Is your nose running? Better go catch it!!!

Back again. On this frigid 30th of Jan, I'm sitting here engaging in "Tough Love" (Vh1 Season 2. Kind of your He's just not that into You but w/ a we're going to tell you how to get a man so stop caking on your makeup & gold digging twist) & drinking coffee at 0532p. My roommate is gone so I have even more time to dwell on the embarrassing moments of my life.

I probably picked the wrong profession being the most awkward person ever. Every single job I've had, I've had to put myself out there, creating chances upon chances to be embarrassed. Should have been a telemarketer. Back in my vet tech days, I had dogs lose bowels on me in front of attractive guys or one time, a German Shepard rip my "smock" top from the waist to shoulder seam. Then the lady asked me to hold her BABY while she put the dog in the car. NO MA'AM! So he can go Cujo on me??! To top it off, all I could do was laugh b/c I was shaking uncontrollably after the mouth of JAWS came towards my flesh!

In the restaurant business, I began as a hostess. Not too shabby of a job for me b/c I love to smile and carry on w/ ppl. HOWEVER, not everyone wants to carry on w/ me. Can't see why?!? Then as a server, you have ppl jumping down your throat b/c they've chugged 47 Dr. Pepper's in 4 min, & you don't have time to refill or their food is late. You don't need all that sugar/caffeine anyway!I hate confrontation or anything that could possibly make me sweat, get flushed (which is about everything).

As a nurse, I do encounter extremely awkward moments on average- daily. They didn't tell us in nursing school that you also had to be an engineer. The cap never comes off the IV tubing after you've already prepped everything. Inserting catheters are A LOT different than practicing on mannequins. Wires tangle worse than Weeping willow on a windy day. Not too mention, I'm clumsy, ungraceful, and as hard as I try to not be, unladylike. What do you do?

Helping a nurse 2 nights ago drawing blood. X-Ray guy is at the bedside too. The team of MD's to my right. I'm leaned over the bed. (P.S. my nose runs nonstop once I enter the Hospital. It's clear though (sorry, super gross), so it's not an infection. Not sure why?) As I'm leaning over I can see what appears to be my nose running...Not sure b/c it's clear. Then I do see it hanging from my nose pass recovery. The other nurse says "Ohhhh." I said, 'Oh Gosh!" as I turn around trying to clean up w/out touching anything. FAILURE. I have to walk off, fix myself, wash my hands, & return. Redder than a cherry tomato, I attempt to make light of the situation & say, "Sorry guys, looks like I have the RSV!" NOT A SOUND. No one laughs, no one says 'oh, no prob', no one even says gross!!!!! MORTIFIED.

The 1st word of OCD is obsessive. That's what I do. I wasn't really close enough w/ the nurses to be like, "Whoa, listened to what happened to me. Say something to make me feel better", so I sit there for the next 11 HOURS laughing, almost crying, obsessing. Hahah. I really am such an odd bird. Probably should be on the OCD show on A&E. I pretty much have a complex about every inch of my body. I'm proportional but I do have my Dad's hands/feet. Size 9 1/2 isn't always the prettiest. I like to have my nails painted/manicured at all times b/c it makes me feel more feminine. Oh wait, I entered a profession where nail polish/jewelry is prohibited. To reveal my craziness, when I'm driving for a long time or making frequent stops, I get so anxious that ppl are looking at how big my hands are gripping the steering wheel, esp since my wrists are small, making the illusion worse. I ponder should I drive 10 & 2, one hand on the bottom, one on the top. It becomes an issue. Then when they don't see a ring on my finger, they're thinking no wonder- MAN HANDS (like the Seinfeld episode). In reality, no one probably notices, but I'm sure there's that one person. hahah.

It's been that way since I day one. I've always been so stinking obsessive-compulsive! For some reason wearing open toe shoes in elementary was a big deal. Not sure why, but I would not wear sandals unless my toes were painted, which wasn't on a regular basis. I can remember one night staying up so late (prob around 0930 ha) trying to get that damn iridescent purple just right! I probably went through an entire bottle of nail polish remover & cotton balls. I was convinced that their were alligators under my bed, probably a lot longer than I should have. I would never put my feet under my bed or hang them off the side, & I'm still that way TODAY as a 23y/o!!! Vampires? Don't even get me started. I slept w/ my covers tucked tight around my neck for my entire 3rd grad yr just from seeing Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Oh The Lost Boys. It came on last wk, & I still couldn't watch it!!!) I begged Mom to please let me have the garlic at Grandma's house. That is not healthy! hhaha.

