Oh Yay

Today I get to see my loveable 9 year old. I haven't really "seen" him in almost 3 weeks! 3 weeks ago, I was on a work stretch and my mom took him. Then my sister wanted him for a couple of weeks before school started. (She lives 6 hours away) So he went there, and I couldn't see him on my 8 days off. It was really lonely. He came home saturday, and I saw him for maybe 10 minutes at my friends-- they were having a BBQ, and my parents went to it, I stopped in before work. (on another 6 day stretch). Then yesterday, my dad brought my car to me (it had a flat at work, and he fixed it for me, and drove it back to my house, he is so sweet) and Brad came in for 5 minutes to say hi to the dog. (uh, remember me, your mother?)
So last night was my last night on my work stretch, and now I am off for 8 days-- yippee! I really missed him!!!!

Dh is in California doing some work for his sister. She is paying really well, and he gets a good visit out of it, but man-- we need him! I don't like shipping off ds to grandma's, he wants to be home, I had to mow the lawn (horrors) and ended up with 2 blisters to boot. So I guess I kind of miss him too. :D
It will be worth it when he gets home. ;)
So anyway, dh doesn't come home until next monday, he has been gone since august 2nd. I sure miss my little boy though, can't wait for him to get out of school today!

So I was talking with a co-worker last night

and we were talking about depression, or not necessarily depression, but the lack of motivation we feel to do anything. That is me right now. That was her a month ago. She went and got some cymbaltya, (or how ever you spell it) and she said "now i go out on the patio in the morning, and drink my coffee, the world is wonderful" She no longer has those days where you just would rather spend them in bed (me) and has ambition to get things done. I think I must try this! I hate meds-- I have trouble taking my thyroid every day because I am just not a pill taker, but I am thinking, I need to do something. :D

On another note, I did 2 layouts for my dt CX, and loved one, hated the other! why can you scrap a really great page, and turn around and scrap a crappy one after it? I guess I only have enough muse for one, lol. Here is the one I did for this months assignment-- (shhhhh, sneak peak, lol)

And here is another one I really really liked, but it was a total case layout-- but I am not submitting it anywhere, so who cares?

The blue one is for my dt, the pink for me. :D

The scrappy world-- don't steal.

ok, I am a very outspoken person. Two of my friends (that I know of, there is probably more) had their scrappy images down right stolen off their blogs, and uploaded into a DT gallery , claiming it was her own work. Now I have taken it upon myself to expose this lady. Is that bad? Other people knew it, but no one wants to say anything for some reason. Not me, I will call you out. Does that make me a bitch?

I am really a kind person that believes everything you tell me unless there is something to the contrarey. (see pervious post on blog) but if I feel passionate about something, I can blurt things out, ad people may take them the wrong way-- but do know I do have a kind heart, lol.

ok, back to the topic at hand. I just don't understand these people. why do they do it? "Steal" other peoples work? I don't get it. Here is a post I posted on 2peas (cause I know lots of people go there-- and I am sure there are others besides these 2), so tell me what you think-- did I step over the line cause it wasn't my work? These are my fellow DT friends, and I just heart them. :D Oh, and I posted at the giraffe site too, but I am sure they will delete it.
Here is the link.
http://twopeasinabucket.kaboose.com/mb.asp?cmd=display&thread_id=2337631

Rockin Girl Blogger

ok, Lisa Peppers tagged me, so I will post, and then go find some people to tag. :D If you have been tagged, here are the rules:
Here's the deal: post the rules,1. each person tagged must post 8 random(... hopefully interesting) facts about themselves2. those tagged should write a blog post of these facts3. at the end of the post, 8 more bloggers are tagged and named4. go to their blog and leave a comment telling them they're tagged.So here it goes.

Random Facts:

1. I am very loud. Sometimes I have to catch myself, and tone my voice down if I get to excited. I was the only one in the 2nd grade play that didn't need a microphone for the play. (yep, loud as a kid too) ;D

2. I had a gastric bypass in 2001. Now you would never know it to look at me, lol, I lost weight, but have gained most of it back. I wouldn't reccomend it for anyone unless you are over 500 pounds. I now have problems with a burned out thyroid (I think it is because my body was in starvation mode for so long) I am anemic (can't absorb iron as well) I am latose intolerant (bypass again), and sometimes after I eat, I just don't feel good. all directly related. And I am still fat-- life is not fair!!

3. I sometimes regret my career decision. It can be very stressful sometimes

4. Along those same lines, sometimes I feel like quitting my job I have now, and just go back to bedside nursing- but I don't know if I could physically do it anymore, lots of lifting, using your knees- which mine are bad. (that may be excuses too, dunno)

5. I have a problem with money. I spend it to freely, doesn't matter if I actually have any, lol. I tend to fly by the seat of my pants- I pay my bills, but I don't have a system, so I may miss some, and catch them the next month.

6. In case you couldn't tell by the last post-- I am unorganized! I have been trying to de-clutter my self- house, scrappy room, but I tend to keep adding instead of taking away. oh well, at least I find a home for everything-- even if I forget where it is at times. I even rebuy things I can't find- then I find them. :D

7. I am to trusting. I don't know if that is good or bad. I always do what I say I am going to do, and I expect other people to be the same way. I hate it when people are late, or don't do what they say. I trust they will. I have been taken a few times because of this. People see it as a sign of weakness, and take advantage of you. I don't like that. My dad is the same way, and I can't tell you how many people have ripped him off- makes me mad. He just lets it go, but I hae a hard time doing that.

8. I hate confrontation. I will do it if I absolutely have to, but I get all sweaty, anxious, and it is sometimes hard to speak up for myself because of it. ei yi yi. :D

Ton to do today, no ambition. ;D

yea, so I have laundry, need to go to my moms, grocery shopping, and all I want to do is veg!


Today is the call day for MMM (i think) or at least they have decided. Not expecting any calls, but I like t watch the speculation at 2peas, its funn. :D


Anyone order from QVC yesterday? It was craft day, and I stayed away-- I am to much of an impulse buyer-- no way! Probably saved my self a couple of hundred bucks, lol.





So I went to Utah this weekend for a crop-- so much fun! I just wis it wasn't so far away. I got to meet Teri, and Jen G, they both are sooo sweet! Here is a picture of 4 of us, in our scrapping tiara's of coarse. :D



That is Natalie, our DT coord. for creativexpress, then Teri, Kristylee, and me! Archivers puts on a pretty fun crop.

Tuesday (again)

ok, I just got off work, from the night from hell!
I work as the nursing supervisor. My job is to place patients, this includes patients that are very very sick, need critical care, and yada yada. (I also do alot of helping, bedside nursing, but I do not count as staff, I am kind like a float, help where I am needed)

anyway. Last night we were full in critical care. We have 3 units. cornary care unit, intensive care unit (neuro, and trauma) and medical intensive care.
We were full. So, I had to figure out what to do with new critical patients that may come in. You see, we have a no divert policy- which like last night, is total crap. Imean, when do you call it done?

I transferred out 5 patients to "I" beds--which means intermediate beds, 3 patients to each nurse. Critical care is 2 patients to each nurse, or if they are really bad, a one to one.

I transferred 5 patients. My personal opinion is 3 of those patients should have stayed where they were. (hey, I am just a nurse, what do I know). I think the patients I admitted to critical care were not as sick as the ones I transferred out. Ugg.
Now, I think no divert is good at times;. I think patients should recieve care as quick as possible. But, if the facility can't handle them without being dangerous with someone else's life, I think we should take them in the ER, then fly them out to a facility that can take them.
I wish senior management saw it that way. sigh.

In other news- I really don't have much, lolol
I am going to SLC this weekend for a crop-- I can't wait! I am going to meet my long time internet friend Teri (terishere) and Jen Gallegher too. and I will see a few ones I have met-- Kara Henry, Kristi lee, oh how fun!

It's kind of lonely here now. Daisey is gone. Dh is in califronia putting in some tile for his sister. (we had a big fight before he left, and I told him to think about what he wanted from this relationship while he is gone-sigh) ds is at my sisters, so I have my poor little peaches, who doesn't understand why she is left alone at night while I go to work.

The thing with dh, not ready to share, but we have problems- I want to go to some counciling, but it seems I am the one with the problem, therefore, he will not go. (ok, whatever)
Life is hard.
I love it, and hate it at the same time.
ok, don't worry about me, I will be ok. I am going to finish my glass of wine (ok, I am a wine-o, lol, but deserve it after my night) and then go to bed. Probably do it all over again at work, then I will be off for 8 glorious days, where I won't have to do anything I don't want to!! (well, except buy some new school clothes for ds, lol)
more later.

Blog Challenge 5. A Letter

This is a letter to my ds, who was feeling guilty over the death of our dog Daisey. He was the one who closed the car door after she jumped in. He thought dh was taking her for a ride. :(

My Dearest Bradley,
It is not your fault daisey died. She knows you loved her, she knows we all loved her, and that we would never do anything on purpose to hurt her. You asked me If I thought Daisey forgived you for closing the car door. There is nothing to forgive. She knows you didn't know how it could hurt her. She loved you very much.
Sometimes mommy and daddy talk about how daisey felt, or what we should have done, and I want you to know, we don't do it to make you feel guilty, we do it because WE feel guilty. we feel like it is our fault. It was no ones fault, but that does not help our feelings sometimes.

You will be old enough to understand someday, I just pray this whole incident doesn't make you feel guilty for the rest of your life. Just know it was a horrible accident, and I think all of us will be more aware of where our pets are at all times from now on. We love you honey, and I don't want you to feel bad. Love, mommy.