Ya know what's contagious????

'A big, ol' smile'!! (Direct quote from Dr. Cox on Scrubs..haha :)

Let me start my story at the beginning!!  I went to get my hair trimmed today (yay!).  But got stuck in traffic on the way home (boo!!).  Then I got on the freeway going NORTH to where we used to live instead of SOUTH to where we now live!!  You'd think I'd quit doing that...but I don't.  So, a trip that should've been a 15-20 minute drive took me, um, well, AN HOUR!!

So, I finally got home.  And the guilt strikes!!  My poor doggy, she only got a short walk this morning, she's been stuck in the house..I feel so bad!  So, I fanangled into my runnin' shoes and coat, and got the bouncing (quite literally) puppy out the door.  I was gonna' walk myself down to Beans n' Brews and get myself a tasty treat!

The first 5 minutes of the walk I grumbled a bit..dumb, cold weather..stop sniffing so much, silly dog..yadda, yadda, yadda (Seinfeld fans, anyone?).  But then, I started noticing how many smiles, and waves, and 'hiyas' I was getting..and ya know what?  I started smiling too :)  Then the girl at B&B gave me my drink for free 'cause 'she felt like it', and my dog was cute!  Wow!  People are nice.  They really are..and I would now like to pass on to all y'all a big, ol' SMILE!!

There are days...

That I am inexorably drawn to chocolate!  And I cannot deny it's seductive call...

And because it's dark, I feel justified.  It's practically a health food!

What's your vice?

Sisters are the best..

Want to know how I know this?

I have a sister of my very own.  And she is amazing.

Know how else I know this?

My patient last night has a sister (sisterS actually).

Her sister stayed with her all last night.

And helped her drink orange juice.

And walk.

And sat staring at her in the dark when she FINALLY got some sleep.  

And said to me "I'm afraid she'll stop breathing."

So was I. (I didn't say that, don't worry:)

She tickled her back, and held her hand...she was just THERE.

And today she'll go get her blood drawn to see if she's a match to be a donor for her sister.

Sisters are the best!

Shut your mouth when you're talking to me!

I try diligently to be very 'professional' at work.. & it's really not too hard to do, especially since I'm allowed to wear pajamas as my uniform & give my patients controlled substances! My weakness, I've discovered, lies in the language department! Oh yes! Stress is a constant quite frequently..and swear words really aren't acceptable..SO, as I mutter profanities under my breath (Why is your blankety blankin heart in that weird rhythm?? Where is your gosh freakin dang vein?? Oooooh GOOD! You're coughing up big chunks of blood!...btw, I didn't use to have such a trucker-esque vocabulary..it all started with this job!) SO, back on track...I have to come up with appropriate 'fillers'..I started with the usual: gosh, darn, dang...but those have gotten boring..and as time has passed I have moved on to words/phrases that can only be described as genteel and, well, ridiculous: Goodness gracious me! Oh Dear! Holy Hannah! Yes. It's true. I sound like I should be crocheting & sipping Earl Grey (no offense if you do either of those things..they are both very cool in their own right.)

If only I could quit swearing in the car.

So this is 'blove'..la la la la

My husband 'bloves' me! Yeah, yeah, I know it was only a typo in the text he sent me at work, but still..it warmed my heart! It's like a bloated love! So full it's about to pop..and spew molten, sticky, sweetness...ewwwww.....

So, how do I know he 'bloves' me? At the risk of making this one of 'THOSE' posts..let me count the ways:

~He rubs the knots out of my back.
~He makes me yummy gourmet dinners (the pork chops & risotto were A-mazing!)
~He cleans my car

OK, because I don't want to bore you, those are my current favorite three!

Let's hear you guys count your ways..that your 'significant other' loves you..

Is there anything better...

than a CRISP, FALL, DAY? I submit that there is NOT! :)

I've decided Autumn is my favorite season! For now.

Stacker VS Stuffer!

My hubby & I have 2 distinctly different cleaning styles.  He stacks.  I stuff.  And that was fine in our townhouse.  He happily stacked his papers & magazines & I discreetly stuffed them into cupboards & baskets every couple of days.  Then when he wanted to know where that one paper was, about that one thing in that one place, I knew I hadn't thrown it out!  It was somewhere in a couple hundred different hiding places. SO much easier..lol!  

WELL, now that we're occupying J's parents' basement, my stuffing style has been slightly cramped, so to speak.  Quite surprisingly (and to my relief) I've somehow managed to decrease my anxiety about clutter, so I don't actually have mini panic attacks anymore.  BIG PLUS!  But it does still drive me a little nuts once in a while.  (On a side note, did you know that house hunting generates A LOT of paper??  It does.)  Today is one of those days that it's driving me nuts.  So wish me 'happy hunting', or whatever it is that will help me...I'm going on a stuffing spree!