Today was a horrible eating day full of chocolate, cheese and all sorts of carb-y crap. But I’ve accepted it and I enjoyed every deliciously, terrible bite and I’ve moved on. Tomorrow will be better. No use crying beating myself up over spilled milk eaten chocolate.
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Speaking of carb-y crap – cinnamon raisin bread doesn’t make the best grilled cheese sammies, it makes burnty bread. What does make the best grilled cheese are the TWO slices of Kraft singles I added. That’s what my Grammy D said, and everyone knows Grammy’s only speak the truth (which means she was right, I WAS the favorite! (Just kidding, Sarah) )
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I went the entire day today without one single human interaction. Didn’t talk on the phone, didn’t see anyone and I only briefly texted 2 friends. I didn’t even leave my house. The closest I got to any kind of interaction was during my workout jumping around and the neighbor below me didn’t like that and banged through my floor for the duration of the exercise DVD. Now if that’s not neighborly love, I don’t know what is. And NO, downstairs neighbor, you CANNOT borrow some sugar! RUDE (must be spoken in Bon Qui Qui accent)
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It’s getting warm out here again every day, which means it’s time to bust out my favorite kitchen appliance – The Vitamix and green monster smoothies! (sorry Kitchen-aid Mixer and Crockpot, we’ll be back together soon!) Look at this beautiful mess of nast.
The green monster (aka a smoothie with spinach in it) is proof that a) beauty is in the eye of the beholder and b) don’t judge a book smoothie by it’s cover color. That’s a delicious mix of banana, vanilla greek yogurt, strawberries, pear, clementines, ice and of course, spinach
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I’ve been listening to “New Direction” this whole past week. They are surprisingly reminiscent of Backstreet Boys. And I, not surprisingly, LOVE THEM! #TeenyBopper (don’t tell anyone, but I also like the Biebs and I watch Glee)
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Notes
April 27th, 2012
Friday thoughts
February 10th, 2012
-Wrapping up another week, time flies. I’m half way done with this semester already and only 4 more months to go until I’m set free. BIG YIKES!
-I’m cursing being a girl as I’m doubled over in pain. Even the big guns (800mg of Motrin) aren’t cutting it. Oh, boy I can’t WAIT to get pregs and have that feeling for 10 whole months AND THEN it gets WORSE. No thank you. Someone bring me something salty and chocolatey stat.
-Speaking of pregs, Merrick and I think it’s hilarious when we leave these books out on our table and our friends come over and see them
For the record, I’m in my OB class and am writing a paper on public resources in pregnancy. Either way, we get a good chuckle to ourselves when people see the books, look up at us with wide expectant eyes, or concern that I have a drink in my hand. I’m so glad I’ve got my Mister… only he and I would find that stuff funny, and it’s way better than laughing to myself, cuz then I’d just look crazy.
-Speaking of papers, I’m going to be stuck inside all weekend writing about preterm labor, hypertension and dizziness. And it’s supposed to be BEAUTIFUL out! Waahhh! No sun fo you!
-Although my fatty footy is mostly healed, I still haven’t ventured a run on it. I don’t have to wear the brace anymore and I walked a whopping 3.65 miles yesterday. But it’s still swollen and gives out pretty easy, even just taking off my sock the wrong way makes me catch my breath. So in addition to spending the weekend studying, I won’t even get my outdoor exercise… To the sorority machine elliptical it is!
-I’ve been really missing my family recently. I don’t ever get “homesick” anymore because I am home, but I’ve been missing them more. Thank God for cell phones, but then it sucks cuz I can’t just text my international sista. But the fam’s coming out to visit in June! Yippie!
-It’s Valentine’s Weekend… blah blah blah, who cares! We don’t “do” Valentine’s Day.
