Tag

OK, this is something I did on Facebook. But, I hadn't posted on my blog in a while, so I thought I'd cheat. Here's a little questionnaire:

If I looked on the bed next to you, what would I find? pillows

Do you go to the bathroom with the door open or closed? I'm ashamed to admit...if I'm at home, it's usually open. That started when I was pregnant and would stifle with the bathroom door shut.

Are your underwear and socks folded in your drawer or just thrown in? Folded, socks are matched and bundled

Sleep on your back or stomach? neither, side sleeper

Are you a cuddler? I like to cuddle....but I don't like to cuddle WHILE I sleep.

What would I find if I looked UNDER your bed? I dunno- shoes, books maybe?

Something that happened today that made you angry? Nothing has really made me angry today.

What were you doing before this survey? Explaining to Quinlynne why Cheetos are NOT for dinner.

What will you do after the survey? Fix a proper dinner

Marriage or living together? Who cares? I will not judge others. As for me, neither will ever happen.

What shirt are you wearing now? an orange-y,black-y, pink one

Do you sing? I do, but not well.

Do you de-label your beer bottles? I don't drink beer.

Do you talk about your feelings or hide them? I usually let people know where they stand. Good and bad.

Is there something you regret and wish you could take back? Of course

First thing you do when you wake up? make it to the bathroom, brush my teeth

Ever had surgery? Yes, I have.

Last argument you got into with? Ummm...I don't remember. Probably Quinlynne Lucille Paige Hoffman.

Do you tend to rip the paper off water bottles? Nope.

What's one good thing about your best friend? They do not judge. They let me know what they think, but no judging and unconditional love.

How long does it take for you to fall asleep at night? You know, when I was younger- it would take me forever. Now, if I'm still, I'm asleep.

Current song on myspace? "Lookin' for Love in all the Wrong Places"

When you shut off your alarm clock, do you tend to fall back asleep? Yes. I'm terrible about that.

If you were given the chance to take care of a monkey for a weekend, would you? Depends on what my plans for the weekend are.

What is the current advertisement on the side of the screen? Skinovative laser hair removal...hook me up! (Don't forget, this was on Facebook.)

What are you looking forward to in the next few months? End of the semster, Christmas, Halloween, nice weather

It's midnight. Who are you texting? That could be a dnagerous question.

It's Wednesday afternoon, where are you usually? Maybe napping after clinicals.

Honestly, if you could have ANYONE in the world, who would it be? I'd prefer to NOT answer this question. And what kind of "have" are we talking???

Your Christmas list consists of? Am I receiving? Is this dream world? I'd ask for a wonderful vacation.

You're going to New York for school shopping, where do you go first? I haven't the slightest. I only window-shopped for a few hours in NYC.

You need a new pair of jeans, what store do you go to first? Someplace where they sell jeans.

How do you feel about your hair? It's awfully dark lately.

What movie is in your DVD player? DVD player in the hosue isn't hooked up.

If you could move away, no questions asked, where would you move? Someplace near an ocean.

How much do looks matter to you in a guy/girl? There's gotta be something there to spark an interest. But ya know, as long as I find them attractive.

What's the greatest thing that happened to you today? Quinlynne Lucille Paige giving me an eskimo kiss.

How many TRUE best friends do you have? 3 or 4

What would you change about your life right now? I don't really need to list that on here. If you know me, you know what I'd change.

What’s the best feeling in the world? Holding that precious baby in your arms, knowing God trusts YOU to take care of him/her for Him.

OK, I'm going to tag 3 people to put this on their Blogs, too. I choose.....drumroll please..... Angie, Natalie, and Sally.

Angie is a great friend of mine. She is hilarious. She blogs exactly how she speaks, and it's hilarious. You'll have to catch her on a big rant sometime....if you could hear her telling the story- you'd die laughing, too. She is extremely talented in so many areas. She is kind of going through a rough patch right now. If you know of anyone who is willing to hire a non-idiotic woman who is a quick learner and masters everything....hit her up! I love her.

Natalie and I have known each other for quite a while. We grew up together. Lots of activities at church together as youth. She is a beautiful woman. Her posts on her blog are hilarious as well. She's very witty....and, like most of my friends, tends to speak her mind. She and her family just had to make a quick relocation, so she's busy making her house a home, but look in on her blog. Go back, read previous posts...you'll love her.

Sally and I go to church together presently. She is also extremely talented. (Am I not friends with anyone who is a dumb, untalented, sloth???) She is married to a busy medical student. They have 3 kids and that keeps Sally pretty darn busy. However, she finds time to blog in there somewhere. She amazes me.

