Sunday, February 28, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
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 mean, let's not go crazy..I don't have monogrammed sheets or anything but ....I'd like to okay?
However, the predominant side of me likes strange things. You know, wild colored socks and funky headbands? Pretty nailpolishes and acrylic rings. Can't help it. It's IN me. I prefer abstract paintings over still life and like mismatched bedding with crazy pillows. I'd rather have 15 mismatched glasses to drink from rather than a set.
I'm a hodgepodge. I'm a plethora. I'm a smorgasboard.
Hodgepodge out.
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 mean, let's not go crazy..I don't have monogrammed sheets or anything but ....I'd like to okay?
However, the predominant side of me likes strange things. You know, wild colored socks and funky headbands? Pretty nailpolishes and acrylic rings. Can't help it. It's IN me. I prefer abstract paintings over still life and like mismatched bedding with crazy pillows. I'd rather have 15 mismatched glasses to drink from rather than a set.
I'm a hodgepodge. I'm a plethora. I'm a smorgasboard.
Hodgepodge out.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
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 the medication. However, you have a registry online that you have to go under MONTHLY, the prescription has NO refills, MEANING--you have to go back monthly for pregnancy tests and blood tests and a checkup. NO JOKE. So, this stuff is the real deal. And, I have to say that I've been a little worried about taking it. All the things that they talk about....and Lord knows if my mom reads this..but you know what? I'm deserving of this break. I'd just like to go to the grocery store without makeup on...even check the mail without being self conscious about it. I think that it'll give me the extra self confidence that I've been needing since having (count 'em) 2 darling baby boys.I mean, I may be a mom but I'm not going to spend the rest of my life in sweatpants and covered with makeup all the time, you know? I'm ready to SHINE (in that NOT oily kindof way ))
So, I guess I do have a lot to talk about...if you have any skin troubles you'd like to comment about, please feel free to do so. I mean, it's a day by day journey...the skin thing.
I'll let you guys know how it's going.
Cheers to me...
~Kimmie
So, I guess I do have a lot to talk about...if you have any skin troubles you'd like to comment about, please feel free to do so. I mean, it's a day by day journey...the skin thing.
I'll let you guys know how it's going.
Cheers to me...
~Kimmie
NO TITLE
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 PERFECT HOME FOR MY NEW PRIZED POSSESSION. THE KITCHEN TABLE IS THE PERFECT PLACE TO SEW BUT NOT A VERY PRACTICAL PLACE TO KEEP IT. LITTLE TODDLER FINGERS WONDER FOR SHARP OBJECTS, YOU KNOW. I'VE ALSO BEEN THINKING ABOUT WHAT TO NAME IT. I MEAN, EVERY PRIZED POSSESSION MUST HAVE A NAME AND BROTHER..WELL THAT JUST DOESN'T CUT IT. OR SEW IT :) I'LL LET YOU KNOW WHEN I THINK OF ONE THAT WILL SUFFICE. MAYBE MINDY? YOU KNOW...MEND-Y? LOL. WHO KNOWS.
THE LAST FEW WEEKS I'VE BEEN WORKING SOME WEEKNIGHTS ALONG WITH 2 WEEKEND NIGHTS INSTEAD OF ONLY 3 WEEKEND NIGHTS. CONFUSING, I KNOW..EVEN FOR ME.
SLEEP WELL, SLEEP OFTEN.
LOVE WELL, KISS OFTEN.
~kIMMIE
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 PERFECT HOME FOR MY NEW PRIZED POSSESSION. THE KITCHEN TABLE IS THE PERFECT PLACE TO SEW BUT NOT A VERY PRACTICAL PLACE TO KEEP IT. LITTLE TODDLER FINGERS WONDER FOR SHARP OBJECTS, YOU KNOW. I'VE ALSO BEEN THINKING ABOUT WHAT TO NAME IT. I MEAN, EVERY PRIZED POSSESSION MUST HAVE A NAME AND BROTHER..WELL THAT JUST DOESN'T CUT IT. OR SEW IT :) I'LL LET YOU KNOW WHEN I THINK OF ONE THAT WILL SUFFICE. MAYBE MINDY? YOU KNOW...MEND-Y? LOL. WHO KNOWS.
THE LAST FEW WEEKS I'VE BEEN WORKING SOME WEEKNIGHTS ALONG WITH 2 WEEKEND NIGHTS INSTEAD OF ONLY 3 WEEKEND NIGHTS. CONFUSING, I KNOW..EVEN FOR ME.
SLEEP WELL, SLEEP OFTEN.
LOVE WELL, KISS OFTEN.