-I’ve got to get back in writing down my “Best Ofs…” Most weeks I still write the best part of my days in my journal and the way I felt Merrick’s love (here’s an idea: Write down the way your husband made you feel loved every day and email it to him at the end of the week. He’ll dig it, and you’ll get lucky a happy Hubby)
-Today was my every-8-week-hair-appointment and my lady curled it and made it look all supa-fly and said, “Now you have to go out on a date!” When in fact we were planning on staying in tonight, reading, watching LOST and eating my crock potted meal. But on my way home, my boyfriend called me and said, “It’s double date night!” Wahoo! And as much of a homebody that I am, The OG and time out with our peeps trumps a Friday night in. Plus, I get to wear the new hair!
Random Ramblings
December 15th, 2011
*We’re heading out of town today for 2 weeks and had to use all our perishables so they won’t get bad. So I had all the ingredients for my favorite summer smoothie. And like a dummy, I made my delicious green monster smoothie. In December. And now I’m freezing.
*I saw all three of the Transformers movie and liked them enough but I cannot get over #3, particularly it’s title: “Dark of the moon.” This annoys me to no avail because an adjective cannot be followed by a preposition. An adjective needs to describe something. Dark WHAT of the moon?
*Speaking of dark sides of the moon, guess who’s back to the dark side? Welcome to Stage I Brunette. Stage II coming at you in approximately 8 weeks.
Before – white trash roots, blurry picture:
After – cut and color includes vavavoom curls and vavavoom dress. Oh and the double chin – no extra cost.
*We had a great birthday night for my Mister. He saw this on his way home (thankfully it didn’t rain and wasn’t windy). Unfortunately he had to work late and wasn’t able to see it until it was well after dark, and he almost windshield wiped it away because he thought it was fog. Oh and no one else saw it either. Bummer. But DELISH homemade pizza (holla to your local Martha Stewart – it was my first time ever making it and I nailed it, booyah!), The X-Factor, a few drinks and a few gifties made him a happy Mister.
*My sister-in-law emailed me about our trip to the Frozen Tundra and said, “It’s not snowing, it’s actually really warm and nice out here – no need to even bring your jacket.” ha definitely made me laugh… and then cry, knowing what kind of cold I’ll be getting myself into for TWO. WHOLE. WEEKS. There’s a good chance I’ll even get frostbite inside as our parents’ houses are usually 10 degrees colder than I like. This of course coming from the pansy who turns the heat on when it’s 60 degrees out. Wah! How bout this, family – ya’ll can come out HERE for next Christmas. Deal? Deal.
*I just had a sad realization we’re flying SouthWest and NOT Delta… that means no bumps to first class. Do they even know who I am?!
*Oh P.S. I went to the Ellen show again on Monday (it aired Tuesday). I sat FRONT row right next to Tony (the DJ) and you can totally see me getting my groove on. White girl CAN dance! Oh and it was her 12 days of giveaway and me and my peeps walked away with some serious loot! Vegas here we come!
*Wish me warmth as I head to the Tundra. Peace out.
Random Ramblings
October 23rd, 2011
*Thursday was a 7am-9pm day, all of it school related. I didn’t get home until about 9.30pm and was exhausted. I thought I was giving up 12+ hr days when I quit my job.
*The doctor I work with asked a normal 13 year old if he was having any problems with “potty training”. And the doc wasn’t joking.
*I finished up the long day with a drug-sponsored steak dinner, which was incredible. I was the youngest one there and the only non-physician, but a few glasses of wine later, no one remembered anyway
*I got asked yesterday if I was getting taller, while wearing flats. Maybe my dreams of becoming 5′9 ARE coming true!
*That’s all I got for now. Time to turn off the Glee/Justin Bieber Pandora stations and get to writing my 3rd 17 page paper in a month. Blah.
This is the “Look full and fat” face after eating our weight in meat up in L.A. earlier this week
Random Ramblings
October 3rd, 2011
-I finally hit my weights again recently and I am SORE. Like, hard to get out of the chair, hard to put on a shirt sore. Ouchie my poor scrawny muscles aren’t used to working anymore (kinda like me and my unemployment…)
-I found out a kid I used to babysit is GETTING MARRIED! Umm what?! I thought he wasn’t old enough to drive, how is he old enough to get married?! Just another reminder of how old I’m getting…
-I ate a whole chocolate bar the other when the Hus and I were annoyed at each other. Usually that sort of thing doesn’t happen, but I knew he wouldn’t say anything about it or encourage me to be healthy because we were bugging each other. And my glare was just daring him to say something about the chocolate. Wife-win.
