Saturday Snapshot(s)

I'm on my way to new orleans with this beautiful gal,

to see this handsome fella!

Planning on thoroughly enjoying my last spring break ever. If you get a spring break, I hope you do the same. If not, well, I hope you enjoy your normal week. We'll eat some beignets for you.

Love.

Saturday Snapshot

I was remembering when I used to do a weekly feature called "saturday love". It got too cumbersome though because it entailed so much writing. Maybe when I graduate from nursing school in 9 weeks I'll have more time to do such things, but for now I thought this idea that I got from yellow songbird blog would be really fun.

This is a picture from about a year ago this week, on Robyn and I's adventure of a lifetime to Costa Rica. This was one of my favorite times of the day in Costa Rica. Sitting on the beach watching the sunset and the people. I love that you can see their footprints in the sand, that they are both looking out at the beautiful ocean, and that the surfer closest to the water has a prosthetic leg! I didn't notice it until I got home from the trip and was looking at the photos more carefully. So awesome.

How this week has made me feel:

Tidbits

I like the word tidbits. It's fun and different and unique. I really don't hear it as much as I would like.

I just looked it up in the dictionary and according to my computer a tidbit is "a small piece of tasty food" or "a small particularly interesting item of gossip or information"

So, this blog title is misleading because what I'm about to write is neither of those things.

Just mere ramblings of a girl who misses her boy and has so much to do but doesn't want to do it.

That's all. Here we go...

Today I completed my first application for a real big girl nursing job. I applied for a labor & delivery position at one of the larger hospitals in New Orleans. It's scary and exciting at the same time. It's pretty far in advance so I'm not expecting much, but I at least feel like I've done something.

12 days until I'm in New Orleans with one of my best pals visiting Andrew for Spring Break. Both Andrew and I are SO very excited to show Allie New Orleans. I'm also very excited for a break from this madness.

I just baked some rockin' chocolate chip cookies. If you know me or have been reading my blog for an extended amount of time, you know I have a low cook-esteem so I'm not one to go around saying I made the best chocolate chip cookies EVER. But really, these were great. Slightly crispy on the outside and a little bit gooey on the inside. Anyway, I'm presenting my inservice to the nurses on my floor tomorrow and I needed a bribe tactic to get them into the break room. If there is anything I've learned from working at a hospital the past 2 years it's that nurses LOVE food. Cookies= people in the break room "paying attention" to me blabbing about surgical infection prevention.

Wedding planning together from a distance hasn't been too difficult for Andrew and I. Mostly because we're flying by the seat of our pants with a good portion of it, and also we're literally flying to Hawaii and getting married on a beach...how much planning is necessary for that? But the parts that we have had to plan have been interesting. Like shopping with Andrew for a shirt to wear via text...

I do not understand the boy sometimes. I love that the only reason he didn't want to try it on is because he didn't want to unfold it. Ha!

I also want to tell you that I got a text message about 5 minutes later that said "if i had to put that back together to save my life you would need to start planning a funeral instead of a wedding."

Ohhh Andrew.

Every time I get a bad attitude these days about school or being away from Andrew, my nursing family has been doing a heck of a job of reminding me that I need to be soaking up every second with this special community we've built. I'm really going to miss them. It's weird because we're not all best friends, most of don't hang out outside of class; but when we're together there is so much laughing and joy and it's just so much fun.

This week is my last week with my compadres on the ICU that have taught me so much. I'm not too sad to say goodbye because it means that I get to stop waking up at 4:30am. I am grateful for my time there though...it's flown by.

All in all, even though I complain about how I just want May to be here, it's going by so quickly.

I'll graduate in 65 days.

Get married in 112 days.

Move to New Orleans in 123 days.

Life is about to change a lot. I couldn't be more excited. But I keep needing to remind myself to soak this part in, too.

I worked on the hospice unit today at work. I've worked there several times before and have gotten to know some of the patients. One of my favorite patients ever (I know that's not supposed to ever come out of a nurse's mouth, but I'm just being honest here) is a sweet old man with parkinsons disease. The first time I met him was when he needed some help putting on his sweatshirt. While I carefully lifted his frail arms into the arm holes he talked about his love of music. He spoke in a way that made me really understand how much he loved it. I mean, this guy loves his music. He told me about how he used to be a handsome young singer in a band and wanted to show me pictures but I didn't have the time to look.

He was disappointed but understood. I went back during my lunch break and he lit up, showed me countless pictures of the younger him.

He was handsome.

As we flipped through I learned about him, his lovely wife, and their cute babies. After my lunch break was over and I had to get back to work he went out and serenaded some of the other patients in the dining area.

That sweet man.

Today when I got my assignment I was so excited to see him. After taking report I went and knocked on his door.

All I could hear was music coming from the small radio propped up by his bed.

I walked in slowly and saw him staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Hey, stranger!" I said.

He looked and me and tried to speak but nothing came out. He moved his lips and strained his neck.

Nothing.

My heart broke.

Just 3 weeks ago this man was singing loudly in the dining room and now he cant speak.

I tried to ask him yes or no questions, but I think he was too confused to understand.

I saw one of the pictures he had shown me just weeks before. I picked it up and said "look at that handsome man and his pretty lady!"

He stared at it and closed his eyes.

I turned his music up a little, patted him on the shoulder and left the room

hoping he was dreaming of better days.

holgafun

I got Andrew a holga camera for Christmas. We had fun taking pictures with it. I want to show you some of the results.

Andrew's dad found a cow skull!

sweet pooch.

It's so fun! I love the quality of the photos. So old and neat looking. I'm excited to take lots more pictures with it in the future.

In other news, a new Crosby graced the earth with her presence today.

Beautiful baby girl. Crosbys make such pretty babies.

Welcome, sweet Sophia Mae. We're glad you're here and we love you!

Day dreaming

Even though my body is in Temple, TX studying on my couch, my mind is ^there dreaming about what is going to be one of the best days of my life.

I cannot wait.

It's going to be awesome.