I have been enjoying some peace and quiet lately. I wake up to the sounds of birds chirping and the natural light of the sun coming up first thing in the morning. No alarm clock is necessary, because I am fully rested and spring to my feet excited to tackle another day. I call this my place of Zen.
My zen was interrupted the other night when the person who lives above me watched TV all night long...loudly. Seriously until about 8:32am in the morning...not that I was watching the clock or anything...see paragraph above about no alarm clock necessary---place of Zen corrupted!!!
I tried to pin point the location of the TV, and in my delirious restless state thought that perhaps I could hit the power button with my .357 magnum. You know help the guy out by turning his loud television off for him so that we could both enjoy my place of zen.
But then I imagined someone in the neighborhood getting the wrong idea and calling the cops at the sound of a gun shot. I didn't think my story of 'just trying to aim for the power button' through a wall would go over too well with the police.
So I came up with Operation: When in Rome. Which basically just means I listened to James Bond through my ceiling all night long. Hey, at least it was Sean Connery's voice...I mean if you have to listen to a voice all night long might as well be one with a nice accent!
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
I'm seeing things.....
I looked at the date on my computer this morning and it says June 1, 2011. That can't be right!!! Deployment fever has struck again! My mind is playing tricks on me...
Then again I am in the 'only do what is absolutely necessary for deployment survival' mode...so maybe it really is June 1st.
What is absolutely necessary for deployment survival mode you ask? Well let me give you a list:
Answer unknown numbers
Wait for an hour on skype
Drag myself to work...brushing my teeth is optional
Going to the gym
and watching TV for a minimum of 3 hours
Yep that's all that's required in survival mode. Of course when I finally get out of survival mode then I have a long to do list that looks a little something like this:
Brush my teeth
Call tricare to get a new card
Make Dr.'s appointment
Go to Dr.'s appointment
Make car recall notice appointment
Go to Car recall notice appointment
Make dentist appointment
Go to dentist appointment
Grocery shopping
Birthday present shopping for Maren
Cooking....ugh! Do I have to??
Laundry...double Ugh!!
Take sick dog to the vet
Mail care package to Iraq
Clean house top to bottom for husband's upcoming R&R
Shave my legs
Get my hair done
Shop for cute homecoming outfit (this is more difficult than it sounds!!)
Did I mention laundry?
What can I say, I am a very busy woman!!! But instead of tackling any of these things I think I will just continue to sit here on skype waiting for my cutie pie to call me.
Have a great wednesday!!
Then again I am in the 'only do what is absolutely necessary for deployment survival' mode...so maybe it really is June 1st.
What is absolutely necessary for deployment survival mode you ask? Well let me give you a list:
Answer unknown numbers
Wait for an hour on skype
Drag myself to work...brushing my teeth is optional
Going to the gym
and watching TV for a minimum of 3 hours
Yep that's all that's required in survival mode. Of course when I finally get out of survival mode then I have a long to do list that looks a little something like this:
Brush my teeth
Call tricare to get a new card
Make Dr.'s appointment
Go to Dr.'s appointment
Make car recall notice appointment
Go to Car recall notice appointment
Make dentist appointment
Go to dentist appointment
Grocery shopping
Birthday present shopping for Maren
Cooking....ugh! Do I have to??
Laundry...double Ugh!!
Take sick dog to the vet
Mail care package to Iraq
Clean house top to bottom for husband's upcoming R&R
Shave my legs
Get my hair done
Shop for cute homecoming outfit (this is more difficult than it sounds!!)
Did I mention laundry?
What can I say, I am a very busy woman!!! But instead of tackling any of these things I think I will just continue to sit here on skype waiting for my cutie pie to call me.
Have a great wednesday!!
Saturday, May 28, 2011
The Niagara of The West
The falls here are nicknamed the Niagara of the West and you can see why:
I told my parents about the flooding and they decided they had better see for themselves!
We live in the prettiest part of Idaho. Who knew?
This is the canyon that evil canevil jumped...and missed. Yes he lived.
The whole parking lot was soaked from the spray coming off of the falls.
The Mexican engineer and the New Yorker. He'll have the tortilla with pintos and eggs, and she'll take a salami on rye. An unlikely duo, but it works!
Obviously!
My mom keeps telling me how photogenic I am. Finally I asked but mom it's not just the camera right??? ....right?
Irma looks pretty. I guess it could just be the camera :/ Haha kidding! Look at that beautiful 102 year old smile! Now that's the smile of someone who has really enjoyed life.
