Halloween 2008

I know I'm a little late but better late then never. I was really excited planning what Halloween costumes the kids will wear this year. Besides, it was first time dressing two kids and the thought of having a themed costume amused me. So without further ado, here are my two wonderful children. Madi, 3, as the monkey and Mason, 3 months, as the banana!

I didn't know who had more fun the kids or my hubby (he almost lost his voice trying to scare the trick-or-treaters).

My DMV Keepsake

I hate taking pictures, ESPECIALLY at the DMV. There's no instant feedback like you would get from a digital camera and the "photographer" always seems to be the grumpiest DMV employee in the building. The thought that I'm gonna be stuck with this picture for four more years brings so much pressure for me to bring out my inner photogenic diva. It just feels so permanent. I keep telling myself that I only have one shot to make it good. My "checklist brain" remembers to comb my hair, smile, keep my eyes open, stare in the right direction and ignore the twitch on the side of my face. Anyway, my license arrived in the mail within a week. As I anxiously looked to see how my picture turned out (at least I was looking in the right direction), I couldn't help to notice one thing. My driver's licence reflected just how much has happened in the past four years. In four years, I got married, changed my last name and purchased a home where I have become a mother to two beautiful children. These past four years have been an amazing journey and I can't help to imagine what the next four years will bring us. I smile at the driver's license and then regretted for being too damn honest with my weight.

Trying to be a Patient Patient

I haven't been feeling 100% for the past few weeks and was actually admitted to my own unit Sunday after feeling some heart palpitations towards the end of my shift. It was such an eye-opener being the patient but thankfully, I was well taken care of by both my wonderful co-workers and my loving hubby. So far all of the tests has come back negative. I'm still waiting for one more test result and TRYING to be a patient patient. Being a self-proclaimed hyponchondriac and an RN fuels my anxiety and doesn't help the situation at all. I need to stop worrying, self-diagnosing myself and put everything into God's hands. My husband has been my ROCK through this difficult and scary time. I don't know what I'd do without him!!! He always knows what to say and do to make me feel safe and I love him so much. I'm enjoying my time now with my family and pray that everything will be ok. Hopefully, I'll be writing more happy blogs in the near future.

Jorge

OK, so I'm really blind. I mean REALLY! I noticed my eyesight going bad when I was in the 6th grade as I sat in Miss Carter's English class squinting at the dark green chalkboard. Ugg! I knew I should've listened to my mom when she would nag at me for watching "Days of Our Lives" too closely!

Fast forward to junior year in high school. I've always tried my best to avoid wearing those glasses cause I wanted to be somewhat cool. Anyway, Mrs. Pavao, my science teacher, was starting a new lesson: Sex Education. I wasn't wearing my eyeglasses as I entered the classroom after lunch. I noticed an object on the front counter and wanted to get a closer look cause I couldn't make out what it was. As I leaned closer and closer to the object, I realized, it was a model of the male genitalia looking right back at me! Oh my virgin eyes!!! I turned red and immediately sat down. Mrs. Pavao named the model "Jorge" as a reference point. I sat down in that classroom learning more about "Jorge" and other relevant issues as I put my eyeglasses back on.

Round 2!

Ding Ding Ding! Yes, my second attempt at this whole blogging thing. Let's see how long this one will last. Thanks for visiting and keeping me company!