~kIMMIE
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
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*. I think we are going to plan on going out to dinner or something. No exotic getaway to somewhere tropical, no weekend away...just a date. But, not JUST a date. Special time. Time to LAUGH, time to LOVE, time to LISTEN. I'm sure that we're going to have many date-night Valentine's Days. That's part of being parents, I guess. The important thing, the special thing, the LUCKY thing...is that I'm a Lewis the other 364 days of the year. I'm HIS Lewis lady. And, I LOVE that.
I hope you don't get roses and chocolates!!
~Kimmie
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*. I think we are going to plan on going out to dinner or something. No exotic getaway to somewhere tropical, no weekend away...just a date. But, not JUST a date. Special time. Time to LAUGH, time to LOVE, time to LISTEN. I'm sure that we're going to have many date-night Valentine's Days. That's part of being parents, I guess. The important thing, the special thing, the LUCKY thing...is that I'm a Lewis the other 364 days of the year. I'm HIS Lewis lady. And, I LOVE that.
I hope you don't get roses and chocolates!!
~Kimmie
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
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 carbs. Like always.
I digress. Okay, let's see. I also posted some pics that don't look like they uploaded. Darn boogers. I wish I could explain THAT! They were probably of the potatoes, considering I took a lot. Okay okay, enough with the potatoes already!
Seth really seems to be enjoying the bumbo, he looks all around and squeals like the little piglet that he is. It's funny. Parker Jay likes to sneak and sit in it when we aren't looking. We come out of the kitchen, or come downstairs and there he sits watching SuperWhy or Sid the Science Kid. He's hilarious. I should've taken a pic of that. We have to hide the bumbo up high on the bookshelf...out of his reach.
So, probably the most fun things we got this week in my opinion are from craigslist. OH MY HEART belongs to craigslist. 2 nightstands. Oh, the potential. THAT'S what I should've posted pics of. And, I plan to do so later. They were $30 for BOTH. Not EACH, BOTH! They are over 50 years old and they are just darling. I plan on sanding them and painting them. I want them to be funky and ecclectic - you know my taste! They have really cute white porcelain knobs on them and I'm sure they are originals.
Jay showed Parker the ropes this week with the drill. The electric drill- yeah a real one. Talk about giving me a heartattack. Jay finally finished the riser for our movie room over the garage. We are going to have stadium seating in there :) I mean, it's totally a guy thing but I have to say, it's really really nice. I'm looking forward to watching a few scary movies in there. I always embarass myself when I scream and jump at the theatres. :) Does anyone else do that?
Here we are, in NC....Raleigh to be exact...and we're getting MORE SNOW?! I mean, I love it. Bring it on. I'm not worried this time about getting stuck. Ellie the Element will get me home safe, after all, it's only snow this time!
Well, enough rambling for one day. I'm looking forward to Valentine's Day..I must say. But, I'm adored and loved all year long. What more could one girl ask for?
Happy Love Day to all...
~Kimmie
I digress. Okay, let's see. I also posted some pics that don't look like they uploaded. Darn boogers. I wish I could explain THAT! They were probably of the potatoes, considering I took a lot. Okay okay, enough with the potatoes already!
Seth really seems to be enjoying the bumbo, he looks all around and squeals like the little piglet that he is. It's funny. Parker Jay likes to sneak and sit in it when we aren't looking. We come out of the kitchen, or come downstairs and there he sits watching SuperWhy or Sid the Science Kid. He's hilarious. I should've taken a pic of that. We have to hide the bumbo up high on the bookshelf...out of his reach.
So, probably the most fun things we got this week in my opinion are from craigslist. OH MY HEART belongs to craigslist. 2 nightstands. Oh, the potential. THAT'S what I should've posted pics of. And, I plan to do so later. They were $30 for BOTH. Not EACH, BOTH! They are over 50 years old and they are just darling. I plan on sanding them and painting them. I want them to be funky and ecclectic - you know my taste! They have really cute white porcelain knobs on them and I'm sure they are originals.
Jay showed Parker the ropes this week with the drill. The electric drill- yeah a real one. Talk about giving me a heartattack. Jay finally finished the riser for our movie room over the garage. We are going to have stadium seating in there :) I mean, it's totally a guy thing but I have to say, it's really really nice. I'm looking forward to watching a few scary movies in there. I always embarass myself when I scream and jump at the theatres. :) Does anyone else do that?
Here we are, in NC....Raleigh to be exact...and we're getting MORE SNOW?! I mean, I love it. Bring it on. I'm not worried this time about getting stuck. Ellie the Element will get me home safe, after all, it's only snow this time!