Ben called to tell me that there was flooding in Idaho. I immediately thought he was talking about emergency preparedness. It's ok hun I got 5 boxes of mac and cheese (Kraft of course!) and a candle...you don't need to worry about me I'll be fine.
But he was actually talking about how the falls would be amazing with the flooding :)
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Ticks...ewe!!!
I discovered a tick crawling on the wall in my kitchen this morning as I was searching for something to eat for breakfast. My mental process went a little something like this, hmmm cereal, fruit, yogurt, tick, or spaghetti?
...hey wait a second
TICK?!?!?
How the heck did a tick get in my house! My natural instinct is the scream for Ben and run away. However, Ben is a tad busy this year what with being in a war torn country and all.
So being the toughie that I am I rolled up my rosie the riveter sleeve and squashed the tick with an empty vase that Ben had sent me flowers in earlier this month. See he is still taking care of me all the way from Iraq.
Although the vase did not kill the tick. So I did what even Rosie the Riveter would do...I screamed for Maren to get a candle so I could burn the little sucker! Ha! Take that you blood sucking fiend!!
Once the tick was contained I was off to my Sunday morning tasks. Which involved a delightful church service at the local nursing home.
One of our youth was supposed to give a spiritual thought, but she must have been a tad nervous or got lost or kidnapped by ninja's. So I ended up giving a spiritual thought from an email Ben had sent me about his church service in Iraq. It was nice. Matthew 6 if you care to read it.
The crowd looked like they were asleep while I shared my thoughts with them, but as I walked around shaking hands afterwards I realized that they were paying attention. One lady told me how much she enjoyed my humor, and then another old guy asked me about my missionary service.
The old guy also happened to be a WWII veteran. I always like to meet those guys, so I can thank them for their service. Of course a thank you just isn't enough. He told me how he was able to be a missionary after the war and he met his wife who was also a missionary at the time. It was a sweet story, and I could tell that he really missed her by the way his face lit up as he talked about her.
It's a beautiful life. It is what we make it.
P.S. I decided to have spaghetti for breakfast...you guys thought I was going to leave you on that cliffhanger of a decision didn't you??? Ha! I wouldn't do that to you!
...hey wait a second
TICK?!?!?
How the heck did a tick get in my house! My natural instinct is the scream for Ben and run away. However, Ben is a tad busy this year what with being in a war torn country and all.
So being the toughie that I am I rolled up my rosie the riveter sleeve and squashed the tick with an empty vase that Ben had sent me flowers in earlier this month. See he is still taking care of me all the way from Iraq.
Although the vase did not kill the tick. So I did what even Rosie the Riveter would do...I screamed for Maren to get a candle so I could burn the little sucker! Ha! Take that you blood sucking fiend!!
Once the tick was contained I was off to my Sunday morning tasks. Which involved a delightful church service at the local nursing home.
One of our youth was supposed to give a spiritual thought, but she must have been a tad nervous or got lost or kidnapped by ninja's. So I ended up giving a spiritual thought from an email Ben had sent me about his church service in Iraq. It was nice. Matthew 6 if you care to read it.
The crowd looked like they were asleep while I shared my thoughts with them, but as I walked around shaking hands afterwards I realized that they were paying attention. One lady told me how much she enjoyed my humor, and then another old guy asked me about my missionary service.
The old guy also happened to be a WWII veteran. I always like to meet those guys, so I can thank them for their service. Of course a thank you just isn't enough. He told me how he was able to be a missionary after the war and he met his wife who was also a missionary at the time. It was a sweet story, and I could tell that he really missed her by the way his face lit up as he talked about her.
It's a beautiful life. It is what we make it.
P.S. I decided to have spaghetti for breakfast...you guys thought I was going to leave you on that cliffhanger of a decision didn't you??? Ha! I wouldn't do that to you!
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Synchronized Swimming Routine
The youth at our church had a talent show last night and we the leaders decided to do a talent of our own. We felt it should be something simple, so we went with synchronized swimming. I mean shoot the hardest part is getting a pool on the church's stage. No problem.
Maren recorded it in two segments. The first one was our intro...now for our grand performance:
Yes that is me at the end performing that very daring lift!
This was a fun idea I wish we could take all the credit, but here's a youtube video of where we got the idea:
We have a ways to go before we will be as good as them. Practice makes perfect!
"Put blinders on to those things that conspire to hold you back, especially the ones in your own head." ~Meryl Streep
Maren recorded it in two segments. The first one was our intro...now for our grand performance:
Yes that is me at the end performing that very daring lift!
