011


Today was a ridiculously hard day at work, which makes me THAT much more thankful that I didn't come home to cat piss on the floor and a destroyed cat feeder. It was hard not because the patients were insanely sick like ICU or ER, but hard because it was so busy. I juggled incoming and outgoing patients all day and when I finally got down to one we couldn't get her discharged due to complications. As soon as she was gone I hightailed it down to the other end of the unit only to end up with four more down there. My legs hurt, my eyes are tired, and I just want to sleep...but yay I get to do it again tomorrow. These 4 10-hour shifts are KILLING ME. I know if AB read this he would laugh, because he told a guy the other day that I have a slack job and do no work, but I guess any job compared to the super exciting ED is not as good. Bahaha. Ignorance.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011


If I weren't an animal person I would strangle my cat. For the past week now I have come home to a destroyed cat feeder (which FYI is bolted to the wall and he still tears apart) and urine on the rug...b/c he didn't like my new litter. Needless to say, him and I are not close right now and he'd be out on the streets if I didn't have a conscience. Grrrr. I would post more but I have to go clean the odor killer off the rug.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011


The prompt for today is something about my tween years. I don't remember my tween years but I'm fairly sure they were just fine. I was raised in an awesome family and didn't lack in friends during that time, so tween years=good. I wish my memories were better though because it gets frustrating not remembering anything. I don't even remember things when other people describe them to me. Actually, I think most of my memories are based on photos that I have. Le sigh.

Monday, October 17, 2011


My youngest sister was my maid-of-honor in my wedding; not because I don't love my middle one but because she and I have always been closer. I received the photo CD from our photographer so I thought I'd share some of us below.