Kansas Update and RANT!

Our new neighbors never, ever shut.the.fuck.up!! It doesn't matter what time of day it is ('cept maybe 6 am) they are making noise. Last night there was some sort of speedy type car and we must've had to listen to them rev the engine until I thought it would explode at least 30 times. We left for a little night-drive to look for the post office and other things we need in the area and counted something like 8 cars in their driveway. None of them look a day over 19 and I mostly want to punch them constantly. I'm not even sure exactly how many of them are living there. We share a driveway - it starts as one and then branches to our house and off to theirs. So this afternoon I could hardly pull into the driveway and then had to drive through our yard because dumb fuck in his huge ass truck was blocking the entryway. I love this house. I love our yard. I love the neighborhood. I hate our neighbors.

P.S. We finally have a phone jack now and consequently phone/internet service. Hurrah!

Comin' through a tin can.

Somehow I found some wireless here but it's not mine because, uh..the house has no phone jacks? They just remodeled here so we're thinking maybe they got covered? Minor inconvenience. Also, next door is a house loaded with college guys and they're making us feel sorta grumpy and old with the constant in and out of cars and the "Goddamnit, Cody just fuckin' lay off her, ok?"

We're feeling delightfully disheveled and this is the best move I've ever made. With the exception of a couple of drinking glasses we've not unpacked a single thing. Tomorrow we're unpacking some things and I'm going to cook. We have no ingredients for cooking as our refrigerator was void of anything but condiments in an attempt to make moving easier. Due to this somewhat stupid idea we've been eating like crap so I'm so excited to actually make some real food. Also we have a new refrigerator that is beaming in there and it needs some stuff inside to give it purpose. The old house is empty and has been cleaned completely. I can testify that an empty U-Haul is a thing of beauty.

Will U-Haul?

Moving moving moving!
Tomorrow (err, later today?) we're going to try and get the U-Haul all loaded up then sleep all night long to be fresh for unpacking on Friday. I'm hoping we'll be able to get stuff mostly or completely loaded Thurs to drive over Fri morn. I was standing out front today getting a little sad to be leaving our cute little house, the first place that was ours together after we got married. It's a cute house painted olivey green.

On Tuesday Mom and I went together so I could buy a refrigerator. I'd never purchased an appliance and it was fun/stressful. Also, refrigerators are expensive. After the big purchase we went to Lidia's for lunch and it was way delicious. I also loved the building in all its huge brick freight depot glory. Lunch was huge so we had tons leftover - for two more meals in fact. We shared the pasta trio and a bistecca which has rare slices of beef tenderloin, roasted tomatoes, garlic butter, and mom asked for some fontina cheese. Mmmm to fontina cheese

This break from school is flying by with packing/moving. Tuesday begins my last term. I keep saying that. Ok. Hurrah!

1 hour, 15 min

until my last final of the term! In two hours (assuming all goes well) I'll have shoulders that are light. 2 months/20 days until graduation.

There's something weird in the air this morning. I feel nervous. The weekend held little in the way of packing. I did paint our bed and it's a lighter, more airy color now. Roommate boxed up our respective old computers which feels like the end of an era. They were monstrous beasts. It was my first computer I bought when I was in high school for $2,000.00! Dang. I had to make a lot of pizzas for $2,000.00.

Friday's the big move. This week will probably fly by. After this morning I'm out of school until next Tuesday when I'll begin my last term. Just think, in a few months this blog can take shape as a place to gripe about my job as a nurse! That's pretty exciting, eh?

I think renters don't really have housewarming parties (?) but here's a gift idea.
Hope this Monday doesn't feel like one.

One of those.

I'm going to buy paint in a little while so I can paint our old antique metal bed that's currently painted hunter green (ew!) and I'm insanely excited about it. Also insanely excited about this weather!

About two years ago.

funny ha ha?

You have probably already seen these amazing tattoos.

The wash.

A little while ago I put this quilt in the wash.
I made it with my mom my freshman year of college.
It's embroidered with super (dorky) things like my roommate, my dorm, my boyfriend's name at the time. (What was I thinking? I even stitched a heart around his name.)
In the name of packing I've been washing things that have been and will be stored away at our house like quilts and blankets for instance.
This one I'm so endlessly glad I have because my mom and I used my dad's old blue jeans to make it. They were the most worn out ones - faded and worn soft.

Today I love my blog.

Sometimes I seriously love "this place." My place. Our place. I'm not sure if it's the enjoyment I've just recently gathered from reading the words of others or the fact that I asked a question last night before I went to bed and today when I came home from clinical - there were answers! Affirmation someone listened? Isn't that what we all need sometimes?

I just finished reading "luminescent dandruff," on the dresden dolls diary page if you're interested. I subscribe to amanda palmer's myspace blog so I always hit it up fresh and I'm mildly obssessed. When she blogs it's like her brain and heart just take a huge dump and I literally scurry over to wallow in it. I unapologetically think she's brilliant. After I read something she's written or raymi's written then I feel all stream-of-consciousness-high. It makes me feel good and hopeful.

Today after I left the hospital I drove to the new house just to look and breathe. I sat in the driveway for awhile and then got out and walked around. When I was pulling in the driveway a tiny baby squirrel ran under a lilac bush. In fact there were squirrels and birds everywhere and I think they've started considering it their own. That's ok. They can continue to do so. I snapped a few photos. Flickr has become the place where I send camera phone pictures. The two below are of the porch on the side of the house. I'm in love with the arches and the openness. The second photo I took while standing up on the porch looking out onto those stairs in front of it. This porch is on the side of the house and those french doors go into the living room. The trees had really filled out and the yard was so shady. * Sigh *

Tomorrow I'm working in the ER. Fun times. After this term I'll have a month of some sort of community health work -- working at health departments or something? I'm really not sure yet and then after that I'll work 3/12 hr's/wk at a hospital (my capstone) for 6 weeks and then...well..then I'll graduate. After that..no school talk it'll be all annoying hospital work stories/complaints all the time. Ew!

Frames.

Does anyone know a great framer in the area?
I've finally purchased a few prints and such from artists I like a lot but have not framed any yet. I'd like something slightly unique? I have a picture hanging on our wall now that is a piece of wrapping paper I had framed when I was in high school. I paid like $2.00 for the piece of brown wrapping paper with a picture on it and then my boss framed it for me. The frame has twisted metal on it, copper, pieces of metal bent onto the corners -- it's fantastic. I'd rather have these framed than try to shove 'em in a frame I found at target.
Any ideas?

Goin' to hell in a handbasket!

Good thing we're movin' outta this crime infested northtowne. You think it's a quaint, sleepy little area near the river, brimmin' with old folks but it's a crime-ridden crazytown!! (ahahah)
So you know how I am, reportin' the news, keepin' you informed -- this helicopter has been hovering over our house all morning (err, actually it's multiple helicopters) so I finally flipped on the news thinking it was probably just camming the usual backup on I-35 near the Paseo. Actually, they're reporting on a homicide that happened 2 blocks north of us. WEIRD. I just heard it on the news but can't seem to find anything online about it. I know, I know -- crime - everywhere - local - all around - affecting lots of people - but still weird down the street from your house!
Amazing dramatic photograph to the right.
Update! I just saw them reporting live on the news and if I would've ran outside you'd have seen me!! I could've waved to you and mouthed the words "Hi, Mom!"
Ok, damn. I have to go to school now and take some testes.
Again, you're welcome.
"Coverage you can count on."

Sometimes I do stupid things.

Like last night when I inadvertently missed the Damien Rice concert.
My tragic tale began when my friend and I decided that we weren't in the mood for an opening act. The concert started at 7:30 so we figured we had an hour to kill until he'd be on. So, we killed an hour then headed to the show. When we headed in the door the lady cleaning said "Holy crap" and then reminded us the show started at 7:30. Yeah cool we know duh. When we walked into the theater everyone was in a trance. It was dark and everyone was silent while he played. At the end of the song the whole place erupted. We looked at each other and she asked, "You think they clap like that at the end of every song?" The guy next to us informed us that this was the encore. We'd missed the entire thing.

Moving Update..

...because we like to drag it out for as long as possible. Part of me is SO glad we started early and part of me realizes that in taking our time it seems our house has turned into a black hole of stuff. I went back and forth on the garage sale idea and in the end decided it wasn't worth it. I kept thinking that I wish I knew when our Neighborhoodwide Garage Sale was so I could just throw it out there. I didn't know when it was and today when trying to figure out why so many cars were parked along the street I realized today is Neighborhoodwide Garage Sale. I'm not going to regret my decision. Instead of putting together a garage sale we went and bought CD's and then came home to pack boxes. If you look in the flickr photos to the right you'll see some of Roommate's Legos left from his kidhood.

Just awhile ago we transferred every single box we've packed to our detached garage out back so we can back the u-haul up there and just load 'em in. On Friday I cleaned out the garage, even washed the floor and I dare say it might be cleaner than our house now.

Tomorrow - Damien Rice at the Uptown.

I have piles of homework undone all due Monday. Hurrah.

amidst the rubble.

My roommate and moving partner is amazing. I want to kiss him with tongue. He just touched my nose with his big toe. It's like comes true a beautiful dream. After he did that he said.. "Put that in your blog." I showed him I already had and he said, "Take that out of your blog."

A few weeks ago we went out for dinner with some friends and one of them said something about how generic Peeps would be called Cheeps and it was hysterical to me. I announced to them that I was puttin' that in my blog! Wow, geek. They sort of sympathy-laughed after my announcement.

Today I cleaned out the garage. I hosed it out and trashed some stuff and started moving things out of the basement. It's all very rewarding. Seriously. I have a sunburn.

How many times do I have to hear about the Chinese Massage Parlors in KC. Leave 'em alone. I'm okay with hookers. I am totally okay with hookers. And renting.

whine.

It's a little after 1 in the morning and it's the twilight zone here. I fell asleep this evening around 8 and slept for 3 hours. When I woke up I wasn't feeling great but I rambled awhile to roommate who'd just come to bed and finally got up and scampered off to lose my cookies. Now I'm sitting on the couch in one of those confused stupors feeling awful and thinking about how I want to stay home from clinical tomorrow but don't want to miss 'cause I'm not there that long, only 2 weeks. My stomach is weird. Other people I know go months or years without vomiting. I'm also pretty sure I don't have my clinical instructor's phone number as she's an adjunct we just met today. I won't miss but ugh. My alarm's going off in less than 4 hours. Moments like this I seriously want my mom.

Finally. Fotos.

What the french, Toast?

I've never posted one of these before and probably never will again but I'd never seen this and just now watched it like 5 times and... AHAHAHAA!!

These are some things I do sometimes.

First things first. Clinicals are chuggin' along at a steady pace. Three months, eight days until graduation. (This is the part where I say with a snarky chuckle, "But who's counting?!) This week is my last week at Menorah working on the telemetry floor. This is my sixth week there. Today I was down in the GI Lab where I finally got to start some IV's. Sheesh! I got my first one on the first try! When I saw the flash of blood it was like - jackpot! Talk about a huge vote of confidence inside. I also got to take some inside peeks at other people's stomachs and intestines. Hot stuff. The next three weeks will be spent working in the ICU and then a week off to celebrate the end of this term, moving, and the beginning of the end of school. Hurrah.

This house bit is probably getting old to you. The thing is, it's such a genuine feeling. I am so at ease with our decision and so excited. It feels right! How cheesy does that sound? Also, for the first time in my life I am doing an excellent job of packing! Usually I'm throwing things in trash bags at the last minute vowing to go through it all once we just get moved. Now we've been going through so many things we've accumulated, boxes of papers I've had from college that started piling up in 1998. I have things I stashed away with a false feeling of sentiment and those are gone now. It's so refreshing. I spent part of yesterday evening reading packing/moving tips on metafilter and then the rest of the evening packing boxes. This is good. This is very good.

"Holy shit, this is for real." - dooce

That about sums it up.

I have to include the same shabang! line..

Utah County Republicans ended their convention on Saturday by debating Satan's influence on illegal immigrants.

may day

I can hardly believe it's May..