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A new adventure

Today was my last day of freedom. Tomorrow I have to set my alarm and get on the bus again. That’s the bad news.

The good news is that I am starting my new job tomorrow. It is good news. No, really, it is. It means that school is over and I just have to pass my certification exam in a few weeks. It means that our lives will be “back to normal” again, whatever that is. On Monday I was excited and ready. Today the feeling of dread has settled in and I think I would just rather put it off for a couple more weeks. I’ve never been good at first days. Let’s hope this is my last first day for a while.

Ready…. GO!

A few little things…

There are a few things that have been bothering me lately.
First, the word is “moot“, not “mute”. Not even close. (Also, check the link there, since I’m fairly certain that none of you who have been saying “mute” even really meant “moot”.)
Second, getting a good deal on something rarely involves anything other than currency, so I’m guessing that you didn’t truly barter. Pretty sure you bargained.
Finally (and perhaps most controversially), yes, it is tax season. Yes, you do have to give some of your money to the government. Being a grown up is hard. Get over it. Personally, I enjoy driving on nice roads, knowing that the police and fire departments are only a phone call away, having a pretty darn good school system, and all the other useful things that are provided by those tax dollars. It sure does suck to have to pay for things, but frankly, I think that paying for things is far, far better than not having them. (It is possible that I spent some time recently listening to a group of adults whine about having to pay SO much money to the government when they aren’t getting anything in return. It is also possible that I knew I wouldn’t convince any of them that they were being childish and whiny and somewhat ignorant, so I decided to post here instead.)
In other news, there hasn’t been any snow since February, and I am almost ready to declare out loud that spring is here. Almost. You know that as soon as I say it out loud, there will be one last snowstorm, and no one wants that. Also, only 6 weeks until graduation! The end is near!

Instead of writing…

I’ll just post some cute pictures.

Whatcha lookin’ at?

Once these were sunglasses. They have been deconstructed.

What? Isn’t this how you play with your Legos?

He has a thing for glasses. He likes to put them on, wander around waggling his head back and forth and then take them off. It’s pretty adorable, but then, I think most of the things he does are adorable.

Still Here. Still Not Blogging. Oops.

Someday I’ll be back. For really.

School killed my motivation to do everything productive. Now that I have some free time, I waste it. Just like I used to. I was such a productive and motivated-ish person when I had less time than I had stuff that needed to get done. I was also convinced that my new attitude would stay once the pendulum swung the other direction. Not so much. I filled my free time back up with WoW and TV shows. And baby yoga on Saturday mornings and movies and games and more time with Mike and our friends. Life is good.

In other news, I am working on my clinical rotations now. No more classwork, but still some studying and homework depending on which rotation I happen to be in at the moment. This week, I am a phlebotomist. Yes, with real patients. Yes, it is terrifying. On Thursday morning I will take a break from that and go have a job interview. Yes, I am also worried about that. Yes, I did spend nearly a month fretting over what to wear. And, yes, I will survive this week also.

But, no, I probably won’t get around to blogging. We’ll see.

Christmas, part 1

First of all, let’s just say that putting “part 1″ in that title does not guarantee that there will be a “part 2″. Turns out I am lazy about blogging these days and my vacation will be coming to an end shortly after round 2 of Christmas takes place.

Nathan loved Christmas. We opened presents here on Christmas Eve and in spite of my world-renowned scrooginess there was an entirely too large pile of presents under our tree. Of course I am thankful for all the generous people in our lives, but that doesn’t stop me from wishing that our Christmas Eve had been filled with fewer presents and more family. (see? maybe not world-renowned yet, but it should be.) The snowstorm kept Mike’s dad snowed in at home, and it was very strange to celebrate without him. He was definitely missed, but I hear rumors that he will be able to make it to Christmas, part 2. Nathan also had a fabulous time at Great Grandma and Grandpa’s house on Christmas day. He thoroughly enjoyed being the center of attention and I love to watch him charm everyone in the room. He was incredibly well behaved for a toddler who didn’t get a nap. The ride home was wonderfully silent since he fell asleep about 2 minutes after we got on the road. =) I continued my trend of letting everyone else take pictures, so until someone sends me pictures, I only have a couple of my own. Here goes…

What? Smile? No, thanks.

Yes, I am having fun. No, I still don’t want to smile.

Who knew that nearly-18-month olds could learn to play the harmonica so quickly?

I know the lighting is terrible on this one, but I still love it. This was right after I taught him to use an upside-down bucket as a stool so he could climb into the rocking chair all by himself.

Holidays are VERY tiring.