You're killin me Smalls!

Is it just me, or is there a striking resemblance?

I can almost hear Wyatt saying "the great Bamby? That wimpy dear?!?"

 you have to admit...there is just something hilarious about an oversized hat.

PeePie

I can not get enough of the delirious laughter...It makes me giddy.

bracelets

i mean...seriously... those wrists...

the end.

still truckin...

Well, I actually started this post a few nights ago (actually a few mornings ago...it was about 1:45 AM as I was typing), and was seriously so delerious that I never even actually posted it! thankfully Blogger autosaves your drafts... I saw it and figured there is no time like the present, so...

sitting here in the computer lab with all my study buds trying to maintain some sort of mental function...it's really not working very well. They are all still studying, as I am going in and out of conciousness and back and forth between having a headache and laughing for no apparent reason...yes the delirium is setting in...probably a result of lack of sleep plus...

the excessive amount of caffiene i have consumed...oh and the lack of oxygen because we have all been in this room since 11:30 am so at this point we only have recycled air. not good for brain function.

yes, this is the life of nursing students...staying up all night, consuming toxic amounts of caffiene, and catching up on sleep whenever possible...

yes...that is me and my friend nicole... asleep...in the front row of our pharmacology class. Nicole was zipped up in her jacket and I had sunk so far into my seat that when i woke up i had the worst crick in my neck ever and had to sit with my head cocked to the side for the rest of the class. Good thing our teachers are also nurses and have therefor been through everything we are going through...thankfully they understand the lack of sleep we get in order to keep up- it gives them an uncanny amount of grace towards us when we fall asleep in the front row of their lectures. Truth be told, this was during a break, but yes...we were both sound asleep so another girl in class took the picture.

So glad we only have 3 weeks left! The insane amount of time I have spent at the library is nothing short of ridiculous. My friends and family are beginning to forget what I look like and I have completely forgotten what it means to live a normal life where you get to actually make plans to do things other than study...oh summer. I can not wait till you finally arrive! and that is not to say I won't miss studying...

Of course I will miss Dorothy telling me "we have GOT TO GET IT TOGETHER" and then me responding "OKOKOKOKOKOK I think I've got it!!!!!" over and over again and then her doing interpretive dancing to our favorite song while everybody outside of our study room prays that we are leaving soon...

 And I will miss looking up and seeing Kayleigh (who now has nothing flowing through her veins but pure caffeine) doing yoga in the middle of the floor to try and get her brain flowing again...

And I will miss Nicole saying "poor myself" and Ashley's contagious laugh :)

And I think I will even possibly miss making my infamous outlines on the white boards...I may just have to buy a whiteboard for our new house to tide me over for the summer...yes, I will definitely miss school, but I think it is very safe to say I could not possibly be more excited about all of the catching up I will get to do with my long lost friends :)

home again, home again, jiggity jig...

The closer it gets to June, the sadder I am getting that we have to move. I really love our little house. We have put lots of time and money into getting it just how we like it, and it really has become our "home". I have moved several times in my life, and each time it never really bothered me, but this time seems different. I think maybe it is because this is the first time in my life I have really had just ONE place to call home, since as long as I can remember I have been a multi-home resident (2 homes until my senior year of high school, 3 homes until I graduated college, and then bouncing all over the place once I graduated until I got married). The thing is, when we moved in to this house, I really didn't like anything about it, other than the black and white tile on the kitchen floor.

But now I really do love this whole house. When we moved in we didn't really have anything other than my bed and a few random pieces of furniture, kindly donated by family members (and somehow we ended up with like 6 couches...that was the running joke for a while). But as time has gone on, we have gotten our own furniture and our own decorations, and every piece we have purchased has been selected specifically for this very house. There is a side of me that just wishes we could stay here in our little home that has become so special to me...but then there is a part of me that is excited about moving, the side of me that loves change and enjoys new things. When I get sad about moving, I try to think about all the possibilities of the new place (wherever it may be...). After all, this house doesn't even have a front porch, and if you know anything about me and my family, you know a front porch to us is like water to a camel. So here's to hoping the new place pops up soon, and that it has as much potential "homieness" as our first home... Who knows....maybe it will end up being like my TV dream home.

