tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102607362024-03-23T11:11:41.982-07:00MamalisciousI Blog;Therefore, I am....Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.comBlogger887125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-60141841035588176212015-03-23T04:38:00.000-07:002015-03-23T04:38:15.153-07:00Hellooooo?Hello! It's been awhile. The world of facebook, life as a nurse, mom, wife has taken my time up. I'm feeling the need to write again. Not sure if I remember how, but I will try. I couldn't for the life of me remember how to even log in...or post, so this shall be interesting. Life has been challenging the past few months, but I am taking it day by day. Will update in the next couple of days....
Is there anybody out there?Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-21373249859255766062012-10-19T16:47:00.000-07:002012-10-19T16:47:33.043-07:00Eyescapade<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiepeixEFCGcZwORLfH4x2K0LrqjaNdAbGMQXtReDPMuzclaKg8gHk4J1BVRfcjyem_SHe9LXxSSIIodjjsodzP9chFyL9AcvArOblxyfCawYDe_kDbcE17q4CYHtkK0yEzAiBNog/s1600/imagesCADNWHIS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiepeixEFCGcZwORLfH4x2K0LrqjaNdAbGMQXtReDPMuzclaKg8gHk4J1BVRfcjyem_SHe9LXxSSIIodjjsodzP9chFyL9AcvArOblxyfCawYDe_kDbcE17q4CYHtkK0yEzAiBNog/s1600/imagesCADNWHIS.jpg" /></a>I love a good deal. I'm always hunting to save money wherever I can. Yesterday while shopping for my contact lens solution(I am saving up for the eye surgery, not lasix but the new one) I saw an awesome deal for a contact lens solution. I read the box...and it said "clean and disinfect'. I bought the solution "Clear and Clean"(or clean and clear?) and was off. The first sign that this wasn't your run of the mill lens solution was the funky case it came with. I followed the directions and there was a voice in the back of my head that was wondering why you couldn't use a regular contact lens case with it. I reread the directions, and everything seemed kosher. Fast forward to 6 am the following day. I took my right lens out and did what I normally do with my solution, squirted some solution on the lens. I then placed it in my eye and for the love of god, I have never experienced such pain in my life. It felt like my eye was on fire, it was burning. I tried to take my contact lens out but my eye was instictively staying shut. "Help me!" I yelled in desperation. No response from my sleeping bear..I mean hubby, in the next room. Somehow I managed to get the lens out and immediately washed my eye in water. I had a few remnants of the "good stuff" left in my old bottle and used that to rinse out my lenses. My eye began to feel a bit better and I looked in the mirror and it was completely reddened.<br />
In the meantime I went into the bedroom and woke the sleeping bear from hibernation. "I burned my eye!" I stammered. "Huh?" he replied, half comatose. "What's for supper tonight?" he asked. My response to this question was not very ladylike so I won't share it online. <br />
I spent the whole day at work complaining to my lovely coworkers about this eyescapade.By the end of the day my eye feels way better. Lesson learned: don't be a cheapskate on certain items. Spending 50 cents more on an item is worth it sometimes.<br />
Hope everyone is fantabulous,<br />
JennyJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-53930826508090849532012-10-17T16:34:00.000-07:002012-10-17T16:34:40.367-07:0041 Reasons to Celebrate....This is a tad early...by 8 hours and 27 minutes but I am happy to be celebrating my birthday. Why am I happy?<br />
I'm 41, I've made it through another year without illness for myself, or my family. We have a beautiful home, I have a career I love and amazing friends and family.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>F:</strong></span><span style="font-size: small;"> F is for family and friends...I'm blessed beyond measure by both. F is also for fun, which I love to have a lot of, and f#$%& a word I happen to say to much of. Please don't judge me, I say it in the most lady like way.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>O: </strong></span><span style="font-size: small;">O is for old...am I old?? No way jose. I honestly believe that I am young. I may have had a couple of wrinkles sprout up in the past year and my back may slightly ache (this will hopefully be remedied by a new King sized mattress....helloooo!)but I still feel young at heart. O can also stand for overweight...ughh...grrrr....I'm still working on this. I've been eating clean and doing Spark People...I'm hoping a marathon is in my near future.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>U: </strong></span><span style="font-size: small;">U is for umbrella. I need to get myself a funky umbrella. I want a polka dotted or skull boned umbrella...the reason for the umbrella? We have been getting a huge amount of rain. I actually don't mind the rain. I find it comforting, in a weird way. We stay indoors, eat warm food and I love the sound of rain. U is also for unorthodox...I like to think I am this kind of gal. Not your cookie cutter kind of girl....</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>R:</strong></span><span style="font-size: small;">R is for realistic. Okay, realistically I won't be running a marathon in the near near future, but in the "maybe one year away" I'd like to do a 10 k...R is also for Romance. I'm a romantic at heart. I love pretty things, lovely poems...beautiful art. I also love, love...which I have an abundance in my life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>T:</strong></span><span style="font-size: small;">T is for truth. I respect and admire those people that are truthful in their lives and to others. I strongly dislike (not going to say the H word) those that are fake, or liars. Although this statement is kind of funny. Like who really is going to say, "I admire fake people and liars." Okay, T is for toblerone...I always love this chocolate at Christmas.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>Y:</strong></span><span style="font-size: small;">Y is for yesterday. I am not focusing on my past. I am only focusing on today...and of course the future. Those that say you can't focus on the future is not a working mom of 3 boys. If I don't somewhat plan ahead...disaster strikes...what will we eat for dinner??So I have no shame in admitting I like to look into the future. Am I wasting my days away wishing I wasn't in the present...hell no!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>O:</strong></span><span style="font-size: small;">O is for Ordinary. Who wants to be ordinary. Be extraordinary. Live on the edge...love the life you are living. What did Ghandi say? "Be the change you want to see in the world." Don't wait for life to become exciting, make it exciting...O is also for Oreo. I have a beautiful cat named Oreo Cookie Damstrom, and I love myself a good oreo cookie.(the reason for one of the O's from above...eek)</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>N:</strong></span><span style="font-size: small;">:N is for Nickleback. I saw them twice in concert years ago. They seem a little too commercialized for me. N is also for negativity. I can't stand negative people....lol. Is that statement itself positive? </span><br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">E:</span></strong> E is for emotional. Sometimes I have been known to be a tad bit emotional. I can easily burst into tears watching something on tv, or listening to a song. Sometimes even if the song makes me cry I still want to listen to it a few times afterwards?? E is also for exhausted...I have found that by working full time and coming home I am most often exhausted physically and sometimes emotionally. The woes of a working outside of the home mom....<br />
