loosing it

I have a lot to do. The people I hang with aren't that helpful. Nate is at the hospital more than he and I would like (a LOT more). This is leading to me loosing any marbles I may have left. It was suggested that I just plan on him not being around for the next while. With our without him, any plans I have have seem to crumble. These other two that hang with me seem to not be interested in the least in cleaning up, going through, tossing out, and packing things. Two weeks is an eternity when you are them. Two weeks seems an eternity to me if I calculate the amount of whiney-ness and sass I will most likely face.

Piña Colada, anyone?

the sun is setting

Hard to believe in about two weeks we should be packed up and driving out. You'd think we'd have our moving plans solidified by now, I'm sure they'll come together in time. I think.

You'd think that Nate would be around more too, but they decided wouldn't it be grand for him to be on call half of his remaining days and the schedule his OR cases until after 5 p.m. and still have add-ons to do later.

If it weren't for the fact there are only 15 more days of this, I could very well completely loose my cool. As it is, I just keep dreaming about my soon-to-be backyard. And though I know it will be a 115 degrees in that yard, I still am so excited to have one!

once upon a time...

I had a little boy. This boy had his own way of doing things.

One time we went to our Aunt Jordan's baby shower. There was a lovely cake.

My boy decided he liked cake.

He thought it best not to disturb others and just helped himself.
He liked it. A LOT.

And I mean, A LOT.

Umm, Sarah. Did you know Jimmy likes the cake?

Did he do this?!?!?!?!

Hey Mama, there's a big cake RIGHT THERE.

And it's good.

Real Good!

trust me

He's a doctor, and a BOARD-CERTIFIED one at that!!!
Wooo hooo!!!

birthdays and dry ice

It turns out that some of the best presents you can give Nate are two clean & pj'd kids,

Homemade cards,

Lou Malnatis pizza,

and...

dry ice!!!

Oh the fun, the fun, one can have with their kids and dry ice.

maybe

Looks like we just might have a home, albeit for one year, but we just may have it nonetheless.

Also, I love it when Nate makes pie.

The End

flying solo

In just a few hours, I, myself, and I (and not either of the children) will be catching a flight to our new home-to-be-land: dry, hot Arizona. In the last 8+ years, I believe I have only had the privilege of flying alone once. This will be a welcome second. I should point out Nate makes a fabulous flying companion. However, he often reads medical journals and one never knows what one may see and wish that they certainly had chosen another time to look over and comment to him about the latest goings on in People magazine. Those pictures of his can singe themselves on your corneas and stay with you for quite sometime.

This also means that I, myself, and I (and not either of the children, and not Nate) will be finding us a home. I have about 72 hours to do it. Should be fun!

PS did mention the high in Phoenix on Sunday is a mere 108?!?!?!

cheese!

snow white or what?

So Grace is supposed to play the "very important" part of Snow White in a geology play at school. We of course had a Snow White costume for years and years. It did not make the move last year (and for the most part, I'm grateful for that).

I did not care to buy a new costume as it would not get used other than this particular production. I did think it fine to buy a new darling, yellow dress (for a steal, mind you). When paired with a red sash, a blue t-shirt, and Jimmy's upside down Super J cape, and the all important red headband), I'm inclined to think it'll pass as an enthusiastic version of Snow White participating in a geology hunt.

Agree or Disagree? Please discuss.

hookie

I know some people who played hookie on Friday and saw Shrek in 3D. I don't believe I've ever considered doing such a thing, but Friday morning it was easy. I'm thinking vacation has loosened me up a bit.

The parties involved will remain nameless and their identities are surely concealed to you behind those fabulous glasses.

the light

Last week I actually found myself basking in the light at the end of the tunnel. I plan on doing it much more (and often). Hawaii happens to be a beautiful place for end-of-the-tunnel-light basking. Here's some proof: