I finally did it!

I turned in my resignation letter at work!

I said it would be effective October 9th. I did the courteous thing and set an appointment with my supervisor for today so we could talk about it, but what resulted was that she let Martha go home and so coincidentally when I walked in she was busy (she couldn't possibly ask her HUSBAND, who is her EMPLOYEE as well to come in?) and I ended up waiting an hour and a half in the office.... so I just wrote her a note to go with my resignation letter and that was that. Was that a bad call? I mean, I had all intentions, but I had places to be!

Is that wrong of me?

Anyhow... may the Lord bless Mrs. Sikes who has moved our Udolpho quiz to Monday, so we have all weekend to finish it, and believe me, I need the weekend!

I have a TON to do before tomorrow, so, I'm going to stop playing around on the internet.

Rainy days

I love the rain. I love when it's 3:45 in the afternoon and my room is almost pitch black dark because the clouds have completely concealed the sun and if you open the window (in particular during the summer) the wind blows on you, warm and sultry, as if God were cleaning the lenses on his glasses. Because, in my mind, God wears glasses. Big thick ones, ala Woody Allen. It would probably be a little blasphemous to assume God was LIKE Woody Allen, especially Annie Hall style, but, you never know.

I do have to make my way back to the hospital tonight -- until midnight, blegh. Rainy Saturdays are not meant for being cooped up in a windowless office at less-than-pleasant Incognito Hospital, but rather for the warmth of my bed and a big, fat book!

Then the word of the day would be cozy.


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Out the window

So, okay, I have a confession. The lowercase typing has caused me so much grief and guilt that I can't do it anymore. I am a phenomenal (ok, so, maybe an overexaggeration) English major, taking an outstanding Advanced Grammar class and I can no more put my audience through this linguistic trauma. So, forgive me, and I will henceforth use proper capitalization and punctuation. ;)


Today has been one of the busiest days at the hospital I've had in quite some time. I have seen over twelve patients and barely got to choke down some chicken for lunch (which, sigh, did not go over well since I am on the shallow end of sickness).

However, the day is almost over! I get to leave here at 4, and I will then recess to my room in my comfy PJs, watch the Food Network, and do homework.. which I have a ton of! I also want to do a little more wedding planning. Since school started, it has gone on the back burner, but no more! I have GOT to buy fabric ASAP to start making my table cloths/table runners... I can't put that off any longer.

Also, I am frustrated like whoa because a few months or weeks ago (I can't even remember) I saw a gorgeous DIY Save-the-Date that I completely wanted to make.. but I can't find it anywhere in my bookmarks, and I've googled like crazy and can't find it there either! It was a cute little library card envelope with the date stamped on, and a small strip of photobooth photos in it! I know I could basically just make something up along those lines, but I would love to find it and the guidelines. Anyone have any idea? Would be much appreciated!

Okay, off to write my article for the paper, and maybe find some water cause I'm severely parched.

it's about twenty two past my bedtime

i need to share a secret with you guys. i haven't been to work since last tuesday and i've loved every minute of it. my paycheck is going to be weak as poo, but, the relaxation i've felt the last week makes even that seem miniscule. i am now back, here, in this horrendous office and am dying to go home. my sleep pattern over the last week had finally become beautiful and organized, in that i went to sleep every night before midnight and waking up at 7 or 6am was not the end of the world. lord, what can i do to get on a schedule where i'm in bed before midnight every night? if you have a job for me, please let me know.

robert and i had the most amazing weekend. i'm not going to describe our weekend in detail because there were so many amazing surprises as well as emotional rollercoasters, but i will tell you this: anyone that is married, plans to be married or is in a serious relationship (regardless of the status of your marriage) needs to attend a session with these people. i can't describe how much we learned and how much our relationship grew just from this weekend. it's fantastic. we have new goals, we have new expectations, we have new love. if it's possible, even better love than before. we're learning to incorporate our maker into our relationship and we hope that through growth and maturity, our souls fall in love, as well.

so, darling, from me to you:

THIS.

this, in all reality, was the find of the day on friday. don't be surprised to know that the first person to pick it up was in fact, robert! lauren lunged after it and without a moment's hesitation decided that it was the perfect obscure and ridiculous gift for our other friend, kortney. all girls my age (well, except for me, i was really into mariah carey and ace of base, instead) had an affinity for, of course, the new kids on the block. i know, i know, i'm a sinner in the hands of angry teeny bopper has-beens, but, what can i say? i was an innocent, and boy bands weren't really my thing until nsync and bsb came along. and nsync was always sooo much better.

today work was the same as usual, except i was in unusually high spirits. a beautiful couple, and i mean, like, movie star beautiful, came in and were from colombia and could not speak any english (in come i, the interpreter, although not as glam as nicole kidman in that movie). the wife was in extreme pain in the lower right abdomen (pop quiz, typical symptom for... ?) and i had to pull teeth to get them seen. now, floyd is usually on top of things when it comes to caring for their patients, the ER however, seems to have problems. i don't know what goes through a nurse's mind which results in the conclusion that a stubbed toe is more severe than a potential ruptured appendix. i threw down the patient's information on the nurse's triage desk, finally and said (in my most authoritative voice), "you're going to see this person next, or you're going to have an erupted appendix in your waiting room, and no translator to help you out."

long story short, they were just extremely loving to each other and gorgeous by all definitions of the word, and extremely thankful for my help. sighh, what a blessing. love exists and somewhere, deep down, so do nice people.

also, don't even judge me, but lauren went out and bought my vitamins today (cause she's the most loving seestorr in the world) and i can't explain how badly i want to just eat the whole bottle. why, you might ask... because they are FLINTSTONE'S GUMMIES!




anyway, it's like 8:30 now, so, i'm gonna go try to be productive.