I really don't want to go to work today. Really, Really, Really don't want to go. I'm really really tired. And run down from doing way too much over the past few weeks. And its made worse by the fact that my friend called me to tell me to call out because she's bored. But I can't. There's no reason. Plus, I called out like 5 times last month when I was sick. What would I say? "I can't come in today because my friend needs me to help an italian plumber who's being attacked by a weird dragon-like creature while he's trying to rescue the princess"? (the key to lying is in the details...although, since we'd be playing Mario its not technically a lie). I don't think that would go over very well. So here I go, to work the night away.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Saturday, November 6, 2010
10-year-old Mom
I was coming on to post that I have nothing interesting to say, but then I saw an article about a ten-year-old girl who gave birth in Spain. Apparently, she and her mother are Romanian gypsies and the baby's father is also a minor (it didn't give his age). The girl's mother doesn't have an issue with her little girl becoming a mom because "this is the age we marry in Romania". It makes me sad! And I'm not uneducated, I know that this happens all over the world and that in the past it was common for a girl to be considered a woman and "available" when she started menstruating. But seriously? In today's culture? 10 years old is a baby!!! And girls are getting their periods earlier than ever these days, so does that mean we're going to let girls who are 7 years old get married and start having babies?? I'm not even going to get into the risks of a teen pregnancy, never mind a child pregnancy! This makes me sad for this little girl who suddenly grew up way to quickly. And since I have to go to work now, I'm ending my rant. Google it and you'll find the articles.
Friday, November 5, 2010
Possum With a Death Wish
I killed a possum today.
Driving to work.
At roughly 6:45am.
He came from nowhere and was under my tires before I could brake.
The day didn't much improve from there.
We were short a nurse until almost 9am.
Then I had a patient fall at 10.
(She's ok, just bruised up)
I'm tired. I'm sore. I'm vaccinated against the flu.
And I really, really want to go to bed.
But instead, I'm going to youth group.
I'm going to have fun.
I'm going to impact the lives of some teens.
I hope.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
"Speak Now"
For the entire shift tonight I had Taylor Swift's new song "Speak Now" stuck in my head. The whole shift. And as if that wasn't bad enough, I could only remember the first two lines! (Although, the chorus showed up for a few brief minutes before flying away again). Here's a link to Taylor performing the song on Letterman...for some reason I can't embed it tonight.
"I am not the kind of girl, who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion. But you are not the kind of boy who should be marrying the wrong girl."
I'm a little in love with this song...even though its about interrupting a wedding. I've secretly always wanted this to happen at a wedding I go to, not because I want a wedding ruined ot because I don't love the people getting married, but I'm just curious what would happen. In an interview, Taylor said she was curious too and thats what led to writing the song. Its a very catchy song. I love the tune :)
That is all for this fourth day of NaBloWriMo
(or NaBloPoMo, if you prefer)!
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
"Two Tickets to the Christmas Ball"
Another book review, in time for the upcoming holiday season! "Two Tickets to the Christmas Ball" by Donita K. Paul was adorable. While Cora Crowder is preparing for the busy Christmas season and dealing with her troubled family, a strange new relationship blooms with her boss's boss, Simon Derrick. A chance encounter at a mysterious bookstore leaves the two of them frequently thrown together, usually by the odd shopkeepers of Sage Street. Is the mysterious, non-advertised ball they've been invited to a hoax, or a blessing in disguise?
I loved this book. It was a fun, fantasy-filled story to get you in the mood for Christmas. Not a deep or serious book by any means, this books is sure to make you smile as you curl up with hot chocolate by the fire. Well written and thought out, this was a simply pleasant and clean holiday romance story.
Recommended. 4/5 stars
Why the Rush??
(I don't know how I'm 3 minutes late for November 2nd, but I'm really not going to make this a habit! Promise!)
Anyways, I spent a few hours wandering around the mall today and was completely astounded to see that all the Christmas decorations (including Santa's Village) and the Christmas music was already all over the place! What happened to fall? To Thanksgiving? It used to be that we didn't get Christmas stuff until Thanksgiving, or just before. But on November 2nd?! This is crazy. We rush and rush for what? Why waste an entire month, a month that happens to be gorgeous and have its own holidays? It makes me sad, because I really try to take the days as they come and enjoy them all. And life is so much better that way.
P.S. I found out that in November there is a NaBloPoMo, but it actually happens every month, so I'm still not satisfied with this lack of blogging enthusiasm.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Happy NaBloWriMo!!!
Ok, so I know that *technically* its November 2nd, but since I just got home from work, its still my November 1st. So its the start of National Blog Writing Month! Well, sorta. See, last year it coincided with NaNoWriMo. But this year, I went back to the website to "officially" sign up, and the website no longer exists. If you google NaBloWriMo, you get a bunch of blogs who participated in one during the month of October, but no official site. So, I'm sticking with what I did last year and making Novemeber NaBlogWriMo. And I also fully expect to do another color week. That was so much fun last year! And so thats all I'm writing tonight. I am beyond tired from this really long weekend. I promise to be more interesting for the rest of the month (most of it anyways!)
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