Time Flies

Time flies. I know it has been a while. Sometimes I just think I have to much to do that I just don't want to do anything. That includes updating my blog. In reality, I don't have that much to do, I just don't want to do the things on my list such as cleaning my house and organizing my scrapbooking. Time management and being a better use of the time I have been given is definitely on my list of things to do. And so here is a brief update...

Two weekends ago I went to Clarksville for the weekend. It was some much needed time to just be at home with my family. Home cooked meals with my parents and Ben (who decided to come see his favorite sis for the weekend!), sleeping in, lazy morning in pjs with mom, hair cut (4 1/2 inches off the length!), and buying new make-up were fun parts of the weekend. Saturday night my parents were going to the APSU basketball game so I decided to hang out with Lynz and her family for the night. Just like I was 13 years old, my parents dropped me off at her house and picked me up after the game. It was fun! Mostly I just didn't want to make the drive to "town" by myself when I didn't have to. Lynz and I passed the time quickly with our chit-chatting. Similar to our teenage days and yet so different considering our conversation topics included "grown-up" things like husbands, kids, siblings, schedules, work, cleaning, cooking, how are grandparents are aging and it's hard to see, and of course a little gossip about our high school friends. I loved getting to play with her little girl who loves her Aunt Angela! She is getting so big and I just love to hear her talk. We played dress-up and little game she likes called "bring all the toys from my room into the kitchen for Aunt Angela to bring back to my room". I adore that little girl! Before we knew it my dad was there to pick me up. Oh how the time flies.

Work last week was crazy with a huge increase in my patient load and almost all of them "good" patients in that they really needed to be seen as much as I could see them. I lost one of my patients that I had grown attached to (him and his wife)... she will meet him again one day on the other side of heaven. My heart ached and still aches for his little wife left to deal with, among other things, her refrigerator giving out on her during the time he was in the hospital, now going home alone. On Valentine's Day. The same day, I lost another patient who happened to be one of our success stories. He started off bad and got much better and was ready to move on to a place for a little more rehab. The best part was he got to have Valentine's dinner with his wife of over 50 years who had also moved into his new facility. So sweet.

Last weekend we had dinner with some friends on Friday night, I went shopping and only spent $34 thanks to gift cards, and we celebrated Zach's friend's birthday Saturday night. The highlight of the night was when we were all at dinner at a Chinese resteraunt and one of the couple's little girl was walking around kind of unsteadily (she's a little over a year). Zach was watching her walk around and said "When we get one of those, we're going to have to get rid of our furniture!" He was referring to our coffee tables with pointy edges and was picturing little eyes being poked out because of our furniture. I thought it was hilarious. Mostly that he referred to the little girl as "one of those". One of these days...