After all... there have been several pieces of "homieness" that I have always wanted, but didn't have room for in our current abode. Maybe after our move, we can have a huge garage sale (right Sherri?) and I can use the money from our old junk for the "turn the new house into a home" fund :) Ok... let's be real... the junk I have would not amount to much, but just in case Ed McMahon decides to knock on my door, here are the first few things I would buy for "Project Homify"

 Seriously, sweedish clocks are probably my #1 materialistic desire. I have wanted one forever, and will probably never have one since they are redicoulously expensive...but a girl can dream, right?

 It would probably be silly to buy this, since it looks very similar to something we already have, but I couldn't help but download the picture when I saw it months ago, so I just had to put it on here. I think it is beautiful.

 ok, probably not the most comfortable choice, but definitely the prettiest outdoor patio set I have seen in a while. I love how simple it is. You can just imagine the conversations that have been had around it.

Again, not very practical, but beautiful. It makes me smile just looking at it. 

 Couldn't decide between these two... I really love them both.

ahhh.... and it even matches my rug. I mean, seriously. Why can't I be talented with a sewing machine like Jessie Routh, she would totally be able to make this. I need some sewing lessons in a bad way.

ok, so obviously my list is not very practical...but again, it makes me smile, which is really worth more than a comfy place to sit anyways, right?

What is not to love about this...the headboard, gorgious. the comforter, beautiful. the blanket, amazing. the lamp + lampshade...I am running out of adjectives. Ironically, my favorite pillow that I bought with my christmas money is in this photo and I didn't even notice it until now :) 

Well... I guess until we actually find a place to live I should probably not get too sad about moving...after all, it may end up being a dream come true! 

pouty faces are the BEST!

We got a good laugh earlier from Wy... Andy was buckling him into his carseat so I could go to Kroger to get a few things for the week and the little stinker has a spoon in his mouth (not sure if he snuck it out from inside or if he had been hiding it in his seat), but Andy took it away like a good dad, so if I had a wreck it wouldn't jab through the back of his throat and....

the poor thing just sat there, tucked in his bottom lip and pouted! We were cracking up...what a ham.

Beginning to see the light...

...at the end of the tunnel that is! Don't get me wrong...the rest of the tunnel is a VERY long and VERY bumpy stretch...BUUUUTTTTT (and that is a HUGE butt) I can BARELY see the light! YAY!

AKA: 23 school days left this semester...the joy I feel is indescribable.

I mean REALLY indescribable...just to give you a little glimpse of what the rest of this tunnel entails, let me just say the week ahead looks something like this: studying for 3 tests, taking care of a patient in contact isolation with MRSA and a pressure ulcer, taking aforementioned 3 tests, worrying that my 9 month old angel is going to get MRSA, writing a paper, stressing out about the tests and then stressing out about the fact that in stead of stressing I should be studying, trying not to worry about my family getting MRSA since I really don't have time to worry and should be....yes, studying and writing a paper, and then occasionally trying to get a tiny bit of sleep, which will probably total somewhere around 12-18 hours total from now to saturday. oh...and changing diapers, doing laundry, washing dishes, showering...ok, who am I kidding- I definitley will not have time to shower until Saturday...if you see me, you will not want to hug me- for YOUR sake, not mine.

Are you beginning to understand why I can not WAIT till summer?? I will say this semester has absolutley flown by, and that even though it has been stressful (to say the VERY least) I really have LOVED school. I love my new friends, my teachers (well...almost all of them), my patients... It really has been fun! Wyatt even keeps me company while studying which makes it even more enjoyable :)

This is us in the "study hut" that my mom help me build so that we could enjoy the sun without either of us incurring 3rd degree burns...we make casper the friendly ghost look like a Baywatch star.

Well, now that it is 2:17 AM and I "only" have a little more than 3 hours  to finish my homework before I have to leave for the hospital (and try really hard not to catch or spread MRSA) I better get back to it.

Did I mention only 23 more days??? WOOOOOHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!