Well, enough rambling for one day. I'm looking forward to Valentine's Day..I must say. But, I'm adored and loved all year long. What more could one girl ask for?
Happy Love Day to all...
~Kimmie
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
Monday, February 08, 2010
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 months or more! And, that was a sad moment for me too. I filled 2 entire empty diaper boxes full to the brim of things he has outgrown. And, I realize that those are 2 very big moments. AH-HA moments as Oprah calls them. I'm proud. He's strong. He's strong-willed. He's independent. There's light in his eyes and joy in his heart. And, I pray that he always stays the same. I pray for energy. I pray for strength, because it's tiring. I'm tired and prematurely aging. I have no time to EVER straighten my hair. My toenail polish is chipped. I'm fat and don't exercise regularly...okay FINE, EVER. I don't get to sleep in. I eat horribly. The laundry piles up and some days I lose my patience with him. But, God...he's a darling. And, I'll get those things back. One day, my legs will be silky smooth every day. I'll be able to shave them whenever. I'll be able to take hour long walks and appreciate the birds singing and the wind in my hair. I just have to accept that these milestones...these moments in time that I realize he is growing up will continue to come. And, one day....one day I will ache because I will know that I will never be able to get those pre-moments back. And, then Sethie and all of his moments will follow. God, thank you for grace. Thank you for faith and hope. Thank you for making something out of me.
~Kimmie Faith Lewis
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 months or more! And, that was a sad moment for me too. I filled 2 entire empty diaper boxes full to the brim of things he has outgrown. And, I realize that those are 2 very big moments. AH-HA moments as Oprah calls them. I'm proud. He's strong. He's strong-willed. He's independent. There's light in his eyes and joy in his heart. And, I pray that he always stays the same. I pray for energy. I pray for strength, because it's tiring. I'm tired and prematurely aging. I have no time to EVER straighten my hair. My toenail polish is chipped. I'm fat and don't exercise regularly...okay FINE, EVER. I don't get to sleep in. I eat horribly. The laundry piles up and some days I lose my patience with him. But, God...he's a darling. And, I'll get those things back. One day, my legs will be silky smooth every day. I'll be able to shave them whenever. I'll be able to take hour long walks and appreciate the birds singing and the wind in my hair. I just have to accept that these milestones...these moments in time that I realize he is growing up will continue to come. And, one day....one day I will ache because I will know that I will never be able to get those pre-moments back. And, then Sethie and all of his moments will follow. God, thank you for grace. Thank you for faith and hope. Thank you for making something out of me.
~Kimmie Faith Lewis
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 Evans.
I keep telling myself that little ditty over and over again...believing it. Holding it. Dreaming it. And, I'm so exhausted from worrying about it.
This job that I have now. .....it's good. It pays the bills. It does a good job of it. I mean, there isn't much to spare but we have everything that we need. But, it isn't challenging. It isn't ME. I'm going to list for you the reasons I want to transfer...(I put them in the email to the nurse manager at the NCCU) just a few minutes ago. She's either going to think I'm desperate, begging, sucking up..or all of the above. I could care less...as long as I can start soon.
1. I miss cutting-edge technology, research, and evidence-based practice.
2. I miss the education from my peers and colleagues.
3. I miss feeling like I have a career.
4. If I worked for a higher-skilled unit and was proficient in those skills, I would be more driven.
5. I miss collaborating with physicians.
6. I am bored with my job.
7. I miss seeing my patients get well before my eyes (IV fluids for dehydrated kid, blood products for anemic kid)
8. It's time to step it up and expect more of myself; thirsty for more.
9. Now that I have 2 healthy and well children of my own, I'm not scared to take care of preemies.
10. I want to feel like I'm part of a team.
11. I want to feel like what I do makes a difference EVERY time I clock in
Another thing I'm trying to do...is meditate on the Bible verse that says...PEACE. BE STILL.
I'm not one for being still. Heck, I never have the chance to be still. So, I'm praying for this stillness. I want it to pour over me, envelope me and give me that inner peace that I so need and want. I'm struggling with my career right now. I just need a miracle.......
I'll keep you posted.
It's Monday. And, in a few hours, my hubby will pick me up (he brought me to work lastnight ;0)
and I'll be sleep-deprived and cranky for awhile. Hopefully, he'll let me get some sleep.
Hopefully, I'll get a phone call from somebody---anybody.
And, hopefully the doors will fling open and a neon sign will say "go here."
Peace, be STILL.
Yeah God, thanks for that.
I'm trying here.
~Kimmie
"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 Evans.
I keep telling myself that little ditty over and over again...believing it. Holding it. Dreaming it. And, I'm so exhausted from worrying about it.
