I Miss You

I miss you. I miss all the little comments and visiting my favorite blogs. I am just too tired these days to have any ideas. My mind is full of lab values, and ventilators. I am entering the big league world of medicine and it's really difficult. I have tunnel vision.

I did take a break and get my hair done, do you like it? It's really short now but when you get up at 4:30 am that can be a good thing.


We did have a nice treat today. My friend brought over her big baby Rasmus, actually he's a black standard poodle puppy. He's not related to my boy but he sure does feel like he is. Even the girls think so. He is adorable. I helped her trim his face. It was the first time he had his face clipped and he was a wiggly wiggler; it was a challenge! He's so cute it was fine.


We also had a baby shower to attend. I had crocheted a baby blanket and Kayla had painted a baby dish at the ceramics store. We have been painting at that shop and it is so relaxing! I have found a new form of therapy. I really enjoy it, what a forgiving medium to express some artistic feeling in. I think anyone can paint ceramics and enjoy the results. I'm painting bugs. Hee hee. Actually I painted a dragonfly, and made a travel mug. I think maybe I like bold color because I seem to chose it almost every time we paint something. This shop offers such reasonable prices that I'd like to go every week!




Our ride to the party was absolutely lovely. Kayla snapped dozens of photos of dogwoods in full bloom. Usually this time of year is sunny. We are having pouring down rains and clouds mixed with all these blooming things. The wisteria are in full bloom, I love their fragrance.


My husband took me out to dinner on wednesday first time in ages. We have been on the economy plan. It was so wonderful to just sit and look at him and enjoy food that I hadn't cooked and eat on dishes that I wasn't going to wash. Awhhh, the pause that refreshes. I think when we don't have those experiences as often they are more special and savored a bit more for the preciousness of a lovely experience. There was a bit of humour in our evening. The manager stopped by our table to ask if everything was good. My husband had fairly devoured a shared portion of Tiramasu. He looked up and started in,"That was the worst tiramasu I have ever eaten and I don't know how you could serve something like that." The manager looked at him and said, "For a man who prays over his food you sure are a good liar." They both busted out laughing. If they were watching him eat that desert they knew he was loving it, and next to desert the only thing he enjoys more is a prank.

This evening the sheets are calling for an early turn in and to slumber and dream. The rain is still coming down, the house is warm and my eyelids are heavy. Goodnight friends.