Knock on wood. Or whatever.
This has been the longest ten days ever! Ava was coughing today and I swear if she passes some sickness back to the babies I'm going to cut her out of the will.
Which isn't that bad, since there's not much there anyway. But it means a lot metaphorically. If she or Jace gets these babies sick again, I will cut them out of my metaphorical will. No imaginary fortune for you, you sickness spreaders!
Anyway.
It's cold here right now. Sweater weather. I love it. We've been turning the outdoor heaters on at work and being much more friendly with the people sitting at tables adjacent to the heaters than the ones out in the cold.
Someone asked what I dressed up as on Halloween for work...I was a referee.
Original, I know. But I wore Ava's soccer socks, a cheerleading skirt, and a referee t shirt. I was pretty proud of my assembling the outfit from odds and ends instead of buying a trashy ready made costume, though. And this way, my costume only ended up being slightly trashy.
And a whistle. You can't forget the whistle.
It was a fun night. I was invited to referee several games. I declined.
And thank goodness Halloween happened when it did...by the following weekend, it we were all wearing sweaters and hoodies huddling around space heaters with our teeth chattering, eating chili to stay warm.
The servers were, at least. No matter how cold it gets (yes, I know, you northerners are rolling your eyes), people still come in to eat. I think they might be crazy. We have no indoor seating. NONE. Yet still, they come.
It must be the fried green tomatoes.
I am in the home stretch for my classes this semester. I can taste it. Just a couple more weeks and I will have a glorious month off. I'm going back to school for nursing, for those of you who asked. I'm excited, but not thrilled about dissecting a cat next semester. Nope, not at all. One of my friends tried to make me feel better by telling me that the cats don't have heads, but...that actually doesn't make me feel much better, really. If I ever slog through and complete this, I'd love to be a NICU nurse. It's definitely where my heart is, after the time I've spent there. I have experienced good nurses and bad nurses, and it's amazing what a difference a good nurse can make in your day.
Have you noticed this blog post is pointless? I have, too. I had a long talk with one of my besties last night, Kingdom Mama. I actually call her Sarah, though. It would be kind of weird if I called her Kingdom Mama after all we've been through. I never thought I'd call some chick in New Mexico who I've never met in real life one of my best friends, but there you go. Funny how the world works. We kept finishing each other's sentences last night and then she or I would yell "You're preaching to the choir!"
We might both be losing it just a bit, now that I think about it. We're each spread a little thin, these days.
Alright. I'm going to stop rambling now. See what you get when I try to post regularly again even when my head is all over the place? Random, all over the place posts.
If you've read this far, you deserve a cookie.
How was your weekend?