This was a fun idea I wish we could take all the credit, but here's a youtube video of where we got the idea:
We have a ways to go before we will be as good as them. Practice makes perfect!
"Put blinders on to those things that conspire to hold you back, especially the ones in your own head." ~Meryl Streep
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Saturday is a special day
My grandma Irma will be 102 years old next month. As you can see she is still pretty spry. She loves to feed the geese. However, these birds are pretty spoiled and grandma is going to have to step up her game if she wants to impress them. I'm thinking a souffle or a quiche.
This morning my niece asked if she could borrow one of my old prom dresses that she had secretly been eyeing. I was flattered. I knew my taste was timeless!! It made me feel young and hip...for a moment.
Until I was reminding my grandma how she came shopping with me for one of my prom dresses. My 102 year old grandma went on about how long ago that was and that she couldn't remember....because it had been way too long. Funny she recollects details from the great depression and WWII.... but not 1999.
Look at these cute babies! Surprised to see two? Well what do you expect it's springtime!
Ellie Rose on the left is only 11 days old and Gabe on the right is 11 weeks old.
This is kind of random, but the hospital I work for put out a message in their weekly newsletter encouraging staff to write thank you cards to the troops and the hospital would send them with a reporter heading overseas. My co-worker Connie was sweet enough to take it one step further and make these cute cards for everyone on our floor to sign:
Our hospital is in the midst of a very busy/complex move, but everyone was happy to take a minute and say thank you to our troops.
It meant a lot to me that they would take time to do this. Have I mentioned that I really like where I work?
On a side note I chatted with John Boehner's cousin today. If you don't know who that is maybe you should google it. On another side note--if google can't find it you are out of luck! My co-worker likes to advertise that I'm really good at google...hey I'm also good at ordering pizza!
I am a woman of many talents!
Look at these cute babies! Surprised to see two? Well what do you expect it's springtime!
This is kind of random, but the hospital I work for put out a message in their weekly newsletter encouraging staff to write thank you cards to the troops and the hospital would send them with a reporter heading overseas. My co-worker Connie was sweet enough to take it one step further and make these cute cards for everyone on our floor to sign:
On a side note I chatted with John Boehner's cousin today. If you don't know who that is maybe you should google it. On another side note--if google can't find it you are out of luck! My co-worker likes to advertise that I'm really good at google...hey I'm also good at ordering pizza!
I am a woman of many talents!
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Foreclosed on Filing Cabinets
The hospital I work for is on the move. We are moving down the street into a huge state of the art brand new hospital. It's exciting.
...and chaotic!
The regional HR manager handed me a stack of labels this morning to track down furniture in various parts of the hospital that will be moved with us into our department. In other words they are taking furniture from one department and giving it to a different department when we move. It's an interesting concept and I'm sure there is a method to the madness.
In the meantime I armed myself with the HR secretary as a navigator to help me track down this rogue furniture. Ha! It didn't stand a chance!
That is until I came upon a tiny office with 1 filing cabinet. It must be a very special cabinet, like Indian in the Cupboard special; because when I tried to tag it with my label the current owner looked like her home was being foreclosed on. Not wanting to be a bureaucrat or a cold heartless banker I did the right thing...I did not label it!
Yes that is correct I am a defender of foreclosed on filing cabinets. The smile on a secretary's face is all the thanks I need. No no no I'm not a hero. Just an average ordinary office furniture labeler.
I should also give credit to my trusty navigator without whom I would have been lost in the wilds of a hospital in transition.
...and chaotic!
The regional HR manager handed me a stack of labels this morning to track down furniture in various parts of the hospital that will be moved with us into our department. In other words they are taking furniture from one department and giving it to a different department when we move. It's an interesting concept and I'm sure there is a method to the madness.
In the meantime I armed myself with the HR secretary as a navigator to help me track down this rogue furniture. Ha! It didn't stand a chance!
That is until I came upon a tiny office with 1 filing cabinet. It must be a very special cabinet, like Indian in the Cupboard special; because when I tried to tag it with my label the current owner looked like her home was being foreclosed on. Not wanting to be a bureaucrat or a cold heartless banker I did the right thing...I did not label it!
Yes that is correct I am a defender of foreclosed on filing cabinets. The smile on a secretary's face is all the thanks I need. No no no I'm not a hero. Just an average ordinary office furniture labeler.
I should also give credit to my trusty navigator without whom I would have been lost in the wilds of a hospital in transition.
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