Welcome to my life.
The life of a Marine's wife,
registered nurse,
dog owner,
wanna-be photographer,
and budding writer.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Your love is like a river, peaceful and deep

Your soul is like a secret I never could keep
When I look into your eyes, I know that it's true
God must have spent a little time on you


ASHLEY, COMMANDING OFFICER.
...has obviously been listening to her *NSYNC channel on Pandora. Don't judge me. Justin Timberlake is my pookey. Ah, to be 13 again. It's hard to imagine what it was like back then now. I was a completely different person. This reminds me of something my roommate in college and I did freshman year. It was called "My 13 year old self." The point of the game is to write facts about what your 13 year old self would think of you at this point in your life. Here goes:

1. My 13 year old self would be proud that she went to college and graduated with honors.
2. My 13 year old self would be happy that she found something to do with her life, because she was very confused.
3. My 13 year old self wound't believe that 3.5 years after her 13th birthday she wouldn't be living with her parents anymore.
4. My 13 year old self would be sad that she didn't go to church more.
5. My 13 year old self would be disappointed that she didn't involve herself with volunteer opportunities.
6. My 13 year old self would have never imagined she would be happily married to an amazing and handsome man. She never in thought she would have her first kiss.
7. My 13 year old self would be glad that she has more self esteem.
8. My 13 year old self would be sad she didn't travel more.
9. My 13 year old self would be happy that she is a nurse. She really wanted to care for people.
10. My 13 year old self would be over the moon to know that she had her very own dog.

It's so fun to see how much you've grown, to think back on the world through your own eyes when you were a child. It really shows experience and maturity. But, one thing has never changed...I still love Justin Timberlake.

In other news, I've had a pretty productive past few days. I finally finished orientation at LMC. I was pretty proud of myself for scoring a 92% on my arrhythmia test. I was pretty proud of that since I haven't really looked at EKGs that thoughtfully since working at Providence. I mean, they were important at OMH, but it was more or less...can you spot a lethal rhythm? If you could spot tomb stones and basic patterns, you were doing alright. I was just proud that I could recognize WPW, WAP and answer trivia questions about the SA and AV nodes.

I'm glad that basic orientation is over, but I'm nervous about starting in the ER. I just want to make a good impression and present myself as competent, compassionate nurse. 8 weeks of unit orientation to go. I'll keep ya'll updated.

I got a white iPhone yesterday. After much ado, it was finally activated in my name and not Tomato's. However, it was so worth it, this phone is BEAST. I should have made the switch about a zillion years ago. Overall I'm just glad that I have a reliable phone and not that POS thing I was using.

I also booked my flight to NY yesterday. I'm going with Tomato's sister and cousin. I'm super excited about it all. I think we are going to get tickets to see Wicked too. AWESOME. Awesome birthday present from Tomato and myself, if I do say so myself. And I do, say so myself.

TOMATO, THE HUBS.
...emailed me yesterday and said there's a recruiting station spot open in Columbia in 2012. He also said that if he wanted that as his B-billet that he would have to choose 4 other areas in 2 different regions. This means, we could end up anywhere in God's green USA. This is what he wants to do though, so I'm not going to stop him. We're just going to cross our fingers for Columbia or somewhere close. Though it would be cool to live in other places. I'm such a homebody though, and really...so is he.

I think we've pretty much accepted the fact that he's gong to try to make a career out of the Marines...which is kosher. He's spent so much time in right now. I know he's only 25, but I don't want to start all over. For his and my sake.

He still hasn't gotten his second care package. I guess I better start putting together the 4th of July CP and send that out soon, so that he can get it by then.

ZERO, THE DRAGON.
...is a happy little clam and has thoroughly impressed Ms. Linda. She now knows that he really is a sweet cuddly, snuggly pup who really isn't THAT hyper. She saw his guilty dog face yesterday after he killed his stuffed penguin, Ping, with the help of Edward. I said, "Zero, you killed Ping! All his stuffing is out!" Zero gave his famous guilty face, the one where he can't even look at the products of his badness. Haha. She melted.

What a ham. It's been all I can do to drag him out of Ms. Linda and Mr. Dan's bed at night. He just wants to cuddle them all the time. I'm jealous. Haha.

30 DAY PHOTO CHALLANGE
Day 22
(a picture of something you could be better at)
I want to be better at a lot of things. When you stop striving to be better, there's really no point to life. I would love to be a kick ass photographer, a great baker and a better wife and nurse. I strive for those things every day. There's ALWAYS room for improvement. There is always something to learn.


Song of the Day
God Must Have Spent a Little More Time On You by *NSYNC

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