Coming attractions: Days 3-7
I have been called out. I know that I haven't posted anything about SB days 3-7, but I've been having fun (at least for me) and haven't had the focus to sit down and pen all my stunning activities. Things that include: harvesting enough lettuce to feed a small army, frosting cupcakes for Easter, making an Easter basket for my niece, watching bad golfers tee off into a lake, and searching local golf courses for my future summer job as driver of the booze cart. I have HUGE summer plans obviously. Since I am apparently being rejected for a summer externship (hell, let's just go with not being considered because to be rejected I'd at least have to have been INTERVIEWED), I'm going to take it as a sign that I am supposed to chill the flip out and relax this summer and gear up for my last year of nursing school. This is what I keep telling myself. In about a week I'll actually start believing myself. How could I not, I'm quite convincing, let me tell you.
Spring Break!!! Days 1-2
Yeaahhhhh!!! Spring Break!! I'd be lying (tremendously) if I said I wasn't thrilled about Spring Break, which will be referred to forthwith as SB. One of my main driving forces for picking a Thursday clinical was the fact that I would have an extended SB. Things started after clinical last Thursday and will proceed through this upcoming week and won't stop until class starts at 7:30am on Wednesday the 26th. GOOD TIMES!!
SB kicked off early at the mercy of my clinical instructor. We were off the floor at 1pm (it's usually 4:45) and done with post-conference by about 3:45. A harbor cruise followed where the Tall One, Laguna Niguel's newest resident Roger, and I did a mini-harborcrawl. A sushi roll at Zushi and then Turk's. Ahhh, Turk's. Thank heavens Proud Mary's didn't take it down with her when she burned to the ground. Sad yes, but we still have Turk's. The subsequent ride back home was cold and after a couple of drinks, little food and a day starting at 5am... I was asleep at 10. Getting CRAZY on SB!!!!!
Friday, Day 1.
First day! I woke up to crappy surf (what the hell, doesn't the atmosphere KNOW I'm on SB?!?). So I went to work. Where I organized files for approximately 6 hours. That may be your ultimate hell, but I'll take any job where I:
1- don't have to check someone's ID three times before giving a med (so I don't kill someone w/ the wrong med)
2- run the risk of contracting a strain of drug-resistant bacteria
3- remove a catheter from someone's peehole (I removed one from a male for the first time Friday... I'm not gonna lie- awkward!)
Dinner that night was with our friends the Brocks and their new baby Malia. For any nervous new parents that shy away from taking your baby out to dinner because you fear a volcanic meltdown from your spawn- just go to El Torito. That place is baby central. It's total sensory overload so when the inevitable meltdown happens, no one can hear it. I think they actually have a family w/ baby section because we were all crowded into one corner.
Saturday, Day 2.
More crappy surf. @#$^@$%^! Today marked the stage of the current home-improvement phase where I get to participate. We are currently in Phase L of the Remodel of Chateau Bare- the upstairs shower. Since promising the Tall One to stick around for better or worse, I have been using a bathroom that has consisted of a non-functioning bath tub and no drywall. Not for long. The plumbing is hooked up, the bathroom tile is in (and it looks GOOD) and now I get to do all the patchwork. I am a whiz with patching paste and a caulk gun. And when I can paint, there will be no stopping me. Church followed, where since I am obviously not at church right now celebrating Palm Sunday, we celebrated Palm Saturday. The kids church had a play outside in the Arctic air with a real live donkey. Is it bad that I was slightly bummed that the Tall One didn't go up to the donkey handler and tell him "Nice ass"? Because he was going to....
Just a couple of thoughts on some things before I actually attempt to accomplish something on Day 3 of SB.
This whole NY governor's debacle- when are people going to realize that it's not all about themselves?!? Good lord! The wife looks like she's not going to eat until 2012 she's so depressed and the kids are going to need therapy to deal with the fact that their high-profile dad has been blowing piles of cash on hookers. For the love of all things holy, people- it's NOT ALL ABOUT YOU. And when these people say, "Oh, I just didn't realize I had gotten caught up in this, I never meant for this to happen"... bullcrap. You did too, because you were only thinking of yourself. Not your marriage you were ruining, not your kids that are embarrassed of you and secretly (or openly) hate you, just yourself.
San Clemente Dental Group- Sigh. I actually almost changed this to make the dental group more anonymous because it comes across as petulant and trashy, but I'm still angry over the fact that I wasted almost 2hrs of my Tuesday there. I do have to tread lightly because people I go to church with work or have worked there, but this warrants mentioning. So, the Tall One MADE me an appointment to get my teeth cleaned and get x-rays, the full deal. They got us in the schedule in like 2 days. I went in and they took a slew of x-rays, I got a consult with the dentist (who was nice enough) and was told that I grind my teeth and should promptly invest in a night guard. I was then awarded a printed estimate of charges that included a night guard for $495 (!), $140 for "deep" teeth-cleaning (!!) and teeth-whitening for another $495!!!! In the new patient questionnaire, I had checked a box stating I would be interested in info regarding teeth whitening. I mean, give me pamphlets or something- don't arbitrarily ADD teeth cleaning to my ESTIMATE! I kind of felt like my truck at a Jiffy-Lube (I know, more brand name slander, get over it)- you go just for an oil change and you walk out with a new fuel filter, 5 new tubes and $200 poorer. And the kicker, I would have to go BACK to get my teeth cleaned and they couldn't fit me in until MAY 13th!!!! Two fricking months!!! The Tall One was so pissed when I got back he called and canceled his appointment. We thought this was an isolated incident until we talked to some other people who had a similar experience. Run away from the McDentist!! I think they use the same business model as my old dermatologist. The one that billed me $80 to remove their surgical bandage that I was allergic to and replaced it with a 4x4 gauze pad and some tape.
Perhaps I shouldn't type my "last thoughts" anymore...
SB kicked off early at the mercy of my clinical instructor. We were off the floor at 1pm (it's usually 4:45) and done with post-conference by about 3:45. A harbor cruise followed where the Tall One, Laguna Niguel's newest resident Roger, and I did a mini-harborcrawl. A sushi roll at Zushi and then Turk's. Ahhh, Turk's. Thank heavens Proud Mary's didn't take it down with her when she burned to the ground. Sad yes, but we still have Turk's. The subsequent ride back home was cold and after a couple of drinks, little food and a day starting at 5am... I was asleep at 10. Getting CRAZY on SB!!!!!
Friday, Day 1.
First day! I woke up to crappy surf (what the hell, doesn't the atmosphere KNOW I'm on SB?!?). So I went to work. Where I organized files for approximately 6 hours. That may be your ultimate hell, but I'll take any job where I:
1- don't have to check someone's ID three times before giving a med (so I don't kill someone w/ the wrong med)
2- run the risk of contracting a strain of drug-resistant bacteria
3- remove a catheter from someone's peehole (I removed one from a male for the first time Friday... I'm not gonna lie- awkward!)
Dinner that night was with our friends the Brocks and their new baby Malia. For any nervous new parents that shy away from taking your baby out to dinner because you fear a volcanic meltdown from your spawn- just go to El Torito. That place is baby central. It's total sensory overload so when the inevitable meltdown happens, no one can hear it. I think they actually have a family w/ baby section because we were all crowded into one corner.
Saturday, Day 2.
More crappy surf. @#$^@$%^! Today marked the stage of the current home-improvement phase where I get to participate. We are currently in Phase L of the Remodel of Chateau Bare- the upstairs shower. Since promising the Tall One to stick around for better or worse, I have been using a bathroom that has consisted of a non-functioning bath tub and no drywall. Not for long. The plumbing is hooked up, the bathroom tile is in (and it looks GOOD) and now I get to do all the patchwork. I am a whiz with patching paste and a caulk gun. And when I can paint, there will be no stopping me. Church followed, where since I am obviously not at church right now celebrating Palm Sunday, we celebrated Palm Saturday. The kids church had a play outside in the Arctic air with a real live donkey. Is it bad that I was slightly bummed that the Tall One didn't go up to the donkey handler and tell him "Nice ass"? Because he was going to....
Just a couple of thoughts on some things before I actually attempt to accomplish something on Day 3 of SB.
This whole NY governor's debacle- when are people going to realize that it's not all about themselves?!? Good lord! The wife looks like she's not going to eat until 2012 she's so depressed and the kids are going to need therapy to deal with the fact that their high-profile dad has been blowing piles of cash on hookers. For the love of all things holy, people- it's NOT ALL ABOUT YOU. And when these people say, "Oh, I just didn't realize I had gotten caught up in this, I never meant for this to happen"... bullcrap. You did too, because you were only thinking of yourself. Not your marriage you were ruining, not your kids that are embarrassed of you and secretly (or openly) hate you, just yourself.
San Clemente Dental Group- Sigh. I actually almost changed this to make the dental group more anonymous because it comes across as petulant and trashy, but I'm still angry over the fact that I wasted almost 2hrs of my Tuesday there. I do have to tread lightly because people I go to church with work or have worked there, but this warrants mentioning. So, the Tall One MADE me an appointment to get my teeth cleaned and get x-rays, the full deal. They got us in the schedule in like 2 days. I went in and they took a slew of x-rays, I got a consult with the dentist (who was nice enough) and was told that I grind my teeth and should promptly invest in a night guard. I was then awarded a printed estimate of charges that included a night guard for $495 (!), $140 for "deep" teeth-cleaning (!!) and teeth-whitening for another $495!!!! In the new patient questionnaire, I had checked a box stating I would be interested in info regarding teeth whitening. I mean, give me pamphlets or something- don't arbitrarily ADD teeth cleaning to my ESTIMATE! I kind of felt like my truck at a Jiffy-Lube (I know, more brand name slander, get over it)- you go just for an oil change and you walk out with a new fuel filter, 5 new tubes and $200 poorer. And the kicker, I would have to go BACK to get my teeth cleaned and they couldn't fit me in until MAY 13th!!!! Two fricking months!!! The Tall One was so pissed when I got back he called and canceled his appointment. We thought this was an isolated incident until we talked to some other people who had a similar experience. Run away from the McDentist!! I think they use the same business model as my old dermatologist. The one that billed me $80 to remove their surgical bandage that I was allergic to and replaced it with a 4x4 gauze pad and some tape.
Perhaps I shouldn't type my "last thoughts" anymore...
Oh, that one.
So, I'm sitting in the middle of a pathetic rock garden/yard (oh so reminiscent of my life in Hemet), sitting in a plastic chair with my legs on an ice chest, pirating wireless from an unsuspecting neighbor. I also need to state that I'm in Big Bear w/ The Tall One and his college group. So, he comes back up the street with a carful of people and he can't remember which house we're all staying at. "So, which house is it guys? Oh, it's the one with... my... wife... sitting in the middle of the yard."
I have achieved landmark status. In my own white trash way. I also share the yard with a hand-hewn wooden bear and a ceramic pig. Big Bear. Awesome.
I have achieved landmark status. In my own white trash way. I also share the yard with a hand-hewn wooden bear and a ceramic pig. Big Bear. Awesome.
And I'm spent...
I just passed my midterm with the grade I wanted, and I'm seriously reevaluating my mental status because I'm pretty sure it's not right to study as much as I did.
Tired. No more typing. Need bed.
Tired. No more typing. Need bed.
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