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handtowel below
Please note the sassy little handtowel that I embellished lastnight with my very own sewing machine!! The 3 black ribbons just make this ratty towel POP! There were a few picks (GRRRR) on the handtowel so I trimmed them off and decorated...voila! Hope you love it. No doubt, I've got more practicing before I start selling things on Etsy. But I must say, it gives the guest bathroom a little something something.
Sassy Pants
Today, on the way to work, I realized...I'm getting my sassy pants back. You know, it takes awhile after the babies... I looked down at my wrist..and there say my Betsey Johnson polka dot watch (I'll have to show you a pic..). I looked in the rearview mirror and saw my purple artsy fartsy fun glasses and winked at myself just because. I stepped on the gas and felt the sassyness ? of my patent leather black Danskos. And, I realized..I'm pretty sassy. Now, I have to tell you that I'm also wearing my monogrammed cardigan. Do you hate me for that?! I mean, I just couldn't resist. All of these things I was able to get because of my part of our tax refund. I have to say, it's really helped me get out of a little funk I've been in. Well, that and knowing that b/c I've started accutane, my skin will be glowing and hopefully much more blemish-free than before. I think I'm a secret prep. A closet prep. I like all things better with my initials on them. I m...
Oh I know!!
Well, wouldn't you know, as soon as I published the other post, I thought of something to blog about. Funny how that works. Well....today I got my first prescription of Accutane filled. (Go ahead, gasp) Go ahead, tell me my skin is FINE, tell me you never noticed. WHATEVER. I'm here to tell YOU that my skin is a disaster. Mostly around my chin!!! I don't care that everyone has pimples now and again. I don't want them. I mean, I turn 27 on Monday and I'm far too old to be embarassed about my skin. I've tried minocycline, benzaclin, clindamycin, differin, proactive, neutrogena, nothing...you name it, I've tried it. So, let me just educate you about what an ordeal it is to take Accutane. When you first go to your dermatologist, you have to have tried lots of things...then, you have to have a pregnancy test. 30 days later, you have ANOTHER pregnancy test and blood tests that measure your liver function. After those results are back, you get a prescription for th...
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I'M A LITTLE BUMMED. I HAVE TO ADMIT, I'VE BEEN THINKING THE LAST FEW DAYS ABOUT HOW BAD I NEED TO BLOG, TO CATCH UP. AND, 1 DAY HAS TURNED INTO 2 DAYS HAS TURNED INTO A LOT OF DAYS. NOT SURE WHY. THERE ARE ENDLESS THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT. ALTHOUGH, NOT QUITE AS ENDLESS AS THE LAUNDRY. OR THE DISHES. OR THE VACCUMING. OR THE DUSTING. YOU GET MY DRIFT. I FINISHED MY SCARF THIS WEEK. AND, I HEART IT. IT'S WILD COLORS. THE COLOR IS ACTUALLY "FIESTA" ON THE WRAPPER. I LIKE TO THINK MY NECK IS HAVING A PARTY WHEN I WEAR IT. IT'S THE FIRST THING THAT I'VE KNITTED THAT'S BEEN...WHOLESOME. HOMOGENOUS. THE SAME THROUGHOUT. JAY BOUGHT ME A SEWING MACHINE FOR VALENTINE'S DAY. I SEWED A FEW SCRAPS TOGETHER HERE AND THERE. I WANT TO MAKE THINGS. CUTE THINGS. AND SELL THEM. AND SHOW THEM OFF. TAKE PICTURES AND BLOG THEM YOU KNOW. YOU KNOW. ADORN THEM WITH POLKA DOT RIBBONS...OH HOW I LOVE A PRETTY PIECE OF ANYTHING WITH POLKAS. I'M TRYING TO THINK OF THE PERFE...
L is for....
