Saturday, May 23, 2009

Me and Sweet Kim

Empire St Bldg

I haven't been inspired....

Just when you think things will finally settle down, something happens. Immediately after visiting my sister, I get offered a second job which definitely fits my family's lifestyle so much better. No sitting behind a desk from 8 to 5, rushing to pick up Carter, and getting home after 6. Then off to softball or art, praying that I will have enough stamina to get my 7:30 run in.

But, with every positive must come the negatives. Starting on May 11th, I was on virtual lockdown. Studying materials, conference calls, taking exams, frantically reading all my clinical material, all the while trying not to melt down by the end of the day. Did I mention Chris also has been gone most of the last month for training of his own!? So, mother in law (thank God she is here) and I plod along and do the best we can.

Then, this past Sunday I board a plane to New Jersey for a week of onsite training that I swear to God almost killed me. I am not a "rah-rah, go team!" kind of person. I do not enjoy being around people who ask to many questions, ask dumb questions, or basically think they are some kind of sales superstar in the world of cough and cold. Obviously, I am somewhat cynical, very sarcastic, and a kind of tell it like it is kind of person.

I knew more about my weeklong roommate in the first 10 minutes of meeting her than I ever cared to know at all. My new supervisor, or Rain Manager(same height, same hair, everything!), as I like to call him since he looks exactly like Dustin Hoffman, is one of those micro-manage every little detail kind of people who I already know will drive me crazy. Did I mention he has ruined my 33rd birthday which is next Wednesday by flying down to spend the day with me in the field???

Okay, but in all fairness, I took the job. I rolled the dice. I got to see NYC for the first time ever, even if it was for 4 whole hours. I did manage to get know one cool person on my team, whom I know will become my best bud when it comes to making fun of the ol' bossman. And the best part is.....Monday is a holiday! Some great friends are coming out to meet me for dinner Friday night, and I am hosting a shower with a very dear friend for a very dear friend on Saturday. Life is alright.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

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Swine Flu Break 2009

I truly despise morons. Really, I do. Morons usually look and act like regular people until something like the "swine flu panic" sets in. In the town that I live in, our schools have been closed now since last Thursday, April 30th. One case, at the high school, and all schools plus the private schools in town completely shut down. We are still shut down. We will be shut down until next Friday, May 15th.

I don't think people are morons when they err on the side of caution, but even the government (a bunch of liberal morons) are telling people not to shut down the schools. Hello? Anyone out there with a brain??? Okay, so here is what I am doing with my 1st grader while she is home from school. No, I am not keeping her home under lock and key. We are getting out, running errands, and moving forward.

Monday: dry cleaners, post office, fedex, drug test, and took little one to daycare.
Tuesday: Dr. appt for little one which lasts all freakin' morning, pizza for me and alex, target, embroidery place, mall, pick carter up from daycare, and chick-fil-a for a lemonade.
Wednesday: starbucks with friends, workout with trainer, pick up license plates, alex having friend come over for rest of the day, pool, chuck-e-cheese and possible movie.
Thursday: beach
Friday: San Antonio
Next week: WHO KNOWS!! But what I do know is my daughter should be back in school and this ridiculous panic needs to be over. Besides, everyone knows getting the flu is the easiest and quickest way to lose 5 lbs. Sign me up.

PS: The pics are from the doctor's office. Where we waited for over 2 hours to see him, and he spent 5 minutes with us and ordered a bunch of tests we have already taken. Still no answers as to why Carter does not want to talk. I hope my lovely dr. have hideous traffic on his way home, so he knows what it feels like to sit and rot and not be able to do anything about someone else's inconsideration.