These should be illegal

1. Getting up at 330 am. Yes, I do it now. No, I don't like it. But, for the next three weeks, that is when I have to get up to be at clinical on time. I am in the last stretch of school and will be done in three weeks. Some days I feel like I just can't make it. Other days I am hopeful and excited. Most days I am just plain tired.

2. Taking a Gym Class. Yes, I am 26 years old. No, I don't like it. But, for the next seven and a half weeks I have to go. It is a requirement for he RN program at MCC and I have to have it completed before I can get on the waiting list. On the bright side, I am skipping my second class (why would they schedule a class on Halloween, anyways?)

Interesting Menu Choice

Today my mother-in-law, Debbie, had hernia surgery. The surgery went well and she is home recovering and hopefully resting like she should. I was there with Rob's dad, Tom. After we found out that the surgery went well, we decided to go to the cafe' to get some lunch.

At the Grill, there were several options to choose from...hamburgers, cheeseburgers, grilled cheese, gardenburgers and the one that still has me scratching my head: a vegetarian chicken sandwich.

I am not quite sure how this is possible. Is the chicken that was killed for the sandwich a vegetarian? Is it a chicken sandwich with vegetables, minus the chicken? I almost ordered it out of curiosity, but decided on the hamburger instead.

Don't be an idiot changed my life...

"Whenever I am about to do something I think, 'would an idiot do that?'

If they would, I do NOT do that thing."

-Dwight Shcrute

Help

So I have had this goal for a few months now. It was to memorize the words to American Pie (the song, not the movie). Yes, I do have some time on my hands while driving back and forth to Grand Rapids. Anyhow, I finally have the words in my head to all eight and a half minutes worth of the song.

There's just one problem.

I still have no idea what the stinking song is about. I know, I know...something about when Buddy Holly died. But what does the rest of it mean? You would think after listening to it hundreds of times, I would have it figured out, but no luck. So if anyone out there has some insight, I would greatly appreciate it.

Texan Rob

Rob is in Texas right now. Work asked him yesterday to leave this morning. Thank God for the blessing of my friend Kerry who always seems to help us out with they boys when we need her. I still have evening clinicals this week, so she will take care of our boys while we are gone. Rob will be back late Thursday night, but I will miss him and, of course, worry about him while he is gone.

Rainy Sunday

It has been a cold, rainy day. Although I wanted to take the boys to the park or go for a walk, we are stuck indoors. But, it has been a great day. Ryan and I went grocery shopping, we took naps and I made popcorn for the boys to eat while they watched Cars. Sometimes it is hard to sit still for more than two minutes, but when I can make myself, I always have a great time. ( I have to be honest, though. I also did laundry, vacuumed the floors and did the dishes...I just can't help myself).

Ryan's First Fish (and other fun weekend pics)

Yup, Ryan caught his first fish this weeked. We were at my parents house for my mom's birthday and Grandpa taught Ryan how to really catch a fish.

No, we didn't keep it, it is safely back in the lake, but Ryan was excited about capturing it.

Noah learned how to climb up and go down the slide by himself. It was hard to just let him do it (my mind goes through all the ways he could get hurt) but I am glad I did. He did a great job and had so much fun.

Ryan's Trike-A-Thon

On Friday, Ryan participated in a Trike-A-Thon to raise money for St. Judes Hospital. We did the best we could to explain to him that we were raising money for sick children. I think he eventually understood (this weekend he built a "hospital" with his legos and said it was for the sick kids at St. Judes).

Anyways, he raised close to $300 and he completed five laps. All of the kids had a great time and we will find out on Friday how much money was raised by the whole group.

I can take a breather...

I just took what I think was the hardest test I have ever taken. I thought I was prepared, but wont really know until I get my grade later today. But, since it is done, I can relax. At least for about a day.

So here I am, on my break at school, going through blogger world, trying to catch up on my friends lives. I see to little of them these days, so I have to settle for reading about them.

And, to update you on my life, I am in the countdown phase of school. I have six weeks left. Three more tests, two more final exams. The last four weeks will be the hardest, with clinical starting at 6am three days a week in Grand Rapids, but I am starting to feel like I can make it. That will probably change tomorrow, but as of today, my outlook is good.

The boys are doing well. Healthy for the moment, and growing like weeds. Noah is finally what I would consider walking. Yes, he still crawls, but he walks more. Ryan is writing a lot. Mostly names, but he can write about anything we can spell for him. It is impressive and fun. He has two field trips coming up in the next month, one of which I can attend. It is going to be an exciting fall.

Proof that I am a slow learner...

Rob, the boys and I were at Rob's grandmas house a few weeks ago on Friday night. Noah spilled milk all over his clothes, so I changed him and put the wet clothes into the diaper bag. We got home that night, put the kids to bed and watched tv for a while.

In the middle of the next week, I got into my car in the morning noticing that it smelled like a poopy diaper. I scanned the car, but didn't see one. I drove to school and eventually didn't notice the smell. After class, I got into my car again, and there was the smell. I checked under seats and still couldn't find anything. I got home that night and told Rob about the smell, but left it at that.

The next morning, I got into the car and it smelled even worse. I saw the diaper bag on the floor, opened it and almost passed out. It was those milky clothes. Phew, I solved the case. I put the clothes into the hamper and put an air freshener into the car.

Early this week, I noticed that the boy's room smelled like a poopy diaper. I thought maybe Rob had changed Noah's diaper and it fell behind the changing table. I got the boys ready for the day, took them to Amber's house and came home to find the dirty diaper. I looked behind the dresser, under the crib, under Ryan's bed, in the toys, but couldn't find anything. Oh, well. I'll start the laundry. I opened up the closet to get the hamper, and there was that smell, even stronger.

Yup, it was those dang milky clothes, sitting at the bottom of the hamper that I had forgotten about. It takes me a while sometimes...

Thanks Grandpa Tom and Grandma Debbie

We love our new tractor!!!