L is for duh LOVE. L is for Lewis L is for LUCKY to have my 3 boys. L is for light--the light in my heart. L is for Life- the life I have. L is for learn- L is for Linen- oh how I love clean, crisp linen. L is for laughter- at each other, at responsibility, at the bills, at ourselves. L is for Lust and Lover--- sorry, couldn't resist!! L is for a lot of things. Our L flag greets everyone at the front door. It represents Lewis to most. But, it represents a lot more than just a name. Valentine's Day-- let me tell you. For the last 3 years, we've been broker than Al Roker. We've exchanged cards and little things. Today, I woke up and came downstairs to a GORGEOUS bouquet of fresh flowers on the counter! And, KUDOS to my Jay- NOT ONE ROSE! I think that's my pet peeve about Valentine's Day. I think roses in and of themselves are gorgeous. However, on Valentine's Day, I think they are awfully tacky. Jay got this bouquet full of Gerbera Daisies *my fave...
pieces
Okay, so it looks like I've posted lots of pics over the last few days and I've done a shotty job of explaining them. Ugh. There's so many. Let's see...one night, we had red roasted potatoes with grilled BBQ chicken. I was so proud of my little red roasted potatoes that I thought I'd post them on the blog and tell everyone how to make them! I guess EVERYONE probably knows how to make them...easy as pie. Well...frozen pie I guess :) I just splashed them with olive oil, garlic (real chopped up..not just the salt...pat on back!) and salt and pepper. I put them in a cute pyrex..plopped them in the oven and baked at 350 F for like an hour. And, they were delicious!!!! Oh how I just loved them. But, maybe it's because I lovooove carbs. I'm an addict. I mean, Jay made mouth-watering BBQ chicken. You know, the kind that you have when the BBQ sauce kindof makes a thick crust in areas on the chicken? Oh my...but I didn't take a pic of that...instead, I chose the c...
Big boy walking
Oh yeah, I wanted to post about one of the pictures below in the blog before I forget how pivotal the moment was. There's a picture of Parker Jay, walking down the steps on this page. When I took the picture, there were teardrops falling off of my heart. I realized that, oh my gosh...that's my Parker Jay...walking like a big boy down the stairs. Not just one stair- ALL of them. Not leaping from one to the other, not playing on them, not crawling up them or riding each one down on his butt. ...nope...WALKING like a real boy. I cannot talk of that moment without also telling you that the other day I made myself go through his dresser drawers. I had to pull out all the stuff that no longer fits because I was having to jam clean stuff in and I didn't want to fight with the darn thing any longer. So, out flew overalls and onesies. ONESIES. I realized, OH NO.... there aren't any onesies that fit anymore! It's been months and months since he wore a onesie! Heck probably 6...
Open door, open window..open SOMETHING!
So, I'm beginning to get frustrated with this job search. My nurse manager said 2 weeks ago that she was going to talk to the nurse manager in the NCCU for me (Neonatal Critical Care Unit) regarding a transfer. After 2 emails and a phone call that have gone unreturned, I'm bummed. So, tonight I took it upon myself to email the manager there and pretty much BEG for a job there. I just don't understand. I'm not sure what else to do. I mean, I know that I'm going to need at least 3 years of critical care experience (luckily, NCCU counts!) before I can begin to think of flying...you know...transport nursing in the helicopter. This is what I want. I can see myself doing it. I'm trying not to lose sight of my goal. However, every where I turn, it's as if I'm meeting obstacles. And, I'm not a quitter. "How do you wait for heaven? And who has that much time? And how do you keep your feet on the ground, when you know you were born to fly?" --Sara E...
downstaffed
The little-est one :) Sethie has had a runny nose, tiny, weak cough..and has been a little extra fussy. Lastnight, I called out to be here with him and Jay...just because I work 35 minutes away and I just couldn't be that far away you know. Today he is better (of course after some loving on today and cuddle time after bathtime)...but work called and told me that, according to our census of patients, I could be downstaffed. (meaning, not go in :)) So, I took it. And, here I sit. Sethie is asleep, Parker is at his grandmas, Jay is shopping for something for the movie room...and...I'm in my own recliner. I would be knitting right now but one of my needles clankedy clanked all the way down in the chair somewhere and I couldn't dig it out. Taco bell was dinner tonight. It's already feeling toxic. College basketball is on the tv and I have on my doggie-print flannel pj pants and a tshirt. And, life is good. I ordered a heat wrap thingee last week off of etsy- it's like a ...
