This little corner of the internet used to be my space to share all that was when it came to being a mom of a toddler and a full time nursing student.
I really enjoyed sharing my life on here.
I love writing, still do.
Has it really been like 1 post a year??
I guess so.
Business, or that excuse comes to mind.
So I'm racing, chasing all the time that has passed, trying to remember minute details of our every day lives (inconceivable) and put them in here.
Not all of them have made it - by a long shot, but a few that I've found some pictures to accompany later on down the post...
SO, without further adieu...
Half way done.
I'm a hospice nurse. Still.
I'm the admissions nurse for my growing company.
Hospice is an ever changing and growing world.
It can have a pretty high burn out rate when it comes to job positions.
It's not like any other nursing job.
It's pretty much all or nothing.
Like, you give your all.
or you don't.
And that can ware on your life and soul.
It's hard, and emotional.
It's educational and fulfilling.
It's solitary and flexible.
It can put you on the highest mountain top and bring you to your knees.
Such an oxymoron, this hospice thing.
But it is such a necessity. And such a blessing to so many that it touches.
Honestly, I don't know that I could make my career choice final as a hospice nurse, but in this season of my life, it is such a calling and a ministry that I am choosing to follow.
It is time consuming. Hours spent with families, hours charting, hours being on-call and waiting on that dang blasted phone to ring...
Not getting any sleep in the meantime from sheer anticipation.
Restlessness, wondering if your phone will ring when you step away to do something.
Anything at all.
And this is just from the view point of a hospice nurse.
So let's switch gears a minute to when I'm not a nurse.
Time spent as a wife and mom.
Hailee is about to go to the beach with my mom and dad a few days.
Oh, the possibilities....
But, really - we'll be working and exhausted when we get home.
Dinner will be cooked, dishes may or may not be done immediately, I'll finish charting from the day, and time will be spent decompressing from our days.
He's a plumber.
He works HARD.
His work is dirty.
His days are long.
I don't even like to find his clothes to wash them.
I have given him the ultimatum...
If your dirty clothes are not in the laundry room, you'll have to go find them (more than likely in the garage where he stripped those dirty things off) and wash them yourself.
I do NOT stick my fingers in those pockets or flip out those inside out socks - full of sweat and GODknowswhat.
UGH. I don't even care to think about where they've been walking.
But I still do it - sometimes...
Every now and then, I pick up my guitar.
More-so I'll sit down at the piano and play because it doesn't matter if you have fingernails to play that. Guitar, fingernails just hinder playing - which is why my nails were always so short.
And now, for more pictures because I don't even know where to begin filling you in on the last year...
And for Christmas, we decided to get Hailee a dollhouse Roger would build from scratch.
One that she would play with until she's 30 (or so I'd like to believe...)
It came in a box with lots of little wooden pieces....
Such a beauty with all the sweat, blood, tears, sawdust.. that went into this thing...
(minus the shingles which are on now which was just as time consuming...)
We went to Disney in Feb with the Venne family.
Hailee and Roger's first time.
So much fun!
On the first day, we all wore these matching shirts so we could always know who was in our family.
One morning before school started, Hailee woke up early before the WHOLE house and got ready on her own. I don't even know how this happened, I can't even... Literally.
When I went in to wake her up at 5:50 AM, she was up, dressed, had made herself cereal, brushed her teeth and was ready to go. THIS, from the child that I have to tell to stop singing and brush her teeth over and over again for the full 5 minutes it takes her to brush them.
Surprised the CRAP out of me.
Has never happened again.
She even left me a note down stairs.
Fire is a dangerous thing. Falling asleep smoking is another dangerous thing. Wearing O2 while smoking takes it all to a WHOLE nother level.
Just see the picture for further details.
Don't Do It.
You will blow up. And so will everything in your house.
This was from someone I knew a few years ago and recently ran across this picture.
We try to teach people that smoke while on O2 just how much you shouldn't do it.
Do they listen...
Most of the time.
When they don't ....
Hailee's spring school pictures.
I've NEVER had much faith in the whole school picture/photographer thing.
This will tell you why.
I laughed so hard when I saw this.
I took a picture to document the evidence, wonder how a professional "photographer" could ever deem this a "worthy" photograph...
Then I stuck them back in her book bag for the school to have back.
and I took my own on my big girl camera.
It's the little things...
I came home from work the other day and Roger was absolutely BURSTING at the seams to show me something.
He couldn't even wait until dark.
He is not a good secret keeper.
DO NOT tell him your secrets.
Birthday and Christmas presents rarely make it to the actual days...
He just gets so excited.
I've always wanted lights under the cabinets.
and now, I have them :)
And when he gets something in his head, he just has to do it.
[or have it - no matter what I say - I've learned to just not argue because it won't sway him either way]
He sent me like 5 text messages in a row the other day when I was at an admission telling me how much research he had done on these mowers (since we already have 2, count them, 2, mowers that are gas powered and in our garage now that are NOT working...) and just how awesome they are.
I never responded to the text because I did in my head when I saw them and just - NO.
Then today, he went out and got it.
The yard actually looks really good and his muscles are SOOO big from all that hard work ;)
(sorry, i couldn't help myself with that one... my strong man.)
We could TOTALLY live off the grid now and have nice grass.
This is pretty much all I can put in here tonight.
Goes to show I shouldn't let so much time pass, huh??
We have stories.
We've laughed a lot.
He still snores. Loudly.
and sometimes in my face.
I still have to remember to write stuff down.
Hailee is saying some pretty smart stuff now a days ...
And big words coming out of her 8 year old mouth are still pretty funny the way they end up in sentences.
It's officially summer in the south.
I planted some Blue Bell seeds today.
We shall see if they live...
Only time will tell!!