Monday, August 27, 2007

Ethan Crawls

This video is from a week or so ago. He's doing much better at it now, but I had to try the new Blogger video function (much easier than figuring out how to do it with Utube).

Tuesday, August 21, 2007


Dreams are funny things... I recently dreamed, for instance, that I was Paris Hilton's neighbor and that we became friends because she came over to swim in my pool, and because I was also a family nurse practitioner (in my dreams only, at this point), I thus became FNP to the rich and famous. Just like Dr. 90210. Only not because nurse practitioners are not as needlessly interventionistic.

Last night, I dreamed that I had gone to drill. For some reason, my sister, my mother and my son came with me. At the same time, I was also caring for two elderly and demented women, one of whom had a tendency to wander. I had forgotten my uniform for drill, had only one change of clothes, couldn't find the room where we were meeting, never had time to eat because I was always late for drill, and somehow, a good friend's wedding was that same weekend, in the same hotel, and I was supposed to be a bridesmaid. I had nothing to wear except the same pair of tacky jeans that I've been wearing for months because I refuse to buy new clothes until I can fit in my old ones, but I did make it to the rehearsal dinner where I sat the whole time, hoping I could think up some special memory to talk about if called upon. I think I might be overcommitted.