An Ordinary Life

Mother of 3
Critical Care Nurse
Liberal Thinker

Monday News

Today is my sister’s birthday, as well as Olivia’s.

Olivia has finally decided that she’s willing to move to Florida.

Since my oldest son moved to Tampa, it hasn’t been the same, and I know she really misses him.

I used my time at work last night wisely and put in a couple of job applications.(Using the hospital computer, no less.) I need to apply for my Florida nursing license.

We’ll see how things go.

My personal princess turns 19 today.

My personal princess turns 19 today.

Friday Five

Last night I was in CICU. It’s a bad feeling to get there and find out that you have the only open bed in all three ICUs…….it’s only a matter of time.

Last night was the first time in a while that I’ve had to practically lie on top of a patient to put in an NG tube. And that’s with one arm wrapped around his head and someone else holding his arms. AND he was on a maxed out Precedex drip. I hate Precedex.

I’ve worked with some incredibly nice nurses lately. Every once in a while, though, there’s a buzzard in the bunch.

In less than a month, Olivia and I are going to Florida to see Christian’s Homecoming football game. He doesn’t know that I colored my hair. Neither does his brother.

Next weekend, I’m going to Raleigh with some friends. My cousin’s band is playing Pour House Music Hall and I want to go. We are going to have a blast.

I know I said no selfies, but @severeheatherwarning asked to see….so this is it.

Taken at a red light, because I’m catching every single one.

Myrtle Beach

Olivia and I rode down to MB yesterday evening. We did some shopping, and went out to eat. And that’s where I got my hair done.(Disappointingly so.)

I forgot what road the big mall was on, so we ended up calling Collin in Florida.(Screw GPS! Call your kid who is 9 hours away for directions!)

At the restaurant, the waiter kept asking Olivia questions about where she was from. He kept going on and on about her strong “Southern accent”. He absolutely wouldn’t believe that we lived only 45 miles away.


It’ll be a cold day you-know-where before I post another selfie.

I’ve been growing the blonde out for awhile, because I wanted a change. I’ve never had red hair, so I wanted to color it a red like the boys.(I have two sons who both have slightly different shades of red hair.) I wanted a natural, light red.

I got Sharon Osbourne burgundy.

Before I die

I want somebody to cut my hair the way I want it cut.

It’s never quite short enough.

This chick yesterday didn’t even trim the back.

She didn’t thin it. I have a LOT of hair.

I guess I’ll have to go to work tonight looking like a mushroom, but when I get off in the morning, I’m getting it recut.

Since a lengthy verbal description AND a photo of what I want aren’t enough, I guess I’ll just have to make a freaking PowerPoint.

My youngest was one of the captains for today’s JV football game. He’s #60. You know, the one wearing long sleeves in Florida, like some kind of weirdo.

Olivia keeping me company while I get my hair done.

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