Memories

Oh how I miss these days:

This was at Logan Salat's birthday party. Her bib was bigger than her. But- it was red, white & blue. So was her outfit. She was about 7 weeks old here.

Look at those little leg rolls.

Hat & mittens from Grandi & Poppa on her 1st Christmas. She went right down for a nap after this.

Pork chops, dinner rolls, butter, etc.

So, I don't know how many of you would consider yourselves "big girls" (it's not like I have a huge following- but I like to pretend I do). There is no getting around it; I am a big girl. There, I've said it. I feel as though I'm in an AA meeting. (Not that I've ever been to an AA meeting, either...but you always hear that on TV.) Anyhow, as a big girl, you get to hear lots of reasons why men like big girls. (Also, I always have a really hard time believing a man is attracted to a big girl. In my mind they always like the small girls.) So, you hear "I like a woman with a little meat on her bones," (most common); "I don't like small girls,"; "Why would I want to gnaw on a bone when I can have the whole piece of meat?"; "Throw that girl a pork chop, she's too skinny,"; etc. Are you getting the picture?

Well last week my clinical group met after clinicals to go over a presentation we are going to be giving. We met at the TCC Metro location. I cannot help but people-watch while I am anywhere. So, this rather "healthy" young lady walked by. She was probably 5'5", weighed around 325 lbs. Yes, this is obese, but far from the largest person I've ever seen. What got me though was the fact that she was wearing a strapless sundress. YES- I said a STRAPLESS sundress. Similar to this one:

This dress would not have been a bad idea if she had been waering a tshirt underneath, or a little cardigan on top. But the only thing this young gal had on underneath was her strapless bra.

I leaned over to my friend next to me and said "Just 'cause they make it in your size don't mean you need to wear it,". Apparently one of the men in my goup heard me say it, but had not seen the young lass. He said...are you ready for this???? "I like a little butter with my bread'". I almost fell off the chair. That was a new one on me. I asked him if he had seen the young lady, as she was on her way around again. When he caught the lovely vision, he told me I was in fact, right.

So- two things in one day. A young lady committing a major fashion faux pas, and a new saying. Anyone else like a little butter with their bread??

Rear end

Let me just rant for a few seconds. (By the way- isn't that a cute little rear end?)

Am I totally uptight, or is there entirely too much usage of the word (I'm going to actually write it out once, in case you're wondering and can't figure it out) ass on TV & radio nowadays? I consider myself to be rather liberal, but seriously? I don't want to hear it, and I certainly don't want my child (or anyone else's child under my watchful eye) hearing it. I haven't even watched the show "Dance your ___ Off" because I'm pretty off-put by the title. People are saying it in clips that we see for sitcoms, it's on the radio, in commercials, everything. I don't think I should have to worry so much about the language that will be on TV in the middle of the day or early evening....especially when I have it tuned in to ABC, CBS, FOX, NBC, etc. I don't consider TBS or TNT to be especially "risky" TV stations, but gaaawwwwleeee (pronounced like Gomer Pyle is saying it)! Also- I'm attacked by this little 3 letter word when I'm driving in my car listening to the radio. I will admit, I was listening to a country station recently & they announced a new song. Kind of a catchy tune. But the first few words, and the repeated lyrics, are "I've got my toes in the water, ___ in the sand". Seriously? What the heck? Please tell me I'm not the only person who is noticing this. Am I just noticing it now because I'm more cognizant of things due to my 4 year old sponge?

New swing

Quinlynne has a new fun swing in the tree of the front yard. I'll get around to pics of it soon. Thank you for the swing, Havens! On Sunday after church Quinlynne had me out there pushing her in the swing. I took the opportunity to quiz her on a few things. It went a little something like this:

me: What's momma's name?

Q: Shandowin

me: How old is momma?

Q: 33

me: What's momma's favorite color? (she better get this right, we just talked about it!)

Q: Red (Good girl!)

me: What's momma's favorite food? (Does she know what shrimp are, really?)

Q: carwots (Well, that makes me sound healthy.)

me: What's momma's favorite thing to do?

Q: Ummmmm....homework. (This almost made me laugh aloud. But, since that's what she sees me do most often & what I tell her I need to do, it makes sense.)

me: Where does momma work? (She won't get this one.)

Q: Hospitaws

There was more quizzing, but it's so much fun to see how well your kid knows you. I was surprised that she knew I worked in hospitals. I want to know where she gets that carrots are my favorite food, though?!?!

My Dad

OK, again, I've been on the home computer. I wanted to share some pics of my dad with you. I realize that some of you never knew my dad. I hope that through some of these pictures, you'll feel like you knew him a little bit. There is this one: my 1st Easter...or maybe it was my 2nd, I don't really remember that particular day.