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And there you have it....<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">fourty one</span></strong>! Fourty one reasons to celebrate today(ahem tomorrow)....<br />
Life if great.....<br />
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JennyJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-37465447131137543022012-10-15T19:52:00.001-07:002012-10-15T19:52:36.412-07:00Guess who's Back....I'm back...and I'm fabulous. Well today I am. All is well in my world. My boys are chugging along with running club, vball, powerskating and hockey (no not all 3...I'd be exhausted!) Hubby is still up to the same ol, same ol...(and I'm not referring to me...hehe).<br />
I was in a deep funk for quite awhile and feel like for the time being the fog has lifted. Work has been going great. I'm fortunate to love the job I am doing, and continue to try and balance a life with full time work and being a busy mom. There really is no happy medium. I'm probably not as organized as I would like to be, and on most days except for Thursdays(when my cleaning lady friend comes over to clean) you will find my house in semi-chaos form. That doesn't matter though, does it? We are healthy, happy(except for Monday Mornings...I don't like Mondays) and are living a full life.<br />
Tomorrow I am going to make a couple of dinners for this upcoming week. My husband is good around the house...he is super clean and an amazing dad, but his cooking skills aren't all that shit hot...So I need to be more organized in the food department. I find when I come home from work the last thing I want to do is cook a dinner from scratch. So I will try and be prepared and get some dinners done for this week. On the agenda is a shephards pie, canneloni(from my new awesome Clean Recipe magazine) and a butter chicken. <br />
My life is about the same as when I left writing here. I haven't been exercising as much as I would like, but started up a few days ago. I either need more hours in the day, or to be more organized with my time...lol. I think the key to my life is organization. I have joined spark people and love it. For those that don't know about it, you record your food and exercise for the day. It calculates your calories eaten and calories burned. It also does a review of what foods you eat and where your short falls are. I eat too many carbs and never eat enough protein...ughh....I'm working on this, truly I am.<br />
Fall is my favourite time of the year. I love the briskness of the air and the colours of the foliage. It is also a reminder that Christmas is right around the corner....have you started shopping for Christmas? What are must buys for your family? What are you wanting to get?? I'd love some feedback.<br />
Anyhow, this was short, but hope to hear from some of my blogging buddies...<br />
Miss you all...<br />
JennyJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-31102350841682877552011-11-25T19:21:00.000-08:002011-11-25T20:52:00.454-08:00Broken<div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I6cdPeYJh0s&ob=av2e">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I6cdPeYJh0s&ob=av2e</a><br /><br />I'm not sure why, but this song is how I'm feeling today. Must be all the snow...wetness, slushy, dark. I drove back from a quick jaunt into town feeling sad and heavy hearted. I'm missing my dad. I feel like my life is going by so quick in front of my eyes and I can't say that I'm loving every minute of it. Maybe it's that I turned 40 and I'm having a mid life crisis. I don't know. I know there are many positive aspects of my life, but I miss our family and close friends. I'm sure if the sun starts to shine tomorrow I'll be proclaiming how fantastic my life is. Please bear with me and my rollercoaster of emotions!<br />In other news, my van wouldn't start this morning. Probably for the fact that it had a soaking wet battery from my swamp driving and I haven't started it in a couple of days. Shay and I went to use our handy dandy battery starter, but lo and behold, it wasn't charged. I am ashamed to say I said words that are not too fitting for a lady. I did manage to jump start the van using the truck and it seems to be running like a hot damn. Somewhere along the way I've lost the second set of truck keys, so that will be causing my hubby to share some very unladylike words with me.<br />It is my middle son's 12th birthday today. I was coming off of night shifts so I couldn't do too much celebrating, but I did make him a special breakfast of pancakes. Tonight he requested McYucky's for his birthday supper, so I obliged and am having the after effects of a gut bomb. Shite...clean eating wasn't happening today...more like on the dirty side of the plate.<br />I have 4 glorious days off and am loving them. I have so much housework to do around here. I swear we were on the verge of being nominated for the hoarder's show...thankfully, I will try and put a stop to this impending ballot.<br />Christmas is only 30 days away and I haven't bought one present! Holy Muther Effer...but...I don't feel too stressed. I have an idea of a few things to get the kids, but they have everything. I'm just looking forward to spending some quality time with the family.<br />Tonight I have some floors to wash and wine to drink. Hehe..who says alcohol and cleaning doesn't mix! I'm a true multi tasker. I am on night shift mode, so I am setting up a couple of playlists and will clean to the music.<br />I've been on the hunt for some new music these days. Feel free to leave a comment with any suggestions of some good music choices.<br />Have a fantastic evening... I leave you with this clip that seems to bring a smile even to the most sullenest of moods...<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tA0iLtT46fY">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tA0iLtT46fY</a><br />Stay warm!<br />~Jenny</div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-4656802307891790522011-11-24T01:00:00.000-08:002011-11-24T01:12:53.592-08:00Blizzardy DayWell life as I once knew it has changed dramatically in the past few months. I have gone from a stay at home mom with oodles of time and energy on my hands to a working mom with little or no energy. I am not complaining. Well, not at this moment.<br />My boys have had an adjustment period as well. I think my youngest especially. He's not used to not having his mom always at home for him,but we've made it work. My husband has had an adjustment period as well...for the exact same reasons as my youngest son. Some days I find myself infuriated with him, as he can come home from work at the same time as me, yet I am the one rushing around feeding the family and doing the errands...grrr...Oh well, I promised I wouldn't complain.(I'll save that for another post)<br />The weather outside is frightful today. On the way into work I started weaving through the road, and I'm sure I resembled Cruella Deville as I tried to miss sideswiping the vehicle in the lane next to me. That gave me the biggest adrenaline rush. To make matters worse I drove through the biggest puddle(lake) and by the time I got into the parking lot my van died. Of course I was stressed out. I said a little "911 prayer" and came back out to the van 10 minutes later and it started up with no issues. Thank you lord!<br />I have been busy in my free time doing the Bob Harper and Jillian Michaels work out dvds. These dvds are amazing. I'm hoping I stay focused so that come spring I will be ready to hit the pavement for some walk to run program. I'd like to try a spin class as well. I think that will keep me going for the winter. I have been trying to do the Eat Clean diet, but do find myself sometimes "cheating". My sugar intake has been minimal, which I am glad. I've done good with the carbs as well on the whole.