Friday, June 25, 2010

"Mommy, I REALLY want a baby in our house."

Mommy: "let's call Tia Vanni and have her come over."

Uh...Ever since we visited my sister and her baby twin boys (and great big brother, Nico), Homer has been baby crazy. He wants to hold a baby. He wants to see a baby. He wants to put a baby to sleep.

Yes, Homer. We ALL want that. That is why we visit our loved ones with babies. To hold them, and see them, and put them to sleep...and LEAVE. I'm not saying I'm opposed to the idea.

Sebastian is.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Insomania

I need to get to bed. I should get to bed. I need to sleep. But the problem is...I can't. Even if I did go to sleep, I'm going to wake up around 4:00am like I have been for the last two and a half weeks.

What do you do at 4 am?

you listen to the Hurst review. You drill information into your brain and sit there and try and convince yourself that you know enough to convince someone else that you know enough to not kill someone....at least not intentionally.

I decided I needed a break. some time off- and away. So I called up my sister to crash at her house (which is ridiculously close to the beach) so that I could re-center. I guess that's what they call this. Spent the ENTIRE trip down to the Valley studying. I did have a special aside moment where I was so proud of myself because I had the ingenious idea to plug a powerstrip into my car adapter outlet so that I could have my laptop, it's speakers, my cell phone, and anything else I needed plugged in.

The kids watched Alice in Wonderland in stereo, and all I can say is- you are very welcome sons.

Your mom obviously rocks.

Friday, June 4, 2010

T minus 14. and counting.

Geez.

I forgot my log-in for this account. I don't know if that has anything to do with the fact that I made the decision to change my passwords for all my accounts to ridiculous words or phrases that noone could ever remember, or if it has just been *that* long. It's reset to the old faithful, so all is well.

*breathe*

Anyhoo, NCLEX is coming up and I don't think I've ever been more stressed in my whole life. I managed to get a job in critical care in the hospital I've always wanted to be at, so there is little consolation knowing that the universe may just be steering me in the right direction towards passing my board exam.

but, I'm still amazingly terrified.

Back to the books - and please, wish me well.