My dad letting his precious little girl (none other than me) open his birthday present. My dad and his sister, my Aunt Di. Check out those ears he has! When my mom was pregnant both times, my Granny (Mom's mom) used to say that she was gonna have to tape ears back if the baby came out with my dad's ears. I'll have to find some Navy pictures....his ears STILL stuck out, even when he was in the Navy.

This one is just funny to me. Dad had a new truck, and he was pointing to the fact that it's a Peterbilt. Not long after Dad died, my friend Brenda called & left me a voicemail. In a teary voice she said "I just pulled up behind a truck that had a bumper sticker reading 'Old truckers never die. They just get a new Peterbilt',". That is TOTALLY something my dad would have found hilarious.

There's this one of my parents with friends of theirs, the O'Dells. We had gone up to see them when they lived in Indiana.

My dad and Aunt Di, with me & my brother. It's okay, you can say it....I resemble my Aunt Di. My mom & my cousin Penny informed me a few weekends ago that the older I get, the more I'm starting to resemble her. (Notice the freakin' chin all of us have. UGH! Dad tried to make me feel better by telling me "Don't worry baby, that chin can take a hit and you'll never even notice it." My response was "Whatever Dad. 'Cause I get in so many fights" However, my brother has been in a few & I think he found Dad's words true.)

And this one is the best. This is my dad with his friend, Henry. Henry was making fun of Dad's hat that he got when we were in Branson. Seriously, my dad could be so gaudy. But, this smile is forever ingrained in my mind. My dad had what could be described as nothing other than a sh*! eatin' grin. Can you not just hear his laugh that goes with it?

One day soon you'll get to see pictures of my Dad, brother & I at the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally!

A rarity

I have been spending some time on the home computer instead of my laptop lately. That leads me to look at old pictures on the computer. Such as this one:

I absolutely love this picture of Quinlynne & Aaron. She is so tickled, she can hardly contain herself. She absolutely loves my brother. And then there's this one:my dad feeding Quinlynne some plums & cereal. Since I was working full time, and Dad was home a lot due to his cancer...he helped out with Quinlynne way more than I ever would have anticipated. It truly shocked me. I love it, and miss him!

Then, there's these little goodies I ran onto:

Yes, that is me, Quinlynne, and her genetic materials donor...aka Adar, Butthead, Donor, Dumbass. Don't we look like one big, happy family? This was the first time he'd ever really spent any time with her. We had lunch together when she was 9 months old. (Don't I have a good fake sorority girl smile??) I know she does bare a striking resemblance to him. But, I'll go ahead and say it...she looks like my dad a great deal. Maybe I'm waxing sentimental because I'm stil in amazement that my little Miss Curly Q has already been here on this earth with me for 4 years. It truly, in all honesty, seems like she should just be toddling around. That's how I feel every time I look at her.

You know something crazy, one of the reasons I thought he (Donor) didn't want to have anything to do with me once I got pregnant was- I thought he was ashamed of me. I thought he was embarrassed to let anyone know he'd created a baby with me. My self-confidence was that low. I thought he was so much better looking than me. When I got these pictures I said to myself "What the crap was I smoking? Yes, he's attractive- quite good looking- but no better looking than me." Isn't it crazy what Satan can make us think about ourselves, if we let him in? Whatever the case- I will be greatful to him (Donor) forever. Why???? That's what you may be thinking. I am greatful to him for helping me make my beautiful, intelligent, loving, vivacious, caring daughter a possibility.

My day in surgery

Today I was back in surgery again. I observed a Total Hip Replacement. First of all, I was totally shocked that the lady only had a spinal & conscious sedation. Seriously? Knock me out! I can see having conscious sedation during....say, an EGD, or a colonoscopy (normal- & I have had those done), or a cyst removed, or something of the such. But a hip replacement? Give me the big stuff! I mean, there is sawing, and hammering, and drilling. It's a pretty gruesome surgery. At the end of the surgery, they were transferring the patient onto her hospital bed from the OR table. I looked down on the floor and there was the lady's femoral head. Just. Lying. There. I said "is that the head of her femur?" They all started chanting for me to pick it up. I declined, as I did not have any gloves on. The circulating nurse bent down & picked it up and threw it in the trashcan.

After our time in the OR & PACU, we went to postconference. I told my instructor about the femoral head. She told me I was lucky, they usually throw the femoral head at the student. I guess I lucked out, because there was a med student in the room today, too. Couldn't hit two of us with it, so they just let it lie on the floor.