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You gotta be wise

Listen as your day unfolds, challenge what the future holds, try and keep your head up to the sky. Lovers, they may cause you tears, go ahead release your fears, stand up and be counted, don't be ashamed to cry. You gotta be, You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard, You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, You gotta stay together

Ronald Reagan

"Abraham Lincoln recognized that we could not survive as a free land when some men could decide that others were not fit to be free and should therefore be slaves. Likewise, we cannot survive as a free nation when some men decide that others are not fit to live and should be abandoned to abortion or infanticide."
~ Ronald Reagan – Abortion and the Conscience of the Nation ~
Anne Geddes

Tuesday, March 27, 2012







Thursday, February 23, 2012

Not just with articles of clothes.





I have to say, this applies with me to everything, not just articles of clothing. When I have any questions, or I just need to talk, I am lucky enough to have a wonderful mother to go to. 

Except when it is about cool medical things, that I call my dad with, he finds that stuff as fascinating as I do. You should hear our holiday dinner conversations with both my brother and I both being in the medical field. haha. 



Wednesday, February 22, 2012

You know I'm indecisive when my Nurse Residency leader calls me on it.

It's the little things, the simple things in life.

This morning I woke the girls up early, just for the sole purpose of doing their hair and spending the morning getting ready in a relaxed style, unlike our usual hurry-get-dressed-here's-a-bag-of-cereal-hurry-brush-your-teeth-forget-doing-your-hair-put-your-shoes-on out the door style.

I only spent about 10 minutes in the bathroom with Gracelyn doing her hair, but she was so happy, and so proud of her hair, that it made my heart swell. Even Madalyn held still long enough for me to put her hair up and put on a headband.

It's the little things in life. The simple things that make my girls smile and laugh, that fill me with the joy to forget everything else.


Tuesday, February 21, 2012

a side of indecisive, anyone?

I think that indecisive should be my middle name. ha.


Thursday, February 16, 2012

10 ish years.

I've decided. I will have my third child in ten-ish years. When I (hopefully) have more patience. haha.


Serenity.

I'd live here. Forever.

As the scale trends upwards.





Food. I love it. All of it.

Mexican. Chinese. Sushi. Taco Bell. Oh, Taco Bell. A category all it's own.

Tacos. Cookies. Pie. Burgers. Cookies. I'll eat it all.

Spaghetti. Steak with Mushrooms and Onions and Garlic. Lasagna. Cookies.

Brownies. Doughnuts. Everything Bagels with butter and extra Veggie Cream Cheese.

And, who said I didn't eat healthy foods? See. EXTRA VEGGIE cream cheese.

Tuna Fish, a fried egg and cheese on toast. See. Getting my protein.

Don't get me wrong. I love 'healthy foods'. I love veggies. I love fruit.

Mostly, I just snack. I snack a lot. I snack enough in one day to feed four teenage boys for a week.

I eat all night. When I work, I eat. When I sleep, I wake up to eat. I dream about food.

I am eating right now.

I eat when I'm not hungry.

Food taste so good.

It is life-sustaining, you know.

I have got to stop.

Before the scale trends upwards, in an un-ladylike fashion.

I am not lady-like when I eat.

I am not lady-like when I do much of anything.

I get kicked out of bed at 2am for eating to loudly.

That is un-called for.

Who DOESN'T eat a full meal at 2am?

Coffee is the same way. I drink a LOT of caffeine.

When I try to feel "healthy", I drink iced tea.

I drink enough caffeine to keep those four teenaged boys awake for a week.

Food. Caffeine. Ibuprofen. Excedrin.

Yep. Sums up my daily intake.










...and a hug around the neck. That's how much I love you.



















More.

...and so I do.










True Story.


...and so I did.







Happy Valentine's Day. I made funeral arrangements for you.

Happy Valentine's Day. I made funeral arrangements for you.




More.




“There’s nothing wrong with being happy. There’s nothing wrong with enjoying something so much that it strips away all that irony and cynicism. And there’s nothing wrong with loving anything so much that it feels like it could pull your heart out of your chest and toss it on the floor. We build ourselves up to not do that, and then we build up the armor so thickly that we have trouble finding what’s underneath. We use that as an excuse to lash out at people who do feel stuff, who do like things (and I am, of course, mostly saying this about myself). It’s hard sometimes to remember that the world isn’t a place to glide through, so nothing can touch you. It’s a place to be experienced.” – Todd VanDerWerff








haha.



Silly/random. As stolen from Jami.

As usual. I am just going to steal random things from my friends blog that make me smile/laugh.

This should be posted at the hospital. Where Patient Safety is the key topic. LOL



Stole this one, also. From Jami. Made me smile.

LOL. I do love Pizza.
Vulgar. But hilarious. and oh, so true.

I have posted this before. But it still makes me LOL.


"That was the thing about words, they were clear and specific-chair, eye, stone- but when you talked about feelings, words were too stiff, they were this and not that, they couldn’t include all the meanings. In defining, they always left something out.” – Janet Fitch













Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Just HOW long will I stand in line for an Everything bagel? We shall see, I guess.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Not the power to remember, but its very opposite, the power to forget, is a necessary condition for our existence. -Sholem Asch


“Your memory is a monster; you forget – it doesn’t. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you – and summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you.” – John Irving


Monday, February 6, 2012

Grandma June

Christmas 2010


Grandma June is in the hospital. Ick. She is in Oswego. Double Ick. I am hoping they transfer her to the hospital where I work, soon. Then I can see her every day. Twice a day. All day, if I want. She needs a cardiac cath. Triple Ick. She was supposed to have it done 2 years ago. But doesn't want to be in Syracuse, so far away from everyone (because Syracuse is so far away). haha. She is a stubborn old lady. Who still works full time as a home health aide, taking care of old(er) people.


Grandma June isn't technically even my grandmother. She is Gracelyn's father's Grandmother. haha. But since before I had Gracelyn, she has been to every holiday dinner/ birthday party/ family gathering at my house and my parents, even tho we haven't seen Gracelyn's father in years. Years.

She just sorta worked her way into my family. Even if I can't make it to a family gathering at my parents, she still goes. lol. Even my extended (un-related) family is very familiar with her.

I'm worried about her, but I know she'll be just fine. She's a tough old lady. But, please, keep her in your prayers, anyways.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Madalyn Rose turns 4.

Happy 4th Birthday, Punky!


I can't believe that Madalyn is 4. How the time flies. She is still my little cuddle bug. I hope she never out grows that!

Friday, February 3, 2012

My, my. What big teeth you have.


Great white devouring it's dinner.



I am fascinated by sharks. I don't know why. I watch shark week every year. I have watched millions of youtube videos about sharks. I have problems.

However, I have avoided the ocean ever since my one encounter when I first moved to Fl. where there was the world's tiniest shark standing between the shore and myself. Well, it wasn't the tiniest. It was 3ft long ish. That could do some damage, I figured. haha. yeah. I am lame. Besides. Physically being in the ocean is over rated.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

pictures.


I should yell at them for being in the babydoll stroller.

I love this picture.



This picture of Whiskers makes me yawn every time I look at it.

Show me a garden that's bursting into life.