Show Must Go On

I know I've been gone for oh, so long. Oh. So. Long. But I have made it through my 1st two weeks in nursing school and I'm still kicking. Here's what's been going on around here...

• I convinced my two GREAT friends in the nursing program to choose to have their clinicals at Round Rock Medical Center because,

1. it's close to my home.

2. my best friend works there

3. I don't think I need more reason than those already supplied.

they were persuaded by my adamant statements that they "wouldn't regret it". let's just all cross our fingers on this one...and hope they don't read this post.

• my computer flat-lined. It didn't die, because the monitor had power and the tower had power. They just didn't seem to connect. The first thing I thought of in my computer savvy little brain was to check the cable because

a. a cable is less expensive than a computer or a monitor

b. that's really all I had to go on since I don't fix computers for a living. My troubleshooting skills are quite elementary.

It wasn't the cable.

So after much soul searching (and a coincidental previous experience in this department) I thought, video card. But, the thought of shelling out 60-70 dollars for that just upset me. So I let my computer sit for weeks (it seemed like) without being able to use it.

Tonight, I heard that lovely little windows jingle song play. For some reason, my computer is back.

It could be prayer, because make no mistake- there were two or more gathered doing just that when I realized that my FIRST semester of nursing school that I happened to be taking ON LINE was being BOTCHED by the timely death of my computer.

All I know is that I am appreciating the return of internet access. and blogging.

• I have my first exam tomorrow morning. Do you see that I should be freaking out about that and not blogging? Of course you do. Is there any sense in my typing right this instant? Probably. unless you consider a little "fix" on my computer withdrawal a bad thing. I'm just saying.
• Now, I'm beginning to start the freak out process that anyone who knows me and my study habits is all too familiar with. So, I should probably go.

not to study, mind you. to freak out. ;-)

• I ALMOST forgot! The boys love the instructional child care. L-O-V-E. I haven't had any problems. The first week, Homer and Gabriel would cry when I left them. that would stop by the time I walked the three feet to Sebi's room to drop him off (just right across the hall). The next week, it was just Gabriel. And by the 3rd week, Gabriel is the one waving and blowing me kisses when I leave :o didn't expect this to be so easy.
• and they weaned Gabriel off of the pacifier on day 2. I haven't had an issue with it since. my eyebrows are raised and I'm left wondering when potty training will be hit hard...