Embarrassing story #2. Aunt Mary & my cousin Erin came to visit Tues. We had the best of time! Wed, we went shopping. I had finished trying on so I was sitting w/ E waiting on Mary. She came out of the room & asked us how we liked her shirt. We both loved it. I told her how cute it was, & then it went sour. I said, "Buy the shirt for sure, but I'm not soooo sure about those pants." My dearest Aunt says, "These pants are the pants I wore in!" hahahahhahahah UH OH. I said, "just kidding." Didn't work. hahahha. Dangit. Who am I? I have got to stop talking!!!!!

Luckily, she took it lightly, & honestly, w/ her shirt the pants looked just fine, according to myself, the fine fashion critic I am. ha.

Have a good wknd!!! Love!

You Can't Have your Cake & Eat it Too.

Here I am! There's so much to cover in this entry! We've had a the holidays, MY BIRTHDAY, & clearly, I'm a working woman now (haha). I'm now 23 with a full time job, health insurance in my own name, and putting a % of my check into a 401k. Whoa, that was a little much for me to say. In reality, though, I LOVE IT! As cheesy or trite this may seem, it really is amazing to have the job you've dreamed of for yrs & actually enjoy it. I'm now on the graveyard shift; sleep is tough, money is good. I'm young & might as well do it now! I worked in the burn unit yesterday. It was very upsetting & depressing. I respect anyone who can work in that environment. That's where my wonderful Grandma Dora started out at John Sealy in Galveston, TX!!

I'm kind of stuck in a place in my life wondering where to go. I know what I need & want, but I don't always do the things needed to get there. Most of my friends are still in college, so I'm still in that mentality. At least I was. I went to visit T in Auburn this past Friday. Auburn really is the most gorgeous college campus/town in AL. We make an appearance at a get together. We walk in & mingle like the little butterflies we are. For some reason, I decide to stand back & look around. I'm the only brunette, for one, & I realize everyone there is living up their Fridays b/c they were in class all day. There are freshman to 5yr seniors all around. No doubt that I had fun w/ my friends, but I was a little bummed. I mean I'm only 23, but I'm too old to be around those youngins. Hhaha. LIFE.

Story: getting put in my place. My birthday, which my mom & I think is the most important day of the yr was Dec. 30. I know I seem a bit obnoxious, but growing up, my mom made the biggest deals out of every one's bdays. Anddddd, actually you should. It's the only day you have to yourself. It need be celebrated & appreciated to have made it one more yr!!!!! I celebrate w/ my friends on the 29th. Being the loud & somewhat too intense person that I am, I let everyone know it's my bday starting on Dec 26-Jan 4. (Extreme.) On my actual bday my family (42+) go out for dinner. My family really is the limelight of my life. We're all so much stinking alike, there are plenty of us to go around, & we sure all enjoy a little R&R to maybe some wine, PBR, or Busch Gold. Yep, that's us. Well my cousin A & I make our way around town on this glorious day of mine. There's live music, phenomenal, but the crowd- what a dud. I decide to be my normal self esp a few brewskies later & announce to the crowd that it, in fact, is my birthday during a song break. Let's just say, it was so quiet I could hear the faucet drip in the bathroom. I become ever so offended, look around, & say, "WHO ARE YOU PPL?! REALLY?" Needless to say, I wasn't the coolest person of the p.m.

Can you have your cake & eat it too? Do you feel like that saying is a contradiction? If I have some cake, you better be sure I'm going to eat it. Probably all of it to be exact. However, it is a saying I throw out all the time in arguments or when I realize I'm being selfish. It's like not wanting a boy anymore, but you don't want him to be with anyone else either. I totally see how it applies to that, b/c as a female, I know we always feel that way. In literal translation, I don't think you would have a cake & let it sit there. It would mold, & then the icing will get hard & crusty. Hmm, maybe that's what would happen to the boys if you didn't let anyone else have them? By golly, I think I just figured it out!! hahahahha

I'm reading Liberty & Tyranny. Quite a delight it is. It's very informative & quotes the Founders/Framers of this country with what the Constitution stands for. I was reading it at work (400am), & being the nerd I am, I was highlighting & underlining. Some nurses asked what I was reading. When told, they were like, "OH, sure sounds good." Sorry, I only read non-fictional books, & I'm learning a hell of a lot!

I'll be back soon, promise! There are a few more funny/embarrassing stories up my sleeve! LOVE!