Archive for March, 2009

Musings on Lent

Sunday, March 29th, 2009

Holy Guacamole, Lent is coming up.
I know because hubs has stocked up on fish again.  No meats.  Lord, have mercy on this household.  I need to do my share.  I need to make a list of “things to give up” myself.  Darn, that’s too difficult.   This recession already has me at the end of my [...]

The Heart is a Garden

Friday, March 27th, 2009

(This blog is inspired by Jonas, who writes with passion.)
Dear X,
I write this, my dear, as the rain ceases to tap against my window, in the early morning.  Spring has ways of waking one up in these parts - it may be a frosty dawn one day, or an easy drizzle the next.  At any [...]

One Kind of Heartache

Thursday, March 26th, 2009

Life has its way of taking its toll on me:
I take out my scrubs for the day, and lay them out for ironing.
My little boy follows me from the closet to the bedroom where I start my ministrations.
I take a quick shower, telling him to “stay right there.”   I call out and talk to him behind the [...]

Say It Again?

Tuesday, March 24th, 2009

We nurses need to have updated CPR cards,  which is why, time and again, there are reminders to take the soonest classes.  Recently, though, I took a second look at this announcement posted at our station:
The next CPR class will be conducted on March ——.  Please check your cards to make sure you are not [...]

The Flip Side of the Coin is a Chuckle

Monday, March 23rd, 2009

Mary Poppins’ spoonful of sugar.  That’s what we need.
These days, when all that the tv screen screams about is the rah-rah-ing of the AIG employees who refuse to give back their bonuses, or the endless property tax hikes, or the all-too-familiar unemployment outcries, we need a dose of helium. We can use some, in fact.
At [...]

Three Down the Road

Sunday, March 22nd, 2009

My son AJ is turning three in two days.  My little boy who plays cops and robbers with me, whom I used to check at 4am for a wet diaper, my energetic power ranger, mommy’s forever tag-along.
I knew exactly when he was coming.  How delighted I was at the confirmation of tests!   I remember feeling elated at [...]