<br />So where have I been? Between work, family, home..and facebook...I haven't been up to much else. I can kind of feel the winter blues coming up strong, so I need to make sure I do what I can to try and fight them off.<br />I hope everyone that reads this finds themselves well!!<br />Stay warm!<br />~JennyJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-59960696027326724282011-07-01T01:05:00.000-07:002011-07-01T01:41:25.572-07:00Walking for Facebook<div>Well here I am sitting in a deep pit of despair...or most likely feeling the hangover of the msg that I piggishly consumed 5 hours earlier. A proper nursing diagnosis might read: potential risk of abdominal dehiscence as evidenced by bloating due to the increased uptake of msg. Potential side effects may include: edema to the feet, hands(also called "snausages"), the Elvis'ism of the cheeks and necks, and dry mouth. So dry in fact that your tongue has made its home outside of your mouth in hopes of a droplet of anything moist!</div><div>I had myself one big old pity party tonight. First off I made the mistake of going down memory lane. Not just going down memory lane, but opening every door of memory I had of my dad and my last words I shared with them. I felt regret, guilt...you name it. The should haves, could haves and would haves were coming out of my mouth. If onlies were next..."if only I could just say goodbye..." Do I feel better now?? Not really. I just feel sad. I do know that life is what it is. There will be no more second chances, no more hugs or fond farewells, and I am okay with that, but the simple truth of this all is that I miss my dad and life sucks (big ol' donkey balls )sometimes. Plain and simple.</div><div>So after wallowing in my sadness I began to feel pretty pissed off with myself. I work my butt off at work...I don't saunter down the halls or down the stairs. I work hard. I go, go go. But...when I'm at home...I am slothlike in all of its glory. Normally comfortably fitting shirts have become Richard Simmons-like on me. I'm rocking out the look of the half shirts my friends. At first I was convinced that my dryer was shrinking my clothes but a closer look in the mirror (which was followed by a "holy muther effer who the hell is that" kind of shriek!) I realized that it was just my gutt growing..ughh... Seriously...I swear I'm the laziest person known to mankind right now. Tonight, instead of going to the basement to call my kids to bed, I sent my oldest a facebook message telling him to send him and his brothers upstairs so I could say goodnight. Frig...what have I become??(and did I really admit this to everyone??)</div><div>I lack motivation. If I could get an exercise bike that could power the computer..man I'd be in shape. I know that I NEED to start moving. I need to start eating better at home. I see some of the patients that come into the hospital and I don't want to become that person. I know that there are many people in this world that would love the gift of mobility. I am mobile, and don't treat it like it's a blessing. Things need to change.</div><div>So in my post msg hangover state that I'm in, I'm challenging myself to"Walking for Facebook". Every minute I walk will be a minute I can spend on the computer. This sounds quite difficult, drastic some may say,perhaps even impossible but I am doing this. (or will try doing this). I know my extra chins and gluteus gradiose will thank me in the long run. </div><div>Will anyone join me in this challenge?(and if you don't hear from me for a few days, you know things aren't going quite as I planned...)</div><div>~jenny</div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-52735640466475621172011-04-25T19:14:00.000-07:002011-04-25T19:51:14.846-07:00Seven<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrgDHl_BA_px-fN_Q9RseCWUVAG2XvMTQMDt0ti0jwc-yqyszMxufSnP20_Zd_xaqBUrdGqjfsNkz0c6diCpA0ceDdKRFsS1nXSNtMF-2w2BNYu13zRsT1iSs_5zaLKj438gD51A/s1600/images.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599710054320923282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrgDHl_BA_px-fN_Q9RseCWUVAG2XvMTQMDt0ti0jwc-yqyszMxufSnP20_Zd_xaqBUrdGqjfsNkz0c6diCpA0ceDdKRFsS1nXSNtMF-2w2BNYu13zRsT1iSs_5zaLKj438gD51A/s400/images.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Seven more Days!!! Woo-hoo!!</div><br /><br /><div>I hope everyone had a fantastic Easter weekend! I had to work Saturday and Sunday, but had a great day today with my family. It's special days like this that makes one grateful for what they have. We are so blessed. Our children are fantastic, my husband is the best man I've met. Not only is he friggen hot(because that does matter...lol)he is funny, loving, loyal and my best friend. He stands beside me through all the crap I have to deal with at times and he gets me through those times. I'm a lucky girl. I also have a fantastic family that loves me for who I am. I don't have to put up with any unnecessary bullshit from people. I swear some people like to try and drum up trouble and issues. This shows their own insecurities. We quite enjoy not having to deal with the crap.</div><br /><div>For Mother's Day my hubby made me the most beautiful book full of all of photos of me growing up. He painstakingly used his editing software to fix the photos. It is beautiful. I'll share the link in the next few days. It's nice that I have a special book to house all of the special photos...photos of my dad. I sure miss my dad. He also found some video of him and it brought some tears to our eyes. What a great man he was. I know that he's proud of me and our family. I thought about him this weekend and wondered how he felt when he met Jesus. Did he cry? Did he try to voice an opinion about the inadequacies of Heaven?? lol Whatever his reaction was I know that he is in good hands. </div><br /><div>This week is going to be a busy week for me. I have 1 day off before going to Vancouver, then Vegas....eeeek. I have a lot to do. When we get back we are in semi-reno mode. I'll share some paint swatch colours in the next couple of weeks. Woo-hoo....I love painting and decorating. We have started weeding our garden, got all the leaves burned and are getting our deck/yard ready for summer. The thing that sucks about having an acre of land is the work that goes along with it. Oh well...I should not complain. We are very fortunate to have the house and property we do. (and it is only an acre...cannot imagine the work involved with lots of land)</div><br /><div>Blog wise, I think it's time for a change. I'm going to try Wordpress. I have all of my old bloggy contacts, so when I switch over I'll contact everyone with my new address. Change is always good! </div><br /><div>Hope everyone is fantastic. Remember to love the life you are living....we only get one shot at it on Earth...make the moments matter!</div><br /><div>:)</div><br /><div>-Jenny</div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-26472106943190411492011-04-19T21:27:00.000-07:002011-04-19T21:28:56.703-07:00The Final Countdown...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidu_VwVB2HsQ_8RbcDJG4KUpNZm5z1_c57bYAbbt4AeFheWq1CN2tGjYAEOg7-tU2u7N7_7b6DAGeUKsWaeS8Gh94WNMiPE1GWAVJnUILV1S_63inImJp6mQxgagbKU2ctwcxcig/s1600/untitled.bmp"><img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597517962926334034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidu_VwVB2HsQ_8RbcDJG4KUpNZm5z1_c57bYAbbt4AeFheWq1CN2tGjYAEOg7-tU2u7N7_7b6DAGeUKsWaeS8Gh94WNMiPE1GWAVJnUILV1S_63inImJp6mQxgagbKU2ctwcxcig/s400/untitled.bmp" /></a><br />....so excited!!!Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-68929886809750403302011-04-16T00:04:00.000-07:002011-04-16T00:26:04.878-07:00Life is BeautifulI am so happy....I got a job at the hospital!! Yee-haw!! So I am now employed at two different facilities! This means I am going to be super busy the next few months, but I couldn't be more thrilled. My hubby thinks I am nuts that I am thrilled that I will be working my arse off,but it's a job I love! I am also doing a Mental Health College course that starts in May, so time is going to be very valuable for us. Plans have begun for our Disneyland vacation...and the countdown has begun for Vegas Baby!! The boys are doing amazing these days! Seamus and his two companions won first place in the Northwest Pacific Music festival for Woodwind trio. They did a minuet(not sure of the spelling) and it was beautiful. Not sure where he gets his talent from but we are so proud. Next month he leaves on a band trip to Richmond for the Nationals. He is so excited...I know they will kick some band ass! I have my official cap and gown ceremony at the end of May. I'm not sure who in my class is walking up, or if I'll be the only one, but I looking forward to it. The Damstrom cup has begun in our household. I'm not sure if I have explained it before, so excuse me if you have heard this before. Scott made a tin foil Stanley cup-like thingy....we put toonies and loonies in it for a few weeks. Near the end we add a few bills. Last year, we also threw in street hockey gear...goalie pads and a helmet. The goal is who chooses the winning Stanley Cup team. So...like I said, betting has begun. I'm not sure who is in the lead, but I will keep everyone informed. The boys are getting excited about the upcoming soccer season. Thankfully, Scott has amazing hours at his job...he works 3 days one week and 4 days the next, with every weekend off. So it looks like he will become the soccer parent this season. We are also looking forward to our Staycation here in Terrace for July. I will take a couple of weeks off and we will be doing camping, hiking and fishing. Not much is newsworthy. My life is where it should be. I am loving the life I am living. I am blessed beyond measure with a gorgeous man who loves me, and 3 healthy, happy and loving boys. I have family that love and respect me, who I treasure very much. What more could a girl want? Hope everyone is loving the life they are living.... :) ~JennyJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-45347012558587936752011-04-02T13:51:00.001-07:002011-04-02T14:02:08.258-07:00Vegas BabyWell it's been a looonnnnng time since I have updated. Life is going fantastically!! I passed my national exams, I have a job that I love and my family is doing great these days. My boys are growing up so quickly. I can't believe that my oldest will be turning 14 tomorrow. Scott just had a hernia repair, which is healing nicely. Other than his constant moanings (which earned him the nickname Moaning Mertle) he has been doing fine. We are heading to Vegas the beginning of May and are so excited!! I can't wait. We get to go with awesome company. My sisters from other misters and my brother in laws, plus Scott's cousin and her husband. It.is.gonna.rock!!! Vegas look out!! The countdown has officially begun. In November we are taking our family to Disneyland! I am so excited for this. We haven't told the kids and are trying to keep it as a surprise. Scott and I have already begun talking about our next travels, just him and I and it is going to be somewhere tropical. Especially after this winter. It was brutal. So next winter we are going to do a cheap 1 week getaway, just the two of us. Like I said Life is good. The weather has been fantastic. It's days like this that makes me grateful for living in beautiful BC. Hope all is well..... ~JennyJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-8955689393688423622010-12-16T23:21:00.000-08:002010-12-16T23:53:32.487-08:00Nurse Jenny<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitHQ-LaVCb3gCkZGdbWcbMy5wKz99LreCFFMiKALNVbU9TunmleVpNLSWpspZi9Fa6YRk4OaEyumqs7cVB8SPHg3cJQi3OeyS3z6VemofhQp0bv2W9xJ6vHkxbGGTKe3j111r2Gg/s1600/ist2_440905-nurse-s-hat-amp-stethoscope.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551548277273872498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitHQ-LaVCb3gCkZGdbWcbMy5wKz99LreCFFMiKALNVbU9TunmleVpNLSWpspZi9Fa6YRk4OaEyumqs7cVB8SPHg3cJQi3OeyS3z6VemofhQp0bv2W9xJ6vHkxbGGTKe3j111r2Gg/s400/ist2_440905-nurse-s-hat-amp-stethoscope.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ-FYRyyV45MUbFNaprjMQeJdy8nCP8nAsZotGQb-ZsfUpepOpAR_rNcT2tjoV5NlN7utZo6nKktkKOVvzGdgl4ZuQjmMKONSKxiDdk26noiwSVDCuGPsjGAmhLFpNxSF60cJGLA/s1600/2010_nursing_school_graduation_gift_button-p145591828022450815tmn2_400.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551548272227855890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ-FYRyyV45MUbFNaprjMQeJdy8nCP8nAsZotGQb-ZsfUpepOpAR_rNcT2tjoV5NlN7utZo6nKktkKOVvzGdgl4ZuQjmMKONSKxiDdk26noiwSVDCuGPsjGAmhLFpNxSF60cJGLA/s400/2010_nursing_school_graduation_gift_button-p145591828022450815tmn2_400.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>...has a nice ring, if I don't say so myself!</div><div>I have wanted to be a nurse for so many years and I no longer am the student nurse. I still have one more national test to do,but technically speaking, I could practise under an interim license. </div><div>Today was a melancholy day for me. I'm not sure why. I spent this past year not having much time to do anything for myself and always planning for the next day. Those days are gone. Alot of my thoughts revolved around the realization that I did, in fact, go for my dream. This makes me kind of teary eyed. Not that I went for my dream but the fact that my dad dying was the real kick in my ass that I needed to go and get to my goal. After his death I realized I couldn't wait for tomorrows, because as the ol' Garth Brooke song goes, "if tomorrow never comes...". </div><div>I did tell Scott that I was slightly disappointed(and only slightly..hehe) that there were no trumpets blaring or champagne popping, but he reminded me that the night of January 12th will be of the full fanfare(when me and my fellow gals have finished writing the nationals!). Tomorrow night we are having a quiet celebration, Scott, my mom, the boys and a couple of bottles of our favourite wine(not sure what they are having...haha)...okay maybe not so quiet!!!</div><div>So on to my next goal. It's a doozey folks. I know that I can accomplish most anything that I put my mind to and this next one is going to take some extreme effort.</div><div>After a year of the widening of the hips and girth of the gut, I am going to do the "Fit by 40". This time I am making it work. Why is it different this time?? Because I believe in myself and know that I can accomplish anything I put my mind to.</div><div>This past year was not only about finishing school. It was learning about myself. It was finding out what an amazing group of people I have supporting me. I am blessed with a husband that is loyal, loving, devoted and just plain amazing.(today he is...tomorrow I might be having a major hate on for him...hehe) My children are very adaptable to change. My mom, mother in law and inlaws all went out of there way to help our family out. My friends are fantastic. Not only are they understanding that I basically have had little or nothing to do with them for a year, but they have still encouraged me and listened to me over they phone when I needed to vent or cry. My friend Tanya and I learned so much about each other over this past year. We reconnected and regained a strong and true friendship that will continue to grow and flourish( that might have something to do with giggle fits and incessant chatter over shit, body parts and perhaps the odd dementia patient.) I learned that I am worthy. There were many tears shed, many power prayer sessions that I held in the shower(and truly every time I shower I do say "Thank You Jesus for this hot water and begin my ramble)and many moments of frustration. But with these moments came moments of accomplishment, not only for me but for my family. For example, watching my children became quite eager to make lunches, sweep the floor and make sure the kitchen was tidy, so mommy didn't have to worry about that. Tonight I cried when Gavin came to me and said, "Mommy...so it's true right?? You are a nurse?? Wow...I guess I really feel safe knowing that I have a nurse as a mom to look over me when I am sick!"</div><div>But really all I wanted to say was</div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>HELL YEAH I'M a NURSE!!</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Remember people</span>..."to infinity and beyond reach for the stars!"</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:100%;">G'night</span></div><div><span style="font-size:100%;">~Jenny</span></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-26532876201918500112010-11-25T19:32:00.000-08:002010-11-25T19:48:02.876-08:00Cheater Cheater Pumpkin Eater<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMF80UghSIa6SYoFrwBvYel1OVjpSY9n8FtYQ6NIZ4u_winI1JLVDPWqppL9h0O8WzYV1Bx4brPd7dbJ5iD_Yrw14fWCV5_MIAyIqRO_ZBgAM6JhvzGSAcDVjTxaXv8OBF9Gdsg/s1600/048+%25285%2529.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543697834899328162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMF80UghSIa6SYoFrwBvYel1OVjpSY9n8FtYQ6NIZ4u_winI1JLVDPWqppL9h0O8WzYV1Bx4brPd7dbJ5iD_Yrw14fWCV5_MIAyIqRO_ZBgAM6JhvzGSAcDVjTxaXv8OBF9Gdsg/s400/048+%25285%2529.JPG" /></a><br /><div>So Gavin pipes up in the van that his teacher," let them do something cool"...</div><br /><div>"What did she let you guys do?" I asked.</div><br /><div>"We got to mark our own math test!" He exclaimed.</div><br /><div>"Really? That's great."I responded.</div><br /><div>"And the great thing is mom....I really,REALLY, really wanted to cheat, but I decided that wasn't the best thing to do! Isn't that cool?" he smiled.</div><br /><div>"It sure is" I answered laughing.</div><br /><div>So I'm proud to say my boy has a conscience!!</div><div> </div><div>Later on, on the way back from hockey we had the following conversation.</div><div>"Gavin, what do you want Santa to bring you this year? I asked.</div><div>"Umm...not sure....I have a few things on the list, I'm trying to narrow it down."he replied.</div><div>"Well...what's the top things on your list?" I asked.</div><div>"Hmm.....a cellphone." he responded nonchalantly.</div><div>"A cellphone. Umm...Santa is not going to bring a seven year old a cell phone!" I stammered. (long gone are the days of trucks and games)</div><div>"Why not?" he asked.</div><div>"Well it's just not the type of thing Santa or mommy would like you to have!" I answered.</div><div>"Besides mom, sooner or later the big guy is gonna have to start keeping up with the times!" he smiled.</div><div>"And where did you hear such a phrase as that?I asked trying not to laugh.</div><div>"I heard it on family channel!" he smirked.</div><div> </div><div>And just for the record Santa will not be bringing this seven year old a cellphone. </div><div>Oy!!</div><div>Hope everyone is warm and happy tonight!</div><div>~Jenny</div><div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-26369483161480076392010-11-25T00:27:00.000-08:002010-11-25T01:05:34.484-08:00Where to begin??<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1BK9_r6GwciXGSOWw83WZVvCCqfcjKqEocqxz9DrL6aREASXhLGgXqWzW8UyDV7knh96tO5678Z-SRbq2K6gnIpK5zlK6eaFs-cIXXL35q71naWNL6bbj9HMjrMUsLq_68c-gRw/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543409355073358386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1BK9_r6GwciXGSOWw83WZVvCCqfcjKqEocqxz9DrL6aREASXhLGgXqWzW8UyDV7knh96tO5678Z-SRbq2K6gnIpK5zlK6eaFs-cIXXL35q71naWNL6bbj9HMjrMUsLq_68c-gRw/s400/026.JPG" /></a><br />My oldest son and I...(no he doesn't normally dress up like a waiter in a fine dining establishment...his band class was performing a concert)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Z45dqnFb9CXHCCgdkdT86OvO1n1x-xC7R_QHRJJVsGj_ANhOXFb853Yp_raHmgLn6NL035ZQOeTw2owOoQ275_F9avCYnS9JXKLzhrCap3SmIiIlBBCIUF02VGI13nvJFZJ8cQ/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543409348891124546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Z45dqnFb9CXHCCgdkdT86OvO1n1x-xC7R_QHRJJVsGj_ANhOXFb853Yp_raHmgLn6NL035ZQOeTw2owOoQ275_F9avCYnS9JXKLzhrCap3SmIiIlBBCIUF02VGI13nvJFZJ8cQ/s400/020.JPG" /></a><br /> The 3 amigos<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQkeUVBDtIrY4Br4fjc-FPK2-_LQj9HgUq9INHD_RqbJaQlpdHSis2nVeV9u44UFJNNKuL5KLRfO8CmMEA0MwLFLWeFRiF4d836vCNCBlyIAQDPJjbqExKBkOW_QZ1q4MV3wRk0g/s1600/016+%25283%2529.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543409338487809106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQkeUVBDtIrY4Br4fjc-FPK2-_LQj9HgUq9INHD_RqbJaQlpdHSis2nVeV9u44UFJNNKuL5KLRfO8CmMEA0MwLFLWeFRiF4d836vCNCBlyIAQDPJjbqExKBkOW_QZ1q4MV3wRk0g/s400/016+%25283%2529.JPG" /></a><br />I love this pic of my boys!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbcchNRvLHq-VQEmn46q9UWCBmnwXL-Fmr2SsEiQ05gP0GGgc9VxU5US-8CXNPVDTGF7SdAh6bbyUzTuo9X_a1aWjfZ1PP6yewFThtjTuA-fdZuWNao4VHQhTfzn4E63n5nNn8Q/s1600/019.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543409336695310994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbcchNRvLHq-VQEmn46q9UWCBmnwXL-Fmr2SsEiQ05gP0GGgc9VxU5US-8CXNPVDTGF7SdAh6bbyUzTuo9X_a1aWjfZ1PP6yewFThtjTuA-fdZuWNao4VHQhTfzn4E63n5nNn8Q/s400/019.JPG" /></a><br /><div> hehehe...and this one of us!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHtxXu4DAMg36RACeyOAqZjqvtMAr026jQwuBwP2x3RW5d_wK5kYPHUVNbm3yYqiDW1ZmbZE72BjME-lnMXcHdivJ0SPZC7BAok4ExVSPZNNQ_-cBeOIbIlXN65YJcMbQR-Bfsxg/s1600/001+%25283%2529.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 385px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543409326739752834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHtxXu4DAMg36RACeyOAqZjqvtMAr026jQwuBwP2x3RW5d_wK5kYPHUVNbm3yYqiDW1ZmbZE72BjME-lnMXcHdivJ0SPZC7BAok4ExVSPZNNQ_-cBeOIbIlXN65YJcMbQR-Bfsxg/s400/001+%25283%2529.JPG" /></a><br />This is not the most flattering pic,but it is what it is...lol</div><div>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /></div><div>I've come to this blog many times in the past few months, but couldn't find words or the energy to try and find the words to fill the page. So here I sit...I'm not sure how I can summarize a few months into a few lines. I think one of the reasons I never kept up with this blog is that in some strange way it reminds me of my dad: times when I needed to pull out a post and he'd do something foolish and I could just tell the story here. </div><div><br /></div><div>Currently I am in my preceptorship at the hospital. I can't go into details about specifics, as per hospital policy but I am very lucky to have a wonderful preceptor. I will be officially done December 15th, and am licensed to work December 24th. It was quite the year, but I managed to pull through. I do have the best family ever. They are so adjustable and my hubby did step up to the plate to help me get through this grueling course. I have one more test to write in January...the biggy. Nationals! I wish I could tell everyone that I am busily preparing myself for this test, but....well...I'm not. I'm savouring the moments when I don't have to worry about doing much but go to work. It's a much needed break.