This Friday I take the HESI at 9am. We have to pass this to graduate, and although we get more than one attempt, I would really [REALLY] like to pass it the first time. We took a mid-curricular HESI about this time last year, it didn't even really matter (because we didn't have to pass it), but I was still a nervous wreck. In fact the I rushed through the last 10 questions because I was so anxious about seeing my score. I actually did very well. I surprised myself. I sat there staring at the screen thinking something went wrong.

Well ANYWAY, I took this whole week off from work and clinicals so I could get some extra studying in. At this point I'm not sure how much more studying I CAN take in. I think tomorrow will be my off-day. Kinda like when I ran cross-country and track in high school...ya never work out the day before the race. :) That will be my excuse anyway. Maybe I'll do some therapeutic scrapbooking.

This is in memory of the Krispy Kreme in Kingsport that closed this week [sad face]:

In Yo' Dreams

It all started back when I began to work at the good ole Bob Evans. I would have these crazy dreams that I had a ton of tables and they all wanted something, but I couldn't get to them and they were getting more and more mad. I would wake up from these dreams but go right back to sleep and start dreaming it again. To stop this cycle I would have to convince my sleepy self to wake up enough to realize it was 3am and The Bob wasn't open at 3am.

When I started working at the hospital as a CNA I started having dreams that I had a lot of patients that were really, really sick or in a lot of pain and I would keep trying to get to them to help them but I couldn't. I would kind of wake up (you know, that stage between awake and sleep?) but I couldn't convince myself that it was ok at 3am because hospitals are always open! Duh! That probably doesn't make much sense to anyone, but it happened. The dreams went away eventually, but now the are BACK! I'm having those type dreams again, and I think it is because I am getting anxious about being a RN.

IRONY

In the 60 seconds that I was outside of my house today, a bird pooped in my hair...while I was cleaning bird poop off our grill.

I just thought you should know.

High of 67

Today I wore short-sleeves and flip-flops, and I opened my new sunroof. It was beyond fun. :)

I made meatloaf for the first time and decided it took way too long to prepare. I don't have time for that kind of nonsense. In the future I will hire my husband to do all the chopping of veggies. He's good at that because he likes to play with knifes. My sister came over while my parents when out for their [31st] anniversary. We watched a movie and danced like crazy people to the music at the end.

Story Time: laugh and giggle night

When I was a small tot I had this awesome bed that had a trundle bed that everyone and their sister was jealous of. In case you don't know, a trundle bed is a bed that is on rollers and it stores under another bed. Everyone that spend the night with me thought it was so cool. ;)

Anyway, my twin brother Allen and I loved to camp out in each other's room (he shared a room with my older brother Christopher). He didn't mind my pink walls because of the aforementioned awesome trundle bed. So I would always ask my mom if Allen could sleep in my room. My mom would say yes,then we would get in trouble because Allen would always make me laugh because he would do crazy and goofy things. My mom would say "You guys can not laugh and giggle all night or you'll have to sleep in your own rooms." And so Allen and I asked if we went to bed earlier then would we be able to laugh and giggle if we wanted to? She said YES...and thus we called this night LAUGH and GIGGLE NIGHT. We would ask if we could have a laugh and giggle night and my mom would say yes if we went to bed 30 minutes early...and scramble to get ready in time.

I hope I never forget this memory...that's why I'm putting it here.