Below are the 5 most recent journal entries recorded in nurse_2004's LiveJournal:

Thursday, September 27th, 2007
10:56 am	things that have happened this week Jason and I are both off this week to take some time to spend some time together after all his shit at Woodbridge went down. It's been nice relaxing at home and doing things we normally don't take time for. I've cleaned out my closet, and next I'm going to tackle my desk. It may not sound like a vacation, but for me, getting rid of crap is very cleansing. And sleeping in is relaxing, so it's all good. I went to a tai chi class yesteray, and tonight I'm going to try yoga. All cleansing, relaxing stuff. Jason and I have ridden our bikes together, and we went up the incline railroad yesterday. One mile straight up and no seat belts. It was an amazing view. Today we're heading to the Hunter museum, and tomorrow Harrison Bay State Park. I feel like we've been in Chatt-town nearly two years, and still haven't done all there is to do, so this week gives us a chance to get to know our town a little more. Oh, and I got a haircut. And the US women's soccer team got their asses kicked this morning by Brazil. Piss poor coaching + a dumbass referee = devastating loss. And scoring a goal on yourself sucks too. Can't wait to see everyone Saturday! (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, July 21st, 2007
4:29 pm	Shaved! This morning I shaved Jason's head. Not as a prank while he was asleep, but because he'd been thinking about doing it for a while, and was whining that he spent too much time at work to make to to the barber. I think the bald look is super sexy on him (think Patrick Stewart - hot!), but his first reaction was that he looks like a convict. Oh, well, at least he comments that it's a lot cooler now. I'm sort of adjusting to not spending any time with him during the week, which is sort of sad. Most of my nights are spent talking on the phone to my sister, reading, or grabbing a bite with a friend, because Jason goes to bed shortly after he arrives home. It's weird to realize that we saw each other more when we worked opposite shifts (but that was before all his work drama started). He's struggling with the job search thing. He's not comfortable quitting right now (which is what I encouraged him to do after a 16.75 work day), and honestly, as much as I'd love for him to leave the job that is unhealthy and stressful, I think the fear of "what am I going to do with no job when the bills arrive?" could be pretty damn stressful as well. But it's hard to do a good job search and be at your best for an interview when you're exhausted from mandatory overtime in a hot plant. He's taking a nap right now. We had a great morning of hot sex, then grabbed lunch and ran a few errands. But that movie we were going to see this afternoon is out because he has just crashed completely. I'll probably wake him within the hour, otherwise he won't sleep tonight. Tomorrow after church, I'm meeting a friend for lunch and to go see Hairspray. I can't help it; a film with singing and dancing, and I'm there. Of course, Jason likens musicals or movies with song and dance to hell, so I'm hoping he'll use the time I'm gone to search for a new job. *Fingers crossed* Current Mood: blah (Comment on this)
Friday, July 7th, 2006
10:11 am	Hmmmm Well, I was wrong about Germany. They're going to have to settle for the 3rd place game. My new pick for WC champ is Italy, but I'll be happier if France wins. Jason and I won't make it to Atlanta this weekend for Pirates because I have to be at work at 6:30 am Saturday. I know working weekends and holidays is part of the job, but it's not the part I get excited about. But there is the extra pay that we need to cover the expense of the tile for the Uber room. We've taken a couple of days off from the work, but we'll probably start back up again tonight. We should start painting next week. My aunt is getting married the same day Amy is, only earlier at 4:00 in Tucker, GA, not too far from Dave. I first told her I didn't think I could make it because we were going to Amy's wedding, but now she's asked me to come to the ceremony to read a blessing. I guess if I can be out of there by 4:30 or 4:45 it would be ok. Plenty of time to shower and change, but I'm just not sure yet. Talk about two different weddings. My aunt's invitation said shorts and t-shirts were fine, and "bring a drum or rattle or some other percussion type instrument (clapping hands will certainly suffice)." This is kind of funny because the last wedding I went to for my friend Melinda had drums. But that was this neat group of four women who were chanting and playing together (bongos, maybe) as the bride came down the street to the ceremony. I think the fact that teh groom makes his living as a percussionist influenced that choice. That wedding also included jumping the broom, breaking the glass, tying of locks, and handfasting. But I'm getting off topic (big surprise). I guess I'd rather hang out at a hotel with friends before Amy's ceremony instead of reading a blessing for an aunt I see maybe once or twice a year. That's all. Maybe I'm being selfish. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, May 8th, 2006
7:12 pm	Some people get ants in their homes. We have grasshoppers. Where are they coming from? I always know when one is near by because Peyton starts to stare and looks ready to pounce. I do not deal with bugs very well. I can handle tae kwon do and getting smacked around, but bugs, eewwwww. No way. I may as well hike up my skirt and jump on a chair. Maybe I am a whimp, like this nurse at work said. She thought I was taking too much grief from someone at work and said, "If you don't grow a pair of nads, I'm going to stick a pair of socks in your underwear." Quite colorful. :) (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, March 27th, 2006
6:05 pm	Birthday and a Funeral I posted this on FF.com and wondered how long I'll post here and there, but if you didn't read it there, here it is: I spent Saturday at a a funeral for my sister's dog, Par, who's been with the family for 15 years. It was a sad event, but leave it to my family to argue about which Bible verse should be read for the occasion. Mom just wouldn't back down that Psalm 23 was the way to go. So there's sadness and arguing, oh, and then the neighbor's cat comes sniffing around, and my sister-in-mourning/birthday-girl starts laughing wondering aloud,"What am I going to do if the cat digs up my dog?" I think the laughter was her way of coping. After Par was laid to rest, we celebrated Tracy's 39th birthday with a yummy dinner and cake. And all I could think about was the last funeral I'd attended, my grandmother's, back in 2001, happened the day before Diana's birthday, so I'm really spooked there's going to be a loss of some kind around the end of December five years from now. With construction on 75, I'm pretty sure I spent more time driving to and from Georgia on Saturday than actually spending time with my family. I got home at 11:30 and told Jason he was better off skipping this trip. Seriously, celebrating Brian's birthday was way more fun. (Comment on this)