</div><div> </div><div>And now the question I get from most everyone: Do you like nursing?? Honestly...when I first started the program and was doing Long Term I didn't like it. There was a week where I questioned whether this was what I had thought it was going to be. But....as soon as I started doing the role of an LPN...there was no looking back. I'm extremely happy that I made this career choice. There are so many dynamics to this job. I have different directions I could go to in regards to my career path. I love the people. It is the most rewarding career and I'm so grateful that I have been able to get here.</div><div> </div><div>My family is doing great. The boys are growing like weeds. My oldest is officially taller than me. They spent the summer with their grandparents and aunts and uncles in the East Kootenays and they still talk about that experience. School is going great for everyone. I'm so proud of them. Gavin is still loving playing hockey. And Scott...well...he is still his gorgeous, sometimes anal retentive, but loving self. </div><div> </div><div>In other words...my life is great. Tonight it is snowing. I don't like winter, but the snow always makes me smile. It reminds me of going tobaganning, skiing, having snowball fights and laying on the ground and catching snowflakes with my tongue. Winter bliss!</div><div> </div><div>Christmas is just around the corner and I'm not the least big organized. I'm not worried. This Christmas I don't want to buy into the rat race. I want to drink hot chocolate, eat cookies, build snowmen, drink too much wine, and sing cheesey Christmas song with my kids. That's the spirit of the holidays!</div><div> </div><div>I promise I will not be a stranger. Gavinisms will be back and I leave you with one tonight:</div><div>"Mom I have to tell you something INCREDIBLE......Shay is growing hair outta his arm pits!"and he said this big wide eyes and in pure amazement!</div><div>I still think of him saying this and I start to giggle!!</div><div> </div><div>Ciao folks!</div><div>~Jenny</div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-42950279503017941072010-06-20T00:21:00.000-07:002010-06-20T00:29:39.811-07:00Happy Father's Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8LZWNTvN0zNUfFCyNFfTsCg79zyej9ZFW0cHuS3W1KuHEmgGrAv6rbvjkPpKjLMJx07wZh6ijitF6GYQjQi2hxpTKTdWMHB7PYOiEKzKrxE840WD9Pm3G3P5p_jdy1DPcfjzVrQ/s1600/111.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484754462948748818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8LZWNTvN0zNUfFCyNFfTsCg79zyej9ZFW0cHuS3W1KuHEmgGrAv6rbvjkPpKjLMJx07wZh6ijitF6GYQjQi2hxpTKTdWMHB7PYOiEKzKrxE840WD9Pm3G3P5p_jdy1DPcfjzVrQ/s400/111.jpg" /></a><br /><div>The sky has become your deep blue sea,</div><div>The clouds have become your shore.</div><div>And there, for all eternity,</div><div>You sit with friends galore.</div><div>Each angel was a fisherman</div><div>Who has traded in his pole,</div><div>For golden wings and a game plan,</div><div>At Heaven's Fishing Hole.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-36036906454633506732010-04-26T21:21:00.000-07:002010-04-26T21:36:34.258-07:00Is There Anyone Out There???<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQFVGPufH3THgjGawTRK1Jhoovx-CPMUL55RQDnMmIvmLsoC5NGzqubZdlqK44kYgfi2dGWOFztA0qhf8Y7qRTxM0EfXUudb48IQ-VjbsJQMdKx7tyJiptt6_kcCu2ShxdOO8OTw/s1600/se103.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 325px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464671372318771122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQFVGPufH3THgjGawTRK1Jhoovx-CPMUL55RQDnMmIvmLsoC5NGzqubZdlqK44kYgfi2dGWOFztA0qhf8Y7qRTxM0EfXUudb48IQ-VjbsJQMdKx7tyJiptt6_kcCu2ShxdOO8OTw/s400/se103.jpg" /></a><br />My 13 year old!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxgJFG3gnjdYNxiW3Bqr8p-DD4-iBPWq9KDIMj-Ty5s3Tcy6idYOFeoF6iKd3hfoW9dwkucSMx0I_c-MI1qlxpX5W3SnaLHrG-jXLkMwatllayzv1uA9RpKpqPE1k576tu8pwDiA/s1600/se3.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464671360540775234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxgJFG3gnjdYNxiW3Bqr8p-DD4-iBPWq9KDIMj-Ty5s3Tcy6idYOFeoF6iKd3hfoW9dwkucSMx0I_c-MI1qlxpX5W3SnaLHrG-jXLkMwatllayzv1uA9RpKpqPE1k576tu8pwDiA/s400/se3.jpg" /></a><br />Seamus as a baby...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyg5oUl0SeBmH6pMSSk3c4t7_RSq4G5UJGjxTIa3rMJw5pY1Vn4EjEd8YbX0EWTBX_fbaureWsabpeAxxFvrirqY_oI5ynHzJJEnICQiOKSuDjCUjqxeJiYdJwp59N1FqyBUOqwg/s1600/se68.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464671354037782050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyg5oUl0SeBmH6pMSSk3c4t7_RSq4G5UJGjxTIa3rMJw5pY1Vn4EjEd8YbX0EWTBX_fbaureWsabpeAxxFvrirqY_oI5ynHzJJEnICQiOKSuDjCUjqxeJiYdJwp59N1FqyBUOqwg/s400/se68.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>It took me 4 attempts to log in....oy...you know it's been far too long!!</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Life is going good for me. I have a few extra moments tonight so I thought I'd give the two people that still read this a quick update!</div><br /><br /><br /><div>I am currently in the second semester of the LPN program....Hell Yeah!! The first semester was brutal and very time consuming, but I got through...and with flying colours. I was very impressed with my grades. At the end I did the practicum and was equally impressed by my evaluation that my instructor had for me!! Sometimes it seems surreal...that I'm actually doing this. There were times in the first practicum that I was questioning why I was doing this...and I can't go into details except they involved poop and gross smells! Alas, I managed to find some vicks that does wonders when placed in the nostrils...goodbye smells!! Hallelujah!!</div><br /><br /><br /><div>We've only completed our first week of semester 2,but I'm loving it. I can't wait to learn our injections, wound care and I'm really enjoying Pharmacology! </div><br /><br /><br /><div>The kids are doing awesome these days. All seem to be chugging along. Seamus is officially a teenager...can't believe that. Time flies by way too quickly. We've been spending a lot of time going for walks, and biking. It's been fun. I think the boys will be going to the East Koots for the summer...I still don't know how I'm going to handle this. I know it will be better for them to actually have a fun summer, rather than stay at home while I'm in school every day. This will be tough to have them away for so long!!</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Scott has managed to dig up the gardens so we need to pick up some good plants/flowers for this year. I love spring/summer!!! I went for my first run the other day...and just about died. Oh well, I need to get back in shape. Otherwise this nursing job will be way too tough on the body!!</div><br /><br /><br /><div>I don't have too much to report. My life revolves around school, kids and my darling husband. He is pretty special. He's taken over so much the past 3 months just to ensure my school life runs smoothly. He's the best!</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Anyhow...pretty boring update!! Hope everyone is doing fine these days!! </div><br /><br /><br /><div>:)</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Jenny</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-84871131722103301002010-02-20T11:04:00.000-08:002010-02-20T12:29:33.049-08:00What the Heck is my Password?<div>It's been so long I could barely remember how to sign in.