-The last 3 days my alarm got me up at the butt crack of dawn to work out before class/clinical and all 3 days I farted around till I had to go and didn’t work out. Nor did I work out AFTER the day’s activities either. Fail.
-I performed a minor procedure on myself that I perform on my patients all the time. The only difference was I was inflicting pain on myself. Sure I inflict various forms of pain on myself all the time – I push myself to lift more, run longer, hair waxing, yearly blood draws, etc. But there’s something about being the one who’s hands are holding the scalpel, and those hands are going towards your own body. I now understand why new diabetics have a hard time injecting themselves with insulin. It just seems unnatural to hurt yourself (and I’ve never fully understood the release and relief of “cutting” either). My hands were shaking and I almost backed out a few times, but I did it and it was quick. Painful, yes, but quick. Next time though, I think I’ll save my procedures for the “professionals” (har har har… obviously ironic because I am one of those “professionals”)
-My mom told me it is 45 degrees in Michigan and they’ve already turned on the heat. FORTY-FIVE! Then she said, “You have to stay out there, Kate!” so since Mommy dearest says it, it must be so. Looks like we’re staying out here where we actually got hot enough to put the AC back on for a few hours. Just sayin’ 
-And because this is random, and because he’s the only one who reads this, how bout this stud muffin:
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June 7th, 2011
-I’m over studying and booooored.
-I have a love hate relationship with Jillian Michaels these days. I hate that bia every single day I do her stupid 30 day shred (for like the millionth time…). But I’m halfway through (ya know, it only took me 4 weeks to actually work out 15 days). But now I can officially do 26 REAL pushups. Which is about 25 more than I could 4 weeks ago. Alright Jillian, the B, you win. But I’m really not digging her whole theory on “if we make your shoulders big and manly like mine, then it’ll give the illusion of the thin waist…” Um no, I don’t want the illusion of the thin waist, I want the thin waist. And I don’t want my thin waist to be hiding underneath my linebacker shoulders, thankyouverymuch.
-2/3 of the way done w/ finals. Bam Bam. And 2/3′rds of my grades are all A’s baby. So all the tears and sweat and not seeing my friends and driving my husband crazy have been all worth it (others dealing with the CRAZE may not agree that it’s worth it)
-My summer starts on Thursday at 11am, and guess how I’m celebrating my sweet freedom? By working 3 12 hour shifts in a row at the hospital. Shoot me in the face. Remember when summer “vacation” actually existed and you got 3 months off of school and work and could just fart around all summer catching up on celebrity smut and working on your tan? I miss those days. I don’t think I’m cut out for this “work full time” thing. So something needs to change fast – aka I win the lottery and can really “work” on my job as a Real Housewife of Orange County. Still working on convincing my Sugar-Daddy that most of the country lives in debt, so when in Rome right?
-When the SCB and I went up to San Fran with his parents a couple months ago, I told him the ONLY thing I want in life… or in San Francisco, is a clam chowder bread bowl from Fisherman’s Wharf. Somehow that request got lost in the shuffle of fixing broken cars and dodging rain drops, so I didn’t get my goods. However! I picked up Progresso light clam chowder the other day and thoroughly enjoyed it 2 days in a row. The whole can, demolished in one sitting. Twice. And it was ah-mazing (although, not quite Fisherman’s Wharf style…). The beauty of that bad boy was that the whole can was only 200 cals… my dipping bread was almost more than that! But with that light fare, I don’t feel bad about eating 2 cans in 2 days (although my sodium level and blood pressure probably don’t appreciate the 200 calories as much as the rest of me does…)
-I’m really digging SoCal’s new sunshine, but my allergies are kickin’! So I’m sticking with my nose candy (mmm intranasal decongestants and steroids!) and trying not to sound like a smoker.
