Life according to Alice

Words to Live By

2011-08-28T18:31:00.000-06:00

My Goodness

2011-08-18T20:37:00.000-06:00

it has been a long time!

I didn't really plan a blogging hiatus, but boy did I take one. I mean, May to August? Yipes. As you know, my last post was full of lovely pictures of my dreamy vacation. I can assure you that was a really LONG time ago!

For several weeks it has been on my mind to become reacquainted with Ms Blog, yet somehow pressure developed? Stupid, I know. But because I was MIA for so long, I felt like I better have something good to say when I finally get around to posting again. Except, do i really ever have anything good to say? Maybe don't answer that.

So here I am, still here. I plan on posting a little more often now that this first "pressure post" is over. But I guess we will see.

If any of you are still out there, happy Friday tomorrow!

Mango Tango baby

2011-05-09T21:12:00.019-06:00

A few things I learned or was reminded of on my vacation a few weeks ago (yes, I am finally posting).

I love the sound of the ocean, and relaxing in a hammock.
Middle aged Midwesterners who have had too much to drink = annoying, and slightly entertaining.
Massages really need to become a regular priority in my life.
Pepsi products are the subpar product in the soda world.
I am a Dr. Pepper (preferably diet) purest. There is no point in bothering with the rest of it.
Crazy meat concoctions with mystery sauce and the smell they produce are exactly why I sometimes contemplate becoming a vegetarian.
When in doubt, fresh fruit can substitute any meal (see reasons above).
A travel agent can be a great idea. Our room was BEAUTIFUL!
Snorkeling is still so much fun.
My body remembers how to obtain a tan.
Thankfully I am totally white compared to the leather look some of those folks are going for.
Turns out, Mango Tango is my drink of choice.
The little Mayan kids selling handkerchiefs at the ruins…STEAL MY HEART! (and their parents know it ;)
Sunshine is good for my mood and my skin.
Vegan sunscreen is worthless and makes you smell like dirt and incents. At least it was kind to the coral and the fish right?
I am a believer in Shellac for my nails.
Jump in the water and swim, even if you are a little nervous. Just do it. The cenote was incredible.
The water pressure in my shower is something I am grateful for.
I adore those maids that turned down my covers and left chocolate on my pillow.
Clubbing, still not my scene and not a temptation no matter how fun someone else thinks it is.
Hanging out with the bestie for days rocks.
Shiny tile looks beautiful but it is very slippery.
Enjoying a book "just because" is so nice.
I still get home sick.
Sometimes a vacation is exactly what I need.

and now, just a few of the hundreds of pictures we took. :)

Sunrises on the ocean are the absolute best.

Especially when this is what is right outside your window.

Our hotel was awesome.

Our room with two walls of windows overlooking the ocean.

The Rookie and her favorite drink

Checking out the cenote (a sink hole)

Then we swam in it.

Chichen-Itza. Last time I was there you could climb all the pyramids. Not anymore, but still an amazing place.

Remember the little Mayan children I mentioned?

Steal your heart right?

We purchased muu muus from their parents.

That water is so beautiful.

Oh Cancun, thank you. Thank you for the lovliness that was our vacation. It was perfect. I will be back for sure.

Unplugged

2011-04-26T15:46:00.000-06:00

Boy do I feel out of the loop. Spending eight glorious days on vacation in Cancun with no cell phone reception, no computer, no news, no responsibilities, no facebook, and no blogs I sure feel out of touch. (I did manage two quick emails to my mommy ensuring her I was alive).

It was so nice. Nice feeling unplugged from it all with no schedule in sight. Plenty of relaxing, playing, sunshine, and a mango daiquiri please (virgin of course). But now I am trying to catch up. Amazing the way we depend on these media outlets to keep up on each other.

I spent the day with the fam on Sunday in celebration of Easter. I adore those people. Working up a sweat with “Just Dance” on the wii proved to me two things. I may not be as uncoordinated as I remember and enough pelvic rolls Beyonce style and my hips may have been sore yesterday.

Anyway, I am back and had a lovely time. Pictures and more details to come after I feel a little more caught up with work, laundry, and this lovely thing we call life.

Besties

2011-03-31T08:05:00.002-06:00

In case I haven't said it lately, I should mention it now. I have the BEST bestie out there. I mean really, she rocks. We have been friends for a really long time and I am so glad. Happy Thursday all!

Benefits of Puffed Yogurt

2011-03-28T20:37:00.000-06:00

A couple of weeks ago, we had a surprise visitor.

Maybe I bribed him with puffed yogurt treats to sit by me, but it was worth it.

His dad came to visit too, but apparently I wasn't as interested in snapping his cuteness. :) It was so good to see you guys, I miss you! Thanks for hanging out with us. Hopefully next time the girls can join you.

Happy Social Work Month

2011-03-21T15:26:00.000-06:00

March is Social Work month and since I am a social worker, I suppose it should be mentioned. I have written about my social work adventures several times before, so for old time sake, (or if you are really bored) you should read some of my past posts about social work. Like how I ended up here, a good day, a bad day, and days you just have to shake your head.

