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i hate this effing blog. it is pissing me off. all i want is an effing pumpkin on my effing blog and i can't have it. i've spent an hour and a half trying to get rid of the beach and get an effing pumpkin and its not happening. where's the effing ativan - i'll never get to sleep tonight.

I love words

Ever since being forced into taking Latin for a year in high school, I have always found a fascination by figuring out the meaning of word by looking at what a word is spelled like. This is also how I successfully completed two pharmacology classes for nursing school. What I'm talking about is, if you have an antibiotic in the penicillin family, they have similar spelling (amoxicillin, penicillin, ampicillin, etc etc). So my newest place that I've heard of is near Munich, a place called Nymphenburg. Wonder what they do there? Ha ha ha ha!

I found it!

Well, I found it. Its a crazy one though. I've been crying at commercials, crying just because the kids are crying, crying with my patients and their families because the sky is blue. Hot flashes like crazy too. Ugh. Gotta love being a girl. Only 30 more years to menopause!
Moose has started preschool in the afternoons. He's loving it. Squeaky's jealous, maybe this will motivate her to potty train! We went to pick the kids up on Monday and Moose was in the preschool room playing a game on the computer. He is getting so big!

Feelin' sorry for some people

I feel really sorry for some people that are so caught up in organized religion that when "something goes bad" they are blaming themselves for not being in church "every time the doors are open" even though their work schedules prohibit it. I know I struggle with asking "why" when going through a trial, but I also know that God is testing my faith, teaching me to rely wholly on Him, making me pray more. And at the end of it all, I can see where God has worked and how great He really is. People that keep analyzing their church attendance for trials they are going through are missing the whole big picture. Yes, God wants us to go to church. But church isn't the "be all end all" of Christianity. God also commands us to provide for our families - and if the only job you can get in town requires you to work every other Sunday, well, you see where I'm going with this. There's so much more to a relationship with God beyond being in church. So, I still feel really sorry for people that totally miss the opportunity to grow and sit back to watch God work! He is AWESOME!!!

Potty Training Day 1

Potty Training Report, Day 1, 1:38 pm: History of Subject: Almost three year old male that has peed in porcelain bathfixture multiple times at school every day for previous week. Subjects mother has decided today is the day. In the last hour, he has peed three times in the potty, each time rewarded with a small brownie. This seems to be quite effective. Subject's female counterpart still hasn't caught onto it yet. Placed said male potty training subject in "Cars" underwear, and he is psyched. Will provide further updates as day goes on.

This is SOOOOO Weird!!!!

So, here I sit in the OBGYN's office with like nine million billion huge pregnant women, just wondering where on earth my period went to and typing away on my blog. Loving Mary Wash again (BTW, thanks for the laptop and blackberry so I can do this). Yes, this is for my patients' benefit, blogging for me is therapeutic and I will not ben an effective hospice nurse if I do not blog.
My children are crazy as usual. I'm not sure what was wrong with Princess Squeaky last night. She would not go to sleep. She kept whining all night long. About four am, Mark and I both rolled over and said "SHUT-UP, ALEXIS!" (Sorry, Miss Becky). Bedtime for her tonight at 8 pm. We've had late nights every night this week, I think she is just plain exhausted. We'll fix that tonight.
I have a new journey I am going to begin. I have permission to begin it. I just have to decide which paths to take. It will be an exciting and transforming one for sure. I will keep everyone posted as I learn more details myself.

Gettin' Better

I think on the job front, things are finally getting alot better. The people at my new job are just great. I didn't realize it at the time, but on-call pay at VITAS sucks!!!! At Mary Wash, we get double-triple the amount of pay I used to get for on-call. Sign me up! I got some bills to pay off.
I have also noticed my memory improving - remembering to return library books, blow out candles, not needing a grocery list for two items. I knew I was stressed, but I didn't realize how bad.
Twinadoland is still crazy. At school Thursday, Squeaky's teacher said she was trying so hard to pee-pee in the potty that she was grunting and her face turned red, but still nothing would come out! Too cute. Her other "quirk" of many is when its naptime at school she goes around and tucks in all the other kids before she will lay down for her nap. I was wondering why Moose was going to sleep 20-25 minutes before her. Moose is doing well too. He insisteth on having his hair done just like Squeaky. So for choir practice the other night, I gave him a ponytail just like Squeaky. Our assistant past said "Brother, you've got to stop letting your momma do your hair. Boys just ain't supposed to have ponytails!"