-The VOICE is on tonight! And instead of lamenting the loss of pretty Christina and oogling over cutie patootie Adam Levine, I’ll be making googly eyes over pharmacology. Blah.
-And since this post is a nothing post cuz I’m bored out of my mind (and really just trying to procrastinate hanging with Jill-Jill the B), I’ll leave you with a double chin and man hand. Now if that’s not a reason to go workout…
Off to slay 27 pushups. Bring it!
Random Ramblings
April 12th, 2011
-Thanks for all the encouragement about my funk. I’m feeling a lot better actually. Friday the SCB and I both had off together (the first time in a lonnnnng time!) and we spent all day on the couch, watching movies, cooking together, and doing… other things. Plus I told myself I had until Sunday to snap out of it, so now I’m forcing myself to be game face on. Back to the grind with studying and working out and eating healthy, etc.
-I’ve got my first test in Geriatrics today. Blah. I don’t like old people. With the exception of my Gramps and Grandpapa(papapapa…) and a small handful of cute oldies, I’m not a big fan. This is why I’m a pediatric nurse. I like my babies and kiddos. Plus I don’t mind changing a baby’s diaper or lifting a big toddler, but when I have to change a 85 year old’s diaper, or turn a 400lb person… yeah… again, why I’m a peds nurse.
-Yesterday it was warmer in Michigan than it was in California. Alright, MI you win that one. Still not enough to convince me to move back.
-Today I’m learning how to close wounds and drain abscesses. Gross, but cool. I’m also wearing my super cool safety goggles just so I can be the baddest chick there (actually the safety goggles are required… so there’ll be 10 bad chicks there). Basically that means I’m a walking hangover cure. I’ll start the iv and fluids on you, I’ll stitch up that “party” wound, and I’ll give you anti nausea pills. I’m the bomb dot com, and the reason why I should be invited to ALL your parties (or perhaps this is a desperate attempt to have friends…)
-Speaking of friends, we had a rip roaring good time at the girls brunch on Sunday. I must say though, I was pretty disappointed with the restaurant. I actually got to the BOTTOM of my bottomless mimosa! And it was empty for a good while before they refilled it. Bottomless = it’s always at least half full! But bottomless mimosas or not, the 7 of us had a great time. Everyone needs girl time. There are some things our man friends just don’t get.
-Random funny story: The SCB and I were on the beach Sunday for a lil photo shoot. I spent FOREVER trying to figure out what to wear, my whole closet strewn across my bed. So we finally go with the cute/casual look, and my Mister looked supa fly in his nice polo. We get to the beach and before ANY pictures were taken, a bird decides to use his face AND shirt AND undershirt as a toilet. Poor guy had bird poo ALL over him! The irony… I spend hours fussing with my outfit, only to have his outfit completely annihilated by bird shitake. Guess we won’t be using those as our Christmas pictures after all… I think that was God just laughing at my vanity. Har har har, jokes on you Kate (rather, joke’s on Merrick…)
-Ok… time to go learn about old people. Blech.
-Random fact of the day, courtesy of my Google page: The shallow champagne glass originated with Marie Antoinette, from wax molds made of her breasts. So next time you’re hitting the bottom of your bottomless mimosa, you can thank our dear friend Marie Antoinette (and you might as well eat some cake too, while we’re talking about Marie…)
And to not completely bore you with my random ramblings, I leave you with a picture. An OBG (oldie, but goodie): August 2007 when I’d just moved out to SoCal. We’re at the Padres game for my birthday. And yes, I proudly sport my Detroit Tigers apparel even though they weren’t playing (just like I wear my Detroit Pistons jersey at a Lakers game…) With me are my 2 favorite guys, my Pops and my mayyynnn… The only guy missing in this picture is mi hermano cuz he’s a pretty cool dude too.
Rules
March 22nd, 2011
I had the best jam sesh on my way to work Sunday morning, rocking out to Avril’s new beat (and no, I don’t follow Lent on Sundays… it adds up to 46 days if you count Sundays in the “40 days”). It was a good way to start my 4th 12 hr shift in a row. Somehow I made it through, nobody died and I only was a smidge cranky
So my coworker posed the question:
Are you a rule follower, rule maker or rule breaker?
I think in general I’m a rule follower. I’m not creative enough to make up my own rules and I’m not rebellious enough to break them. If the rule’s in place, I’ll usually follow it. I don’t drive in the HOV lane by myself, I (mostly) follow recipes, I’m not late to class, I do the zipper effect when letting in traffic. Those are all following the rules right? Of course it’s situational, if I think a rule is bunk then I won’t abide by it. But I asked Merrick, and he thinks I’m a rule breaker which surprised me. I don’t consider myself that much of a rebel (aside from my teenage years, sorry Mom!) and I understand most rules are in place for a reason. Of course he might think I’m a rule breaker cuz I don’t always listen to him, but that’s another story… The examples of my rebellious rule breaking side included speeding (guilty), telling hotels its our honeymoon to get a room upgrade (guilty again), and occasionally clocking out early of work when I’m done before 7.23pm (nope, never done that )
All those examples kinda shocked me cuz they clearly were not at the forefront of my mind. Maybe I deliberately “forget” all the rule breaking I do and therefore consider myself a rule abiding angel.
But I think I kinda like being a little more rebellious. And I think my Mister likes me a little more rebellious. Maybe it’s time to get a tattoo sleeve and dye my hair black and pink. Mmm feisty!
(actually, I don’t think I could do that… my Mamma put a rule that I can’t do those things and I can’t stay out past midnight, and I’m too much of a rule follower to go that crazy. Actually, maybe it’s just cuz I’m old and staying out past midnight baffles me anyway…)
Random Ramblings
October 19th, 2010
-Yesterday I was a stress ball at work but free pizza makes everything better! (Nope, I’m not counting it as fast food… in fact I don’t count the beach bonfire S’mores as chocolate either! )
-A friend gave me a BMI wheel and I’m having so much fun with it! I’ve been BMI’ing everyone! Tell me your weight and height and I’ll BMI you too! Just remember the importance of keeping it between 18-25.
-I went to grab cereal yesterday morning for breakfast and I opened our pantry to an ATTACK OF THE ANTS!!! So I screamed for the SCB who couldn’t hear me, and then figured I have to attack these suckers by myself, without the aide of my trusty dusty Pest-Control guy (that’s ok, I’m his Spider-Control guy…). I know the ants can’t do anything to me, but for some reason thousands of ants makes me more squeamish than anything. And we even got sprayed a couple weeks ago, but these suckers are back with a vengeance! Gross gross gross! Needless to say, the cereal box suffered the most collateral damage and took one for the team. Bummer too, cuz it was a new yummy box.
-Californians don’t know how to drive in the rain. And it’s been raining for 3 days straight. Hopefully we won’t have a repeat of last January. Usually I try to survive the rain by not leaving my house during these nasty rainy days, but unlike undergrad, I can’t exactly skip class in my Master’s program. Plus I think they’ll notice if 1 out of 12 people in my class is gone. Dang. So I’m braving the rain and braving the annoying drivers and a broken windshield wiper to be a dutiful student. Blah.
-Tonight is a LAKERS game. I hate the Lakers, but sporting events are always fun. Debating whether to brave the rain again and go out or stay in by myself (An evening by myself! Sounds heavenly!). And you can sure bet I’m not cheering for Kobe tonight. And I sure will be wearing my Pistons jersey!
-I’ve restarted Jillian Michael’s 30 Day Shred. I was inspired by my blog friend, Sweet Pea who’s been doing Jillian for a while now. I’m also inspired by my coworker who just ran the Long Beach Marathon on Sunday (and then worked a 12 hour shift on Monday! She’s crazy!). There’s a marathon in January near San Diego that I’m contemplating doing, but I don’t know if I can commit to it… I won’t know my schedule for school and I don’t think I can commit to training 3 months, running 2 hours a day. At least Jillian is only 25 minutes.
