Friday, February 25, 2011

Dear lady at the gym who appears to be definitely over 65,

It's risky to wear only a sports bra to work out in, but it's not good for you or anyone else's health for you to wear only your WHITE sports bra-like garment to work out. You have a good body for an individual that has a few years under her belt. You lift more arm weight than ever may lift. Your skin is a beautiful tan color but it's not tight anymore and that's ok. I hear gravity starts to take a toll on the body after 40. I have accepted that and hope you will soon. Again, you have a good body for your age. In fact, I wouldn't mind having your body at that age but please keep the essentials covered. Please start by wearing a colored, padded bra. Thank you for setting a good example for me-I want to be strong like you at some point in time.

Looking forward to seeing you all covered up,

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

My Valentine's Day "Moment"

I feel obligated to share a true blonde moment since that's the title of my blog. I'm always having "blonde moments". Everyone has these "moments" but God has blessed me with blonde hair.

B's favorite dessert is Blueberry Ripple Cheesecake. He took us out to dinner so I was going to provide the dessert. This isn't a straight forward cheesecake. It requires you to boil a sugar, water, cream of tatar mixture until it "spins a thread". Since this is NOT an every day cooking task, I ruined it. But that's not the "moment". After I noticed the clear liquid turning yellow, my nice plastic spoon leaving black pieces in the mixture, burning my fingers trying to get the plastic out, and realize attempt #1 was a lost cause, I quickly poured the mixture down the sink so the candy mixture wouldn't stick to the pan and ruin it. I tried the sugar, water, cream of tatar mixture again in a different pan but this time using a wooden spoon and keeping the boiling temp a little lower. The mixture started turning yellow and smelling... it was a lost cause again. I came to grips the reality of no Blueberry Ripple Cheesecake on V-day, i was... ok with that. But I was NOT ok when I turned on the garbage disposal and realized I had a candied garbage disposal.
So, I pick up the phone to call B and the conversation goes something like this:

Me: Something really bad just happened, I did something really bad.
B: Babe, what happened? (thinking someone has died or something REALLY bad)
Me: Don't laugh now, but you can laugh later.
B: (chuckle)
Me: I told you not now.
B: What did you do?
Me: I was trying to be thoughtful and sweet and make you... blah, blah, word vomit confession time... and I candified the garbage disposal, what do I do???
B: You did what? Candified the garbage disposal?
Me: Yes, how do I fix it? (why is it natural for me to assume he knows the answer? Why would he know the answer? He's never done this)
B: You have to melt the candy somehow. Try boiling water and pouring tons of it down the sink. Amy, just think, the worst thing that could happen is you have to buy a new disposal. You didn't do something REALLY bad. No human is involved and your fingers aren't burnt off so everything is just fine.

The hot water trick worked on the garbage disposal but now I have the pans to deal with. HOW DO I REMOVE HARD CANDY OFF OF THE TWO SAUCE PANS? Or do I need to save my finger nails and time and go buy new ones? Please help before the roomies go looking for a sauce pan.

Time to show off...
I was told to go to the front door to make sure his shovel was still there b/c he was going to come get it later....
that pretty little lier knows the way to my heart.

I love flowers. I love the boy too!

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Bringing Me Smiles

After my mini vaca at the hospital and his Man Trip to Utah, i'm enjoying being in the same town less than 2 miles apart. Loves our Hide Away date last night when we shut the place down.

$1.50 from Forever 21. These are small treasures to help spice up scrubs. They add a little flare w/o being too obnoxious (at least that's what I think!)
This candle brings me comfort, makes my nose happy, and makes my  white room whiter.
Happy 20th Birthday precious sister. In our teenage years we were different. We fought. When I became a woman you were still watching Barney. When you became a woman, I taught you. I liked boys. You didn't know they existed. You didn't understand my tears and tended to get annoyed with me. You couldn't relate in my exciting times.
Now that we are both in our 20's, we are becoming more and more alike. So much that we can trick people into thinking we are twins. We still fight... about clothes... much more fun. We can go on girl dates and talk. We can relate about boys, friends, joys, troubles. We ask each other's opinion and it actually matters now.
I can't wait to see what our 30's, 40's, and whatever comes after that looks like. Hopefully it will look a lot like 2 sisters we love and know very well, Mom and Aunt Pat.

   My snowy front door. I could get used to this sight.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Hospital Dorm Life

When it snows everything shuts down...everything but medical facilities. Life goes on for these people and patients.
First question: How many people does it take to run a hospital?
In order to have enough people to work both day and night, they must have enough dr's, nurses, pharmacists, cafeteria workers, housekeeping, etc to run for a full 24 hrs. That means two shifts worth of people. For example, to properly operate the 8th floor (the floor I work on) we need 11 nurses for day and 11 for night. That's 22 nurses for one floor not counting housekeeping and doctors. That's ALOT of people for the whole hospital!!! 
Second question: How does a facility get THAT many people to stay?
Glad you asked, they call a CODE YELLOW (i now HATE the color yellow). A code yellow represents an internal disaster, meaning, we need people here to take care of patients. 
Third question: So you stay there, like eat, sleep, pee, shower, brush your teeth, change in front of the girls you work with???
Yes, I did all of those things.
Forth question: Where do you do all of those things?
We stayed in conference rooms, offices, anywhere you could find an empty spot. They provided cots to sleep on. I was lucky and got to sleep on a lazy boy that popped back to the upright position when i moved the first night and an air mattress the second night. The conference room I stayed in was a couple of doors down from the patient's rooms that I took care of for two days. I was forced to walk my pretty little I-look-like-death hinny down the hall where i was expected to be a nurse to take a shower, potty, everything! 
Fifth question: What about food? That's the most important part.
They were generous enough to provide us with free meals for almost 2 days. It was decent food. I was weird seeing EVERYONE you work with doing normal every day activities. It was like college again except in a professional setting and outside is off limits!

That is Hospital Dorm Life for you. As for today, I'm so thankful to be in my PJ's, on the couch, watching movies, eating anything I want, drinking hot drinks, shopping online, downloading music, and looking at the pretty snow safe and sound!