This job that I have now. .....it's good. It pays the bills. It does a good job of it. I mean, there isn't much to spare but we have everything that we need. But, it isn't challenging. It isn't ME. I'm going to list for you the reasons I want to transfer...(I put them in the email to the nurse manager at the NCCU) just a few minutes ago. She's either going to think I'm desperate, begging, sucking up..or all of the above. I could care less...as long as I can start soon.
1. I miss cutting-edge technology, research, and evidence-based practice.
2. I miss the education from my peers and colleagues.
3. I miss feeling like I have a career.
4. If I worked for a higher-skilled unit and was proficient in those skills, I would be more driven.
5. I miss collaborating with physicians.
6. I am bored with my job.
7. I miss seeing my patients get well before my eyes (IV fluids for dehydrated kid, blood products for anemic kid)
8. It's time to step it up and expect more of myself; thirsty for more.
9. Now that I have 2 healthy and well children of my own, I'm not scared to take care of preemies.
10. I want to feel like I'm part of a team.
11. I want to feel like what I do makes a difference EVERY time I clock in
Another thing I'm trying to do...is meditate on the Bible verse that says...PEACE. BE STILL.
I'm not one for being still. Heck, I never have the chance to be still. So, I'm praying for this stillness. I want it to pour over me, envelope me and give me that inner peace that I so need and want. I'm struggling with my career right now. I just need a miracle.......
I'll keep you posted.
It's Monday. And, in a few hours, my hubby will pick me up (he brought me to work lastnight ;0)
and I'll be sleep-deprived and cranky for awhile. Hopefully, he'll let me get some sleep.
Hopefully, I'll get a phone call from somebody---anybody.
And, hopefully the doors will fling open and a neon sign will say "go here."
Peace, be STILL.
Yeah God, thanks for that.
I'm trying here.
~Kimmie
Saturday, February 06, 2010
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 little pillow thing with deer corn in it. You zap it in the microwave for 2 and a half minutes and wham-o...it's cozy,cuddly, and warm for at LEAST 30 minutes! I'm thinking of making some. :)
We did our taxes today and we are getting a little bit of salad back :) * I may be almost 27 but I still know a few slang terms, like SALAD :) Anyways, Jay and I are going to split the money and spend however we want :) I am going to invest in a good sewing machine with mine. I have so many fun ideas and just want to start sewing fun things to sell after the boys are asleep in the evenings. I think it'll be fun. :) Washington DC got like 30 inches of snow today and I must say that I'm jealous. However, I am looking forward to tulips peaking and buttercups peaking out from the hard ground. I'm ready to drop some dollars on some patio furniture and hanging baskets. And, I also want some wild colored terra cotta pots (2 per step) for the front steps. I'm such a geezer, I know.
Hope y'all are all well. I would love a few comments from my loyal readers. I'm not sure anyone is reading this nonsense!!
Happy hugs,
Kimmie
We did our taxes today and we are getting a little bit of salad back :) * I may be almost 27 but I still know a few slang terms, like SALAD :) Anyways, Jay and I are going to split the money and spend however we want :) I am going to invest in a good sewing machine with mine. I have so many fun ideas and just want to start sewing fun things to sell after the boys are asleep in the evenings. I think it'll be fun. :) Washington DC got like 30 inches of snow today and I must say that I'm jealous. However, I am looking forward to tulips peaking and buttercups peaking out from the hard ground. I'm ready to drop some dollars on some patio furniture and hanging baskets. And, I also want some wild colored terra cotta pots (2 per step) for the front steps. I'm such a geezer, I know.
Hope y'all are all well. I would love a few comments from my loyal readers. I'm not sure anyone is reading this nonsense!!
Happy hugs,
Kimmie
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- Oak City Books
- Welcome to my blog. It's a dedicated place for my book reviews, criticism, and love of all things bookish. I am a mom of 4 busy kids that uses reading as my, "thing." I find that reading books turns off all (okay, mostly all?) of the noise of my world and lets me get away for a bit. Reading helps me escape the reality of the piles of laundry that will never be done, the dust bunnies that I swear will one day grow legs, and the emails and outlook calendar that occupy my life Monday- Friday during working hours. Reading is therapy for me and always has been. I've always been a big dork, introverted, creative, and reflective. If I won the lottery tomorrow, I'd probably open up a used bookstore with my standard poodle somewhere on the side of the mountain and surround myself by others who enjoy passing their time reading. Until then, I'll keep on keeping on. And, I'll settle for reading when I can. Which, I try to fit in as much as possible. Cheers to your busy life and mine, doing the best we can, as often as we can.