-Nothing like a warm bed and a warm boy on a cold morning that makes me want to stay in it all day! Can’t wait till Friday when we’re both off… although I’ll be on campus all day working on a project. I saw a really cute baby today and thought, “Why go through all this school biz? Let’s just get me one of those (babies).” And then I realized that was just my ovaries talking and I slapped some sense back into them.
And I’ll leave you with this, an OBG – Oldie But Goodie from our Honeymoon a year and a half ago. My hair was longer and darker and it was much sunnier times with NO RAIN! Did I mention I don’t like the rain? 
Random Ramblings
September 27th, 2010
Had my first day of class on Thursday, and it was long and it’s gonna be hard. Both classes got out early though, which was a nice little bonus.
Came home to a disaster of a home and the expectation that peeps be dropping by later that evening. So instead of cleaning up like a good Wifey/Hostess, I poured myself a tall glass of a big girl Arnold Palmer (aka iced tea and lemon vodka…. deeeelish!), ate some rice cakes and read some smut.
Then the birthday boy joined me before his birthday bash. So I poured him a big tall Arnold Palmer, gave him some rice cakes and waited for the Hus to come home from work. The party theme was “Facial hair and crazy hats” so all the guys had been growing some NASTY beards for the past couple weeks and finally trimmed for Thursday nights fiesta. I saw some pretty heinous facial hair… dirt staches and handlebars and pervo goatees.
We stayed out way too late (or maybe we didn’t stay out LATE ENOUGH… ever think of that one, eh? Eh? There is no spoon! (what movie’s THAT from?)…) and now that festering sore throat has turned into me being a full fledged sickie. So I didn’t work out Friday and didn’t get dressed all day, but had about 4 cups of tea and went through a box of Kleenex.
Had to be somewhat productive though cuz we redid our room – moved beds and desks, put together desks and computers and now I’ve got a nice little home office and finally a place to put all my junk (instead of my husband’s already junk filled desk…).
Made it through another Michigan football game on Saturday… although I took a little nappy to heal my throat. And speaking of healing my throat, my friend Nyquil isn’t working! Nyquil is my cure-all!
Still feeling like crap and sounding like a smoker. Hoping this little bug will be gone by Tuesday for class. And now my poor Mister isn’t feeling well. And there are pink stains on our pillowcases from cough drops melting in our mouths as we slept.
It’s about 100 degrees outside and in my apartment. It’s really difficult to study when I’m melting. And I’m finding grad school is difficult to study for anyway. I had to read 13 chapters for the first day of class… 450 pages. And ya know what, I READ it! Well… I read the summary at the end of every chapter, but that counts doesn’t it?
I haven’t quite found the balance of work/school/studying/husband/household responsibilities, so any words of wisdom would be appreciated. It’s different from undergrad where if I didn’t have time to cook or clean, I could have cereal for dinner and live in a dirty house . But now that I’ve got someone else depending on me, dinner still needs to be made, dishes to be washed and I’ve got another person who needs clean underwear. Plus I love being lazy and all of this requires WORK. Blah. Thankfully, my husband has totally stepped up to the plate and done more than his fair share of cooking and housework.
Today is the 7th anniversary of my Grandma D’s death. She was a beautiful, wonderful woman and I really miss her. I had a sad moment the other day thinking about her and how much she’s missed. I really missed her during all of our wedding planning. She would’ve loved that stuff and she really would’ve loved Merrick. But I know she’s smiling down on us today and everyday. And I know she does love my husband and she WAS there during all our wedding planning. I called my Grandpa D today just to tell him I was thinking of him and “I love you more!”… it’s our little game, who can tell the other one “I love you more” first. And I always let him think he said it first, or if he asks, “Hey I have something to tell you…” I pretend I don’t know what it is. My little Gramps is just as cute and chipper as always.
It’s days like these that I really wish I was closer to my family… maybe one day. Especially since it’s only 60 degrees in Michigan and 92 degrees here.
Anyway, gotta go work out and do some work without melting in the furnace that is my apartment. Say a prayer for my family today as we’re missing our beloved Grammy. And go love on the ones you love, hold them tight and tell them “I love you more!”