A couple of years ago I switched jobs and now I work with the littlest people in the hospital. The ones that joined their families in this a world a little (or a lot) too early. The ones that struggle those first few days, weeks, or months of life. Some of these little miracles start out their journey barely weighing a pound. It’s amazing to watch them grow and develop. It is a special place in the hospital I feel lucky to be a part of it. The truth is, I feel blessed to work in a job that I enjoy and feel fulfilled. I am so glad I can honestly say I like what I do.

So, Happy Social Work Month to me and all my fellow social workers. The work we do it worth celebrating!

Words to Live by

2011-03-20T08:15:00.002-06:00

Mascara and Sunshine

2011-03-18T16:11:00.000-06:00

This morning I woke up with a headache. I sometimes get headaches that last FOREVER. Some of them are related to my stupid period, but most of them are from tension. You see, I hold tension in my neck and shoulders like nobody’s business. Exercise, Yoga, massage, chiropractic adjustments, hot showers, and relaxation exercises all seem to help. Excedrin and Caffeine are also helpful.

When I arrived at work I sat down at my computer. Thank goodness it is Friday I thought. While reviewing my patients for the day I enjoyed my Chex cereal and lemon yogurt. The amount of dry cereal I eat out of a Ziploc is far more than I eat in a bowl. Despite my headache I noticed I was smiling, about nothing in particular however. Then I started to think about the funk I have been in. I started thinking of all the possible causes and finally I decided it doesn't matter. I think my recent “funk” is headed out the door. Hallelujah!

This afternoon I was visiting with a patient’s mom and she told me I looked super tired. I look tired? I am never sure how to take that but clearly it isn’t attractive. I decided to blame it on the fact that I skipped mascara and a hint that I need to get some sun.

So happy it’s Friday.

Did I miss something?

2011-03-10T11:25:00.000-07:00

I think it was called February.
I didn’t mean to, it just happened.
Had plenty of things running through this head of mine but I haven’t stopped to share or let them out.
Mostly because somehow when you haven’t blogged in 8 weeks there suddenly has to be some explanation.
Or does there?
Lately a little too much pressure, expectation, uneasy, worry, and stress.
Sigh. No thanks.
I think I will just enjoy the sunshine today.
I hope it it means Spring is really on her way.

This kinda sums up my feelings about now.

**image found here.

Happy List

2011-01-16T11:37:00.000-07:00

Things that make me happy today:

Painted fingernails.
Leftover Saturday night dinner for breakfast.
A new shirt from the clearance rack.
Extra time to read.
Nearly complete laundry pile.
Hot showers.
And my hair almost reaches into a pony tail :)

Happy Sunday!

One Little Word 2011

2011-01-10T08:13:00.001-07:00

It's that time of year again. Resolutions, new beginnings, and high hopes for the new year. As you already know, my Happiness Project is underway guiding my goals and hopes for the coming year. I also have taken on a photo challenge. I know you are probably thinking, oh Alice, isn't that enough? My answer: Yes, but no for this. Besides, One Little Word is one of the few things I have followed through with so why stop now? :)

Ali Edwards with her creative brilliance and inspiration, inspired this start several years ago.
My words in the past have been 2008: Peace, 2009: Intention, 2010: Persist.

My word for 2011:

I of course, have the best of intention. I have high hopes, big plans, and pages and pages of goals. One of the things I struggle with is, my tomorrow attitude. I seem to always think, I will start tomorrow. I will do better tomorrow. Wednesday, it's on. After the holidays I will have more time. Maybe next week. So on and on I go. The truth is, my life is happening today. Today is worth celebrating. Today I can make it happen. That shirt, those earring? They're perfect for today. Taking care of it today is exactly where I need to be.

In 2011 my focus is Today. Of course I will make plans, set goals, and plan for tomorrow. In the meantime, I will enjoy today.

Words to Live By: Prayer

2011-01-09T09:54:00.000-07:00

"He [the Lord] will always hear your prayers and will invariably answer them. However, His answers will seldom come while you are on your knees praying, even when you may plead for an immediate response. Rather, He will prompt you in quiet moments when the Spirit can most effectively touch your mind and heart. Hence, you should find periods of quiet time to recognize when you are being instructed and strengthened."

-Richard G. Scott

Finding content.

2011-01-07T10:28:00.000-07:00

I went to the dentist yesterday morning. I was reminded that I have not been flossing like I need to be, or like I use to for that matter. But at least I don’t have any cavities. After my appointment I went across the street to visit my mom at work. She was surprised by my visit. Not because I don’t visit her, but more because I am normally 40 miles away at that time at work. I asked my mom if we had won the lottery. She laughed and said my sister called with the same question. The mega-winner-lots-of-money-ticket (clearly I know nothing about the lottery) was sold in Idaho and our dear dad is all about the lottery. He faithfully takes a trip to the boarder to purchase tickets on a regular basis. Wouldn’t that be sweet if he won? More likely to die of a dog bite, but that’s a horrid thought and really not the point, so let’s move on. As I drove back to work my mind wandered in the car. I was listening to Diane Rehm talk about exoneration and people who have been wrongfully imprisoned for years and years and then released because of DNA. Can you imagine?

