Wednesday, September 30, 2009

In Christ alone...

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

39 Things I love about him...



  1. He truly listens...he is rarely trying to form what he's going to say before you get finished talking. It causes his answers to come more slowly (which drives me crazy sometimes)--but he's truly being thoughtful about it.

  2. He loves me...unconditionally...and I'm really not sure why, cause really, I'm a mess...

  3. He doesn't mind when our house is a wreck and could care less if I ever dusted.

  4. He rarely complains about the "little stuff"

  5. He says Thank you...for all the things I really don't think he notices

  6. He works hard and rarely reminds us of it...

  7. He laughs...alot...and it always makes my heart smile...

  8. He's smart--really smart, a Master's in Mechanical Engineering w/Professional Engineering License...and it all came relatively easy from the studying I saw...he's a good "engi-nerd"

  9. He can fix anything...really! Even if it's complicated...if there is a maintenance book/repair manual...he will read it and figure out the right way to fix what's broken.

  10. He likes our kids...and I don't mean that he loves them, but he likes them...he enjoys being with them...they delight him.

  11. He loves his Momma! Do I even need to say more?

  12. He's a wonderful uncle to our niece--the only father person she's really had. He makes her feel cherished.

  13. He's always thinking and planning...

  14. His heart has been broken...

  15. His heart has been mended in a way that makes him respond differently to people who are hurting...he has much more compassion than he did before (in his 20's)...

  16. He knows his purpose in life.

  17. He's a problem solver... (sometimes in our marriage this frustrated me--but now I let him know when I just want him to listen to me rant and rave)

  18. He lets me rant and rave ;)

  19. He thinks I'm funny...usually mostly when I'm ranting and raving...

  20. He rarely gets mad at me over stupid things (like backing the car into a post, even if he has to come out in the middle of the night and work in a hospital parking lot to patch a radiator for us to get it home)

  21. He gets that "stuff", although nice, is just "stuff" and that people are the important things

  22. He'll watch chick flicks with me and sometimes will even cry ;)

  23. He believes that God is sovereign...

  24. He is not a risk taker...but rather likes the occasional adventure...

  25. He will take a risk rather than lead a predictable, unobedient life...

  26. He will admit when he is wrong...it does happen occasionally ;)

  27. He loves to work with wood...but would rather play tickle monster with the kids in the evening

  28. He is the spiritual leader in our home...prayers, devotions & singing together (off key, although he can actually sing pretty good)--the kids will remember and for now they beg for that time together...

  29. He's cute... ;) and he's Tall... ;)

  30. 19 years of stuff too tangled and woven for me to even begin to describe...

  31. He makes me laugh...and watch movies I would never watch alone

  32. He knows himself...is honest about his faults...

  33. He's accepting, loving and kind...really...in 19 years, he's maybe said 2-3 unkind things to me...ever!

  34. He likes to wait patiently while I ride roller coasters...

  35. He thinks it's good that living with me keeps him on his toes, he never knows what I'm gonna do...

  36. He lets all our friends think I'm the nice sweet one...

  37. As a SAHM, he never, ever let me feel like/say I didn't have a job...he says I have the most important job...He tells me that I am a good mom...and that our kids are blessed to have me...

  38. He likes coffee...with me...in the morning...and he's NOT a morning person y'all!

  39. He has promised to love me forever...even though he knows I'll keep making the same stupid mistakes over and over again, and that I'm not even close to perfect...cause he keeps his promises :)

Happy Birthday to the most wonderful 39 year old I know...my best friend...

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Great idea...

Looks like a great way to organize meals to bless others:
Linked to this: http://www.foodtidings.com/
From here http://www.blogher.com/groups-forums/juice-tropicana-trop50/bless-others-food
And will be investigating this more....

Friday, September 25, 2009

Friday Five...


  • The end of my fourth week of work...feeling comfortable, like I'm getting the hang of the routine...remembering what I used to know without even having to think...IV sticks...weinkebach...12-lead EKGs...ace inhibitors...beta blockers...statins...calcium channel blockers...nitrates...it's all coming back to me.

  • The Girl learned an important thing this week...not a good idea to gesture or point with the middle finger...uugghh! And about another hand gesture that led her to ask the question, "what does gay mean"...still waiting for some wisdom to answer that last one...

  • Hubs has all kinds of Greek stuff lying around---and I think it's starting to really make sense to him! He made a 94 on his first exam, has to take his second one this week I think.

  • Two shots and a prednisone dose pack and my rash is much less itchy (but still present)...weird, still don't know what caused it.

  • Homesick for the mountains and the people we love there...melancholy and wanting to smell home...

and that's all I got...boring, I know.

Friday, September 4, 2009

The snorkeler man...




You really can't make some of this childhood stuff up. Nate wants to be the "cuba-diver like on Memo" when he grows up, he wants a new snorkeler and a breathing tank for his back. In the meantime, he's making due with the equipment he has on hand. Today he put scotch tape on the eyes so they look dark like the guy on Memo.


Thursday, September 3, 2009

third day...

at my new job and I got to do some clinical stuff...started an IV, gave some drugs...seems like a long time since I've been in this saddle, but it's all coming back to me. I distracted the patient as I started my first IV in about 3-1/2 years...hard stick, first try...pay dirt. I used to be "good" at starting IV's but was worried it would take me a while to get that skill back...
Everyone at The Clinic is nice, seems to appreciate that I'm there--which is always good. Nursing, has always been a good security blanket for me...a job that I've mostly loved and has been easily accessible. Time to go...more later ;)

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Second Day...

at my new job was spent doing computer training. The lady and I got a kick out of each other...and went down a few bunny trails. One of which included talking about the good 'ole days of nursing...back when we charted on paper...wore white starched uniforms...support hose and nurse mate shoes and some of us (me at my very first job) wore nursing caps...and even the not-so-long-ago time when we wore color coordinated scrubs for each floor. This stemmed somehow from a conversation about when we each got the Hepatitis B vaccine and trying to remember when it came out. I am sure that I received my first series in 1992...shortly after the vaccine was approved for health care workers. Followed by a titer that was positive.
I remember vividly my very first orientation at my very first health care job. It was a small 100 bed hospital...I worked on 600 Hall, where the surgical patients were, as a unit secretary during the 3p-11p shift on Friday. Saturday and Sunday I often worked 7am to 7pm. It was a great job for a nursing student and I couldn't have gotten better training. The worst part about the job is that I missed weekends with my new husband...and the last few months with my Momma.

Anyway, it was a good second day. Working half days like this sure are nice. The boy and I still had time to play outside before a nap...and I was home when the girl got off the school bus. And one more day...that the boy was cared for and loved!

A quote for the day...from a book I'm reading by Beverly Lewis (the Amish books...) The Secret:


Grace located the item the other clerk had wanted and wondered what might have prompted the customer's preference for all things simple. She recalled something Mammi Adah often said with a knowing smile on her wrinkled face: "When you get what you want....do you want what you get?" Grace assumed it was merely human to crave a different situation in life and not something unique to fancy folk.


Let me know what you think about that...