</div><br /><div>All is well in my life. Busy, but well. I'm loving the nursing program. Some courses I love, and do better than the others. My first two anatomy quizzes I bombed (69%, and 68%)so I was pretty disheartened. I was wondering what kind of nurse I'd be if I didn't know the anatomy of a body. However, I changed some of my studying techniques(ie...escaping to the library to study....a quiet environment) and on my quiz yesterday I got 86%! Hell yeah. It felt good. I needed this to bring my grade up and my morale. All of the other classes I'm doing great in. We have started every Monday going to TerraceView Lodge for a clinical practise. I'm extremely nervous for this Monday as I'll be taking care of my client on my own....oy...</div><br /><div>The family is doing well. They seem to be adjusting to this crazy schedule of mine. Scott is extremely helpful. I have gone apeshit on him for no apparent reason on a couple of occasions as well as giving him the ol' ugly cry. He's been awesome at doing most of the things around the house. He still leaves the toilets for me...nice guy that he is!!LOL</div><br /><div>The boys are doing great! Seamus is super tall. He'll be turning 13 in April! He had to do a project for school on his life and it was emotional to travel down memory lane with him. Life goes by so quick!! One minute you're holding a baby in your arm and the next they are starting the van for you!! He's busy with school and Scouts. Last weekend he went to an outdoor campout and spent the night in a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quinzhee">quinzhee</a>. They built the quinzhees themselves and he said it was fun, "exept whenever he rolled over the snow from the roof would fall on him!"...So he came home wet and tired. Last night he went to a youth group function called a "lock in"....the kids stayed up from 8pm-7am. So needless to say, he's still sleeping!LOL</div><br /><div>Jonas is up to his sarcastic little self. He always makes me laugh. I had to take him to the doctor a couple of weeks ago. He was the last patient in and we waited....FOREVER to see the doctor. We were finally moved to a room where we still continued to wait. I made up a song for us about a doctor named "yertle the turtle" and how slow he was. Finally the doctor came in the room(and he honestly looked like:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPFZoEwgWJ6pkCYU7jvrB1XYNnWj_2ndvuFysZIMmHj-FfgHl0GafWXDpZrLad4sUPYhUgWD7njHMuCHTErM_j6wnHopJwskkzlOQ7J6ct8vY5Oh7JCSFWIckmVspKX-GRgFbYwQ/s1600-h/20780-Clipart-Illustration-Of-A-Cute-Senior-Tortoise-Turtle-Wearing-Glasses-And-Strolling-With-A-Cane.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440422248149002226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPFZoEwgWJ6pkCYU7jvrB1XYNnWj_2ndvuFysZIMmHj-FfgHl0GafWXDpZrLad4sUPYhUgWD7njHMuCHTErM_j6wnHopJwskkzlOQ7J6ct8vY5Oh7JCSFWIckmVspKX-GRgFbYwQ/s400/20780-Clipart-Illustration-Of-A-Cute-Senior-Tortoise-Turtle-Wearing-Glasses-And-Strolling-With-A-Cane.jpg" /></a></div><div> </div><div>Both Jonas and I were trying not to laugh and the doctor said, "I was going as fast as I could, "and then had to leave the room and Jonas quipped, "I'd hate to see if he was going slow". We both started laughing and couldn't stop.</div><div>He's keeping himself busy with cubs and school. He got a new skateboard for Christmas from his Auntie so he's itching to go out on that.</div><div>Gavin is busy with hockey and skating. We are having to monitor how much wii time he does, because he'd spend the whole day on the wii if we let him! He's doing awesome in school,but told me yesterday that he misses me being home when they get home. That makes me feel sad. I forget sometimes how little he is and I feel guilty that in grade one his brothers had me home when they got home and now he doesn't. He asked when school was done if I'd be home then and I said I was going to be working sometimes and he got a funny look on his face. Lots of changes for this family, but I'll have to see how much of me working this family can take.</div><div>I haven't been exercising much. I'm going to try and start that sometime...LOL...I have lost 11 pounds,but it's because I have been eating relatively healthy when I'm at school. There's a lot of time on the ass (or rather gluteus maximus) so there's a huge potential for future expansion there, so I must be cautious!</div><div>This weekend I'm studying for a healing midterm, doing my nursing care plan for my patient on Monday, researching articles for a research topic, and starting 2 more projects. No time for rest...and on that note, I bid you a happy weekend!!!</div><div>Hope everyone is well!</div><div>:)</div><div>Jenny</div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-43294415372515840702010-01-07T07:25:00.000-08:002010-01-07T07:27:27.346-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGTQ8CIxIjxqdFYgn77dfJRLN-_MzvYOhY-5OBojzT0Pm9povfxwhEU4jgOkzJ4ONMLExkKMuvpqU-IEE6ZmwvyvnyFlKhqq-G8g-wxWlantQ3ZwBh3YrocCKvBQPC0kaP-r1BcA/s1600-h/Alive_and_Well_logo_rgb.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424019672431813554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGTQ8CIxIjxqdFYgn77dfJRLN-_MzvYOhY-5OBojzT0Pm9povfxwhEU4jgOkzJ4ONMLExkKMuvpqU-IEE6ZmwvyvnyFlKhqq-G8g-wxWlantQ3ZwBh3YrocCKvBQPC0kaP-r1BcA/s400/Alive_and_Well_logo_rgb.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Update to follow this weekend.....busy busy and loving it...:)<br />Happy 2010 to all of you...<br />~JennyJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-50713278244573548682009-12-10T08:13:00.000-08:002009-12-10T08:14:52.980-08:00Gavin-IsmsGavin's comment when he saw the counterful of cookies first thing in the morning:<br /><br />"Mom, I just died and went to cookie heaven."<br /><br />I guess it was a productive cookie making night!<br /><br />~JennyJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-17932561287319644062009-12-10T00:24:00.000-08:002009-12-10T00:38:16.949-08:00Honesty SchmonestyToday we registered for our courses and got our time table. There are 7 courses..in the first semester. I've been plugging along with one measley Biology course for the past 7 months. I began to have a semi-private panic attack.<br />"What if I don't do well?"...."What if I can't manage?" "I don't want major changes!"<br />I was slightly bothered. I am slightly bothered and scared.<br />I was just sitting at the computer waiting for my cookies to bake and then it came to me, "What if they don't need me?"<br />I think this is the big ticket here.<br />I've been a SAHM for my kids whole life. I know that I'm the center of this household. I go above and beyond for my kids and my husband, not because I have to, but because I want to. I like our special moments as a family. I love that I make everyone's lunches and write them happy faces on their oranges.<br />But...what if they don't need me?<br />At the end of next year, maybe I won't be that important to them? Maybe they won't need me.<br />I know it sounds silly. I know it's mommy guilt. I just want to be needed by my boys and my husband because they complete me.<br />I'm sure someone will send me a message about me having to complete myself, but truly, I like that we are all pieces to this family puzzle that connects and fits together perfectly.<br />I just don't want to break any pieces of this puzzle.<br />~JennyJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-60453209123999098102009-12-05T16:17:00.001-08:002009-12-05T16:17:41.450-08:00Happy Christmas<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p><object height='350' width='425'><param value='http://youtube.com/v/yce0vnw7Oy0' name='movie'/><embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/yce0vnw7Oy0'/></object></p><p>My dad would dedicate this song at every CAW Christmas dance. So this year I dedicate this to all of you!<br /><br /></p></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-76046353336171833602009-12-05T14:20:00.001-08:002009-12-05T14:34:34.297-08:00Top Ten Reasons You Know You Need More Sleep...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGsDuEw_O5ZdFX1roKdb3oG_Rf8mjbfUczaRs2Cfa-IQWR_GBUxDGi1YdCwjihZ5Ph1JzZY_VocgtRCuU7ph9OYaI9-iebezRSnGT8-HEqNCXStpH6JsCAjf_33CXG9t0E6jw5w/s1600-h/tired_woman.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 303px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411883882139815810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGsDuEw_O5ZdFX1roKdb3oG_Rf8mjbfUczaRs2Cfa-IQWR_GBUxDGi1YdCwjihZ5Ph1JzZY_VocgtRCuU7ph9OYaI9-iebezRSnGT8-HEqNCXStpH6JsCAjf_33CXG9t0E6jw5w/s400/tired_woman.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>10. You went to bed the same time your hubby was getting up for work.<br /></div><div>9. Your contacts were bothering you, giving you blurred vision and you tried for 12 minutes to take them out. The only problem was you weren't wearing contact lenses.<br /></div><div>8. You had a 2 minute snooze on the toilet and even produced a quick dream sequence.<br /></div><div>7. You caught a reflection of yourself in the mirror and gasped in shock at the picture of death staring back at you.<br /></div><div>6. You put the milk away in the pantry and the box of shreddies in the fridge.<br /></div><div>5. You tried not once, not twice, but three times to put a pair of your 10 year old boots on this morning.<br /></div><div>4. You are capable of zoning out 8 screaming, rambunctious 10 year old boys.<br /></div><div>3. The alarm blared for 1 hour before it woke you up.<br /></div><div>2. You started a conversation with a Save on More employee and was slightly annoyed that he wasn't responding, when you realized you were talking to a cardboard cutout.<br /></div><div>And the number one reason you know you need more sleep....<br /></div><div>10. You were driving down Lakelse ave and saw an erratic idiot driver driving down the same side of the road as you. You were about to give the finger and then realized you were the erratic, idiot driver driving down the wrong side of the road.</div><div> </div><div>It's going to be a long day!</div><div> </div><div>~Jenny</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-17343084794519366202009-12-05T01:04:00.000-08:002009-12-05T01:37:29.953-08:00Do Your Ears Hang Low?Do they wobble to and fro,<br />Can you tie them in a knot,<br />Can you tie them in a bow,<br />Can you throw them over your shoulder<br />Like a continental soldier<br />Do your ears hang low??<br /><br />Just wanted to throw out that song so it will be stuck with you for the rest of the day.<br />Aren't I nice?<br />Can you tell that this post will have no rhyme, shape or reason. I'm waiting for a cake to cool. Note the time. 1 am and I'm going to decorate a birthday cake. The problem is I napped this afternoon for 3.5 hours and now I find myself unable to sleep. This, I'm sure, will pose a problem at 7:45am tomorrow. Thankfully, Gavin's hockey has been rescheduled for 10:30 so I have a little bit of lying in bed and complaining time.<br />My life is super busy these days. I could complain about it,but I won't. I'll spare you my pity party. Today on my way to Kitimat I had some much needed time for reflection. You know the kind of time where a song comes on the cd player and you break out into an ugly cry that turns into a good cry....yeah, that kind of reflection.<br />All is good. I'm thankful I'm busy. I'm grateful that by being busy means I'll working towards a goal. In 30 days I will be starting the LPN course and I'm sure busy will bring on a new meaning. I'm still struggling with some mommy guilt. I hope that our household doesn't fall into complete chaos with me being so busy. I love doing the extra stuff I do for my family. I don't want to let any of that go,but I know things will have to be rearranged.<br />And now a quick update:<br />Seamus is getting so tall it's scary. He doesn't look like any kid of mine...tall and lean..not at all heffalumpish like his momma. He's into all the things I'm not...LOL. He loves current events, social studies, geography, and history...He was talking about some Abdullah Abdullah guy yesterday and I thought, "shit, this kid knows more about what's going on than I do..."...and my intellectual remark to my son on this guy was, "what the heck...he's got the same first and last name. We should have called you Damstrom Damstrom"<br />I guess it doesn't help that I don't watch the news...or read the news, unless it's our local news. (and honestly it's just flipping throught the newspaper to see if I recognize anyone in the pictures!).<br />Josey is busy being a little card. He has such a quick wit about him. He is having his birthday party tomorrow. This just warms the cockle of my heart...well...not at all. I'm an awful mother. I despise birthday parties. But you gotta do what you gotta do!<br />Gavin is amazing me with how much he is learning. He is reading all sorts of books. I asked what he wants for Christmas and he wants some books. He is still loving hockey. He's got big goals. He wants to be a Riverking when he grows up.(Scott said, "riverking(our local hockey team)? You think he'd wanna be a Canucks player!)<br />All boys are excited for Christmas. I'm not so much. I haven't even bought any Christmas presents yet! I'm so far behind it's not even funny. I can't wait until this friggen biology is over and done with. It seems like the course that keeps on going..on...and on...and on....<br />But pretty soon it will be done,and shortly after there will be a whole bunch of new courses that I'm sure will cause me to complain! Such a viscious cycle!<br />Anyhow...better go and ice this cake. My hubby will be waking up soon to get ready for work and won't be happy that his wife hasn't made it to sleep yet.<br />Ciao<br />JennyJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-17919231766945079022009-11-14T23:28:00.001-08:002009-11-14T23:34:28.837-08:00Gavin-ismsOverheard today at the hockey rink.<br />"My dad has a twin brother."explained Gavin to his friend.<br />"Does that mean they look the same?"asked his friend.<br />"Well...a little,"and he stopped to think, "except my dad is a bit fatter and my uncle has way less hair than my dad."<br />"so that's good you can tell them apart."remarked his friend.<br />"Yeah, I guess you could say that my Uncle is a skinnier, balder look alike of my dad."Gavin remarked.<br />I bet Uncle Shaun would love to hear that...hehe<br />~~~<br />For those of my facebook friends you probably heard the announcement that Gavin can now fart with his armpit. And, yes, he is extremely proud of this feat. So much that you speak to him and he tries to "fart" out the words...<br />I agree with Scott when he said, "this is growing old fast."<br />I asked him tonight, "you don't do that at school do you?"(like any concerned mother would ask) and he responded, "I haven't yet...I just learned how!"<br />So then we explained that a teacher would find it very rude and not to resort to that sort of behavior at school. And he replied, "I'll be incognito."...<br />Oh Lord, help us....<br /><br />~JennuJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10260736.post-65092200849624655462009-11-13T17:45:00.001-08:002009-11-13T17:45:11.210-08:00keep on the sunny side of life<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p><object height='350' width='425'><param value='http://youtube.com/v/tlHbjEHWLek' name='movie'/><embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/tlHbjEHWLek'/></object></p><p>I've been singing this song all day...gotta love it...<br />:)</p></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02616883470250983923noreply@blogger.com0