Tent Time

I don't know about you, but growing up, Auntie "A" and I made a daily business of making what I will collectively refer to as "sheet tents." You know what I'm talking about...draping the sheet off of the back of the couch and securing it with whatever heavy object you can find nearby. Of course, once we had honed our skills, we could easily make a state-of-the-art tent out of nothing more than a bath towel and some phone books. We kept this up for many years, and I will never forget the look on my mom's face every time she enetered the room to find that a "sheet tent" had taken up residence in the living room...a pure mixture of "not again," "I just picked up in here," and feigned excitement. I get that now.

Since The Husby has been working most of the weekend, I felt that now was the time to pass down the time-honored tradition of the sheet tent. I do have to say...I am impressed by their novice skill. Leave it to The Fred to make the resourceful incorporation of the "Chip Clip" to prevent the sheet from slipping...sheer genius. I think that they are well on their way to making a name for themselves in sheet tent construction...The Husby will be proud.

Been Awhile?

I know...I know...it has been a really long time since I have updated my blog, but what can I say? Sometimes, life just gets really busy. If I tried to blog about all that has taken place over the past few months, it would take up more time than I can spare, so we will go with the run down version with a picture slideshow...

It has been an interesting couple of months...just finished my clinical rotation for med-surg at CG today...hard work, but I am walking away with confidence. Next up, a rotation in maternal/newborn, and I could not be more excited. If I can swing a shift that isn't until the wee hours of the morning, it will be the icing on the cake...keep your fingers crossed. (I will be keeping my fingers crossed on location as well ; )

We have celebrated another birthday! The Fred was 4 years old at the end of March...hard to believe that my baby is so big. At three feet and nine inches tall, I keep looking for the "pause" button. Time sure does fly when you're having fun. StickyBun-Scotti is still staying sweet...plenty of love and laughs, and he is rambling up a storm. You might need an interpreter to understand what he says, but hey, what are moms for?

All I can say is...life is good! We are all happy and healthy, and it is wonderful to have such great friends and family. I know...I might be the serial optimist, but I know a good thing when I see it. Hope all is well in the world...peace!