I think he may have misplaced it.

All you have to do is be a girl and so many wonderful things will happen to you! You think I am kidding but I speak only the truth. I mean only a girl can take over an hour in the closet and still have nothing to wear. Only a girl can blame a rather bad day on the way her hair turned out. A girl can burst into tears at the drop of a hat and most people will not bat an eye. Only a girl can use these very really initials and have no further questions...P.M.S.!!! You see being a girl is so great!!!

From the time we are little girls we are told wonderful stories. These were full of prince's, princesses, castles, lost shoes, and white horses! I am not sure many boys out there even cared about the fairy tale's we loved. But girls? We soaked up every word from the first time we heard Cinderella. This has yet to stop even today. We flock to the movie theaters to see the latest version of an amazing love story Hollywood has come up with.

We are told that someday a wonderful man will come along and sweep us off our feet!!! That moment is what we are all living for!! OK not all...Some of us have already fallen head over heals for a Knight in Shining Armor! (I will not mention that in doing so it leaves one less for the rest of us! But that is fine I am sure he would have driven me over the edge by now anyway!)

After watching one of Hollywood's versions tonight I got to thinking. This is not always, actually is is rarely a good thing. But it happen none the less. I think "He" must have misplaced his broom!!! I am sure his mother taught him how to properly use a broom. He must know it used for "sweeping." So there is no other explanation for this lack of Knight in my life! He has misplaced his broom!! He is not only forgetful but I am sure his floors are in need of a good cleaning!

So I think I will take up stock in Brooms and sell them to the men of the world. Perhaps if they had one to remind them of the work they are supposed to be doing, more of it would get done!!

And I can make my millions!!!!

Just a little something I know.

Today while in Relief Society I was doing some soul searching. You night think I was not paying attention to the lesson and daydreaming about rainbows and ponies instead. However I was doing nothing of the sort. I was thinking about all the things I know about my Savior. Our lesson was on the life of Christ. That is something that we could all probably spend more time learning about and trying to replicate.

We were asked to think of our favorite story of his life and then share our feelings. One of my very favorite is the "Ye without sin cast the first stone." I love the way it makes me think before passing judgement. I know I am not perfect and will not come across a single person that is perfect. So because of that I owe those I come in contact the same respect I am hoping to get from them.

We also sang hymn 136 "I know that My Redeemer Lives." I love this hymn, it is by far one of my favorites. I was thinking of the truths testified of in that song and I had a hard time not letting the tears fall... Here are just some lines that spoke so loudly to me today.

I know that my Redeemer lives.
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives to bless me with his love.
He lives to plead for me above.
He lives my hungry soul to feed.
He lives to bless in time of need.
He lives to comfort me when faint.
He lives to hear my souls complaint.
He lives to silence all my fears.
He lives to wipe away my tears.
He lives to calm my troubles heart.
He lives my kind wise heavenly friend.
He lives and loves me to the end.
He lives to grant me daily breath.
He lives and I shall conquer death.
He lives my mansion to prepare.
He lives to bring me safely there.
He lives all glory to his name!
Oh sweet the joy this sentence gives: "I know that my Redeemer lives!!

He lives and he loves each of us! It brings me so much happiness and peace that I can say that with complete confidence!

They are brimming...

You know those days when it might have been better to just crawl back under the blankets and wait for the next 6:30 am to come around??? Well that was my day today. It was not all bad I did meet the sweetest little man that offered to reimburse me for making a phone call to his Dr office in New York. There were the darling newborns I got to look at while getting a sample of blood from their foot. These are cute little people and I often don't mind getting the blood drop by drop. That only means I get to look longer. There was a BBQ with some old friends and that is always fun!! Good Co-workers that are willing to help me come up with a solution. And people being willing to go with less sleep in order to help out!

But laying those things aside for a moment to take an inventory of the day...Pretty much was LAME! We were super slammed busy in IM , patients think you can not hear them talking about how long they are waiting, veins were staying as far from my needle as possible, People were sick, shifts needed to be covered, emails keep piling up, more and more things are still waiting for my attention, I tried to curl my hair it only looked worse...I could keep going but you get the idea.

Well the final straw hit late this evening. I got a call saying that yet another shift needed to be covered. I was not sure what to do and crying was not an option. So I went into work to see if I could work something out. And there in Microbiology right next to the incubator filled bodily fluids ready for Culture...I lost it!

I am not proud of this for one minute. However I will say this; the tears never left my eyes, they never hit my cheek or fell to the floor. But they were there and they were brimming! I know it was nothing to do with this particular shift that made me loose my mind. But rather ALL of it combined in a pretty little package! I just hope it comes with a pink bow next time!

Meltdowns can be tricky. They will sneak up on you. They give very little warning and have no respect for appropriate timing! So if they are going to happen to you make sure you are in a safe place! For me that safe place was in Micro next to the the Incubator!!! And the company I had while in Micro was the best I could have asked for! Even if they did have to witness the brimming! But please for the love of all that is good in the world: NEVER open the incubator when somebody is having a melt down! That has the potential to send the semi-unstable person straight to the BHU!

A rose by any other name...

William Shakespeare said a "A rose by any other name would smell as sweet." I agree with this statement with my whole heart! However I do not agree that this applies to all things in life. For instance lets go with the work "Walker" Maybe some things that came into your mind were along these lines...Babies learning to walk, Elderly people in need of a little assistance, a stick used on a hike and last but not least "Walker Texas Ranger."


If you think this is going to be a post about one the worlds greatest crime fighter...You my friend are wrong. I wish I was about to tell you of a strapping middle aged, but still rather attractive man who has taken a liking to me. But those sorts of things don't happen in my world. Lets be honest I am not all that heart broken about the middle aged part. I know I am getting old and all but not middle aged quite yet.

There is however is a short, hairy, older man that has taken a liking to me. He comes in to the lab far to often. Complete mug that could double as a swimming pool for baby ducks and his Walker! So that is what I call him. Walker. And let me just tell you he is no Walker Texas Ranger! He is not somebody I would ever care to spend more time with than totally necessary. I try to avoid him and pretend I am really busy when he does come in. But there are always those times that I am caught off guard. In these cases he will try to scare me. Or if I am really "lucky" he will get really close and say something along these lines: I love those scrubs darling, You look great today, I like the way you curled your hair. (If you need to go throw up and come back I can wait.)

OK first things first: Scrubs are not attractive. I mean if you think a tent is attractive then you may like them. But as a general rule they are never going to make the front page of the latest fashion magazine. And I am a creature of habit and therefore curl my hair the same everyday. Or sometimes I get really crazy and trow it into a wet bun!!! So if case I have not painted this picture good enough for you....I would never say I look my best at work!!!

Why is it that I always attract the really strange men in the world?? Perhaps I have an inflated opinion of myself. And rather than fight it just accept that I am a strange girl and that is the reason. This seems to be an ongoing problem in my life and I am not ready to accept my fate. So I will still coutinue the quest to find my own non-strange version of "Walker!"