Life is a crazy thing. In the moments as I walked across the parking lot headed into work, I smiled. This life is totally crazy and learning to appreciate and enjoy it as it comes is essential. Random morning of thoughts and activities, boring and mundane in so many ways. But in those moments in the parking lot I felt satisfied and content. I was grateful for the reminder that I have a lot to be happy about.

My Happiness Project

2011-01-03T15:08:00.002-07:00

Over the past several weeks I have been reading The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin. I am very much enjoying it. Pages into the book I was in love with her idea. All of us set goals, try and improve, and want to be happy. There are a million and one theories out there guaranteeing happiness if you will just do this or that. The truth is, what makes each of us happy may not all be the same. As I read through Gretchen’s year exploring her own happiness I decided I needed to devise my own project. I have picked this coming year to work on my own happiness project. To work on things for me.

Gretchen had a very specific, measurable, and fine tuned plans before she started. I on the other hand have a list of ideas and hopes and plan to formulate my plan as I go. Each month working on a new goal (or in some cases a couple of small goals) in hopes of developing a habit, routine, or quality about myself or my life that will increase my happiness. The following month I hope to keep the previous months goals as well as working on new ones. Lofty endeavor sure, but something I am looking forward to. Hopefully breaking up my hopes and goals into small bite sized pieces I can manage this. She also has a few other ideas or tools that I may use as well (commandments and blank book are two of them). We will see what 2011 brings.

Beginning with January, I am working on my spirituality. Heaven knows this is a huge part of what leads to peace or discontent in my life. My relationship with my Father in Heaven, prayer, scripture and personal study have a huge impact on my day to day life. Sure it doesn’t make hard or difficult things go away, but my ability to cope and manage those things increases ten-fold when I am nurturing my spirituality. Besides, doesn’t it seem like I need a major prayer to stick with this? :)

January I will be focusing on my spirituality.

My goals:

Pray at least twice a day. Make them meaningful, sincere, and take the time to ponder and listen afterward.
Read my scriptures daily. Simple (or not as simple) as that.
Take time for personal study and meditation. Studying talks, writing out feelings, making quiet time, and meaningful relaxation.

So there you have it. My new year is headed off with my Happiness Project.

What ideas and hopes do you have for the coming year ?

This is going to be a great year, I can feel it.

Want to pick up Gretchen’s book yourself? (I would totally recommend it if you're into this sort of thing) go here.
Want to check out her blog? Go here.

Hello there 2011.

2011-01-01T19:34:00.000-07:00

In recent weeks I have been looking forward to a new beginning. My life wasn't/isn't awful, there is just something so refreshing and hopeful for me about a new start. I know the change of the calendar hardly has to be the timeline, but for me this time around I have been looking forward to it. I have spent the past few weeks thinking about new goals, plans, and my hopes for the coming year. Last night I rang in the new year and headed for my sheets. As I laid there drifting off to Peter Pan land. I had these overwhelming thoughts of gratitude and hope. It's finally time.

I have a good feeling about you 2011. We are going to have a great year together.

xoxo,

Alice

Take Two

2010-12-29T22:01:00.000-07:00

Me and my crazy ideas. What else do you expect from me? I am about to attempt yet another photo challenge. (I know, I know. SIGH right?)

Join me over here for take two, and cross your fingers I can stick to this time :)

Cards, lights, and days off

2010-12-27T15:17:00.002-07:00

You know those days when you feel contradictory and complicated?
Today mine goes something like this…

I am excited to end 2010. It wasn’t horrible, it wasn’t fabulous, it just was.
I am ready to bid farewell and bring on something new.
Yet I am feeling nostalgic and hesitant. Am I ready for this?
I don’t want Christmas to be over, and I really don’t want to put the decorations away.
The twinkle lights, the sparkles and glitter. I really enjoyed all the Christmas cards this year.
Hot then cold. Sweaty then freezing. Something is wrong with my temperature gauge.
Can’t wait for sunshine and warm weather. Mr. Sun makes me happy.
Yet I wished for white stuff on Christmas, of course it was a day late and now it is FREEZING outside. Go figure.
I have craved fudge like never before this year. I had some of the best EVER!
The caramel popcorn? To die for. But man I hate my double chin.
Maybe I should blame the desire for all things sweet on my period?
Except that doesn’t last an entire month. hmmmm
Love days off, yet have anxiety about “wasting” them. Like I have to make the day extra swell or something just because I am not at work?
I dread going back to work after a long weekend, of course it’s never as bad as I am afraid.
Why do I torture myself?
I feel grateful to have a job. My job to be exact.

That’s what I have for you folks. Aren’t you glad you stopped by?
Lame! Not even a picture.

Merry Christmas

2010-12-23T13:45:00.000-07:00

Blog? What blog. Yikes, I have been a slacker. Such a crazy time of year, but I love it.

Take a few minutes and watch this video. I promise it is worth it. Such a special story shared by sweet little voices.

Merry Christmas!

Happy Thanksgiving

2010-11-24T23:38:00.002-07:00

Happy Thanksