Nursing School Here I Come!

I got my acceptance letter for the nursing school at Platt College the other day! I was so excited. This is what I want to do. I want to be a nurse. The only thing I stumbled on was why I want to be a nurse.

I can tell you the reason they want to hear. I want to be a nurse because I like caring for people. That's true, I don't like someone being in distress medically. But that's not the true reason why I want to be a nurse. I really can't tell you, other than it's in my blood to be one. Every fiber of my being wants to be a nurse. I think this is what I am supposed to do. If not, then I wouldn't have made it into the nursing school.

I kind of knew that I was getting in once the Director of Nursing stayed behind after the group interview to talk with me. I didn't want to count my chickens though. Because I got my hopes up, they could have been smashed into the ground.


All I have to do is get through school, get my degree, then get my license. After that, I am home free. Then I will be working at the hospital. I can't wait for that. I know the shifts are two 12 hour shifts, but I am used to working 12 hours a day, 7 days a week. So I think I will be perfect for the job.

All I have to say, is never give up on your dreams. 

It Was A Long Day

Man, have you ever took your toddler somewhere for a couple hours? I am sure you have. But have you ever took him somewhere where he doesn't really supposed to be? Yeah, been there today. My car needed to get some repairs, and seeing as how my husband was at work, it fell to me to take the car to the mechanics. That is, my child and I.

At first it wasn't too bad. My child sat there, and watched cartoons in the waiting area, eating some snacks that I brought with me. After about half an hour, he got curious. I was chasing him all over. I couldn't get him to sit still.

After awhile, I took him to the bathroom, locked the door, and put my head in my hands, cussing the fates for having a curious baby. Of course it was the bathroom, and other than it smelling not so lovely, someone eventually tried using the bathroom. So that ended that one. At least I had a time out so to speak.

The pencil pusher behind the desk got mad at me because I kept asking him when my car was going to be finished. Seriously, when he have kids, he will know why I was bugging him.

Oh, and I came to a conclusion today. Dealers at the car dealerships are creepy, and fake. Sitting at the car dealership today, letting their mechs work on my car, I got to people watch. I had to laugh when someone came through the door, and ten people surrounded he/she/them.

Really? Don't gag me with a bunch of people if I am looking for a new car. Let me pick the dealer when I walk through the doors. Good thing my husband went to pick out the car when we bought a car, and not me.

The last time I bought a car, there was only one guy who came up to me. The rest couldn't care less. That's how I like it. That shows more professionalism than not.

Anyways, at least my car is fixed now. I don't even want to think what else will go wrong in a couple of months. I might get a headache the size of Texas.

All to Myself Again

Mike started work yesterday. So now I am left with Donnie and the dogs for the majority of the day. Just a couple of months ago, I hated it. I hated being by myself with a routine that never changed.

It was get up, take Mike to work, come back, put Donnie down for a couple of hours, hopefully, go back to sleep, get up, fix Donnie something to eat, clean house, or not, go pick Mike up.

Now, I can't see why I hated it. Mike and I never had a break from each other in over two months. Where one was, the other was bound to be. Unless I went to my sister-in-law's house.

I can breathe better without someone constantly hanging around me. (Donnie doesn't count.) Plus, I have alone time. When Donnie is sleeping, I can read in peace, or go online and BS, without my husband inturrupting me. I can also clean the house without him being here to help mess it up.

Okay, truth time, I didn't clean the house today. Decided to just to the laundry. But still, even that has a peaceful feeling. I don't have anyone but my conscience asking me if I started it or not.

So the test results came out for the nursing school. I passed it, with a really high score in both subjects. This Thursday, I have an interview with the Director of Nursing. If truth be known, I doubt I can make a good impression on her. Yeah, I scored high, was in the military, and have really good references, but still. The numbers are stacked against me. I don't even know how many spots are open now.

I know I did this one time too. When I made E4. Only 54 people made it, and I was one of the ones that did. That was a shock, I got lucky. This time, I am not quiet so sure.

Lady is acting like a puppy. A puppy I would love to hang by her stub of a tail. Oh does she act like a puppy now. If she's not up to something, she's pooping something out on my carpets. She learned not to pee in the house, now to break her of the poop.

Poor Jenny is so jealous when Lady comes near me. It's weird. That dog has never cared who or what was around me, until I got my boxer. Now she curls up with me in bed, sits next to me, and follows me around. I suspect it's because she doesn't want Lady to get all the attention. It's kind of annoying. But cute too.

Donnie is sixteen months tomorrow. Wow, has time flew by. He's such a cute little boy. I can hardly call him a baby any more. In my heart though, he will always be my baby. When I look at him, I will always see that tiny, defenseless infant. I can't help it.

If I do get in the nursing school, and graduate, I am going to have another child. I was laying in bed this morning thinking that Donnie should have a playmate. Someone that he can interact with, have fun with, and get in trouble with. That way it should free up my time. I wouldn't have to come to his side quiet so fast. But really, because he deserves a sibling. No one should have an only child.

Anyways, I am going to make something to eat, and wait to go pick up my husband. One thing that I am glad about is that my baby didn't take a nap all day, so he's out for awhile! YAY!

We Wait Now

Do you ever hate waiting for a result? It could be anything, from taking a test, to knowing why your engine sounds like a cat is stuck inside, and is screaming for help.

Well, today, I took my entrance exam for the nursing school. I don't know if I did good enough to get in, but they are supposed to call me to let me know whether or not I made it. It's now under an hour until they tell me.

I hate waiting. When you want to know something important, or looking forward to something, it seems like time slows down. And that's the only thing that is running through your mind.

Sleep is elusive. I tried taking a nap, to get my mind off of the results, and I couldn't sleep. I tried reading, but my mind wandered from the story line to the what if questions.

I swear, I'm going to grow old before knowing the results. If I do make it, then my sister-in-law and I are going out for a few drinks to celebrate. And if I don't make it, my sister-in-law and I are going out to drown my misery away. So at least that is a win-win situation. I'll be getting drunk either way.

Social Networks

All I can say is wow. It seems like where one social network pops up, two more pops up in a short time too. I know I have made mention of the most popular social network that there is in  a couple of previous blog postings.

I remember I was wondering when Facebook will be outdone by someone else. I think it's happening. Google revealed their new social networking site, Google Plus. I dare say, it's actually a little bit better.

I am getting off topic. You heard me though, the monster site known as Google is dipping their hands into social networking now. What next? What are they going to think of next?

Anyways, I am giving Google Plus a chance. If it's not as good as Facebook, which it's looking like it will be, then I am going to delete my profile and keep with Facebook.

But is this the beginning of the end for Facebook? Unless Mark Zukerburg can keep up with Google Plus, my vote is that it is.

The site is under a trial version, so that they can gauge where they can make things better and what not. I wonder how it's going to be when it becomes fully operational. I hope that it doesn't have those games on it. They become annoying after awhile. Especially when you haven't gotten on Facebook for a couple of days, and all anyone sends you is invites to their game.

No, I do not care if you "found" a poor helpless animal on your farm/city/diner. If it was a real animal, yes I do. But you are cluttering my Facebook with useless crap. So please stop. And in this, I hope Google is wise about not doing it. That's how Facebook can stay operational. By having their shitty games that it seems like the whole world loves.

I admit, I have a Farmville. But that was when I was in Cali, with nothing to do. Now, I am busy. I have an entrance exam for the nursing school this week, and if I pass it, I will be going to school in the fall. My husband is getting a job with HP this week, and that will make him busy too. We have a child we take care of, plus one puppy and one dog. With that and family that I don't mind seeing living close by, see what I mean?

Anways, I will sit back and watch the fight between these two networks takes place. The winner takes the crown, the looser, well nothing.

My Little Lady

I know I haven't updated this in awhile. But, here I am now. So sit down, grab a cup of joe, and have fun reading this!

A couple of weeks ago, my husband surprised me. He got me a boxer! I think he felt bad that I had to give up my dog when we moved here. The reason, because she is a special needs dog, and I couldn't care for her anymore. That and I couldn't take her with me to Oklahoma.

Anyways, how it all came about is simple. My mother in law and I took my niece's to their cousin's house for the night. She showed us the boxer puppy she still had left.

The puppy took to me instantly. She climbed in my lap, and stayed there for awhile. Every time someone called out to her, she would go running up, lick them in the face, and come running back to me. It's like she was saying this is my person.

I told my mother in law I wanted her so much. She is beautiful, and goofy. Not to mention the cousin's boxers were good with the three year old sitting there. That told me that the puppy will be good around Donnie.

When we came home, I tried telling Mike that I wanted her. He just nodded, and ignored me. I thought he didn't want me to get it. So I kind of got a little sad. For about two months he has been telling me no about getting another dog. I thought he would say the same thing.

I gave up pushing him about the puppy. When we were at the job fair, I knew it was the best time to ask afterward. He was in a good mood, and I knew he would at least listen to what I said.

He didn't say anything when I described her. He just climbed into our car, and talked about his former bosses before joining the Navy. When we got home, we lit a cigarette and half way through we smoked in silence.

Then my husband turned to me, and he just looked at me for a moment. What he said next made me astonshed. He told me that this dog will be mine, so I can choose what dog I wanted, but I better be really attached to her because he wasn't getting me another dog. I think he was done replacing dogs for me. Anyways, he told me that he will withhold the final decision after he saw her.

A couple of nights later, all of us went to Tammy's house again. With Donnie too. Tammy let the puppy back in the house. (She knew what was going on.) When he saw how attached she was to me, he gave the money to Tammy.

So now I have a boxer puppy! The only stigma is that we have to wait until we move to Tulsa to be able to bring her home. Gary doesn't want another dog here. He's been good about our pit staying in the house, and we don't want to push it.

But Friday we move to the house, and Saturday my mother in law and I are going to pick Lady up. I can't wait! It seems like things are looking up again.

Not just the dog, but Mike starts work in July, and I take the entrance exam for the nursing school on the 19th of July. If I get in, in one year I will be an LPN, and after that, I will go to school again to be an RN.

So for everyone who thinks that they can't make it in the civilian world, you don't know what you are saying. All you have to do is just try, and not be scared. If you let your fear over come you, you can't succeed.

Sewing Maniac

He's a maniac, maniac, do do do do!

Lol, I think I spelled that wrong. But anyways, I am a little maniac over quilting right now. My mother in law took me to hobby lobby, where we got a whole bunch of fabric for a quilt I want to make me and my husband. It is going to be a beautiful quilt.

The only question is, why doesn't people just make their own quilts, instead of paying a fortune in buying them? It took less than a hundred dollars to buy the fabric. Which means what I am making is actually costs less than spending sometimes over a thousand dollars for hand made quilts. I think that people need to learn and know the basics of sewing.

Anways, I was getting side tracked a little. But you know what? Who cares? It's not your blog, so there. I got all the little pieces cut out for my quilt, so last night I started sewing on the sewing machine. When my mother was alive, she taught me how to quilt by hand.

So this is a little different. I sewed once on a sewing machine, and it was a quilt I made for an ex of mine. So thinking back on it, I really don't give two shits if it came out shitty or not.

I was nervous starting up the machine. I mean, I had my mother in law guiding me through all the steps, but I couldn't help but feel the sweat start trickling down my back. It actually might have been from the heat. The sewing room gets hardly any air from the air conditioner.

After a couple of tries, I actually started to get the hang of it. I was up until three in the morning, sewing on my quilt. I kind of want to go back to it, but my mother in law is gone to an appointment, and I don't want to mess up royally without her help. Maybe one day I will feel comfortable enough to do it on my own, but not today!

Oh and I'll post a final blog when it's all done and finished with a picture of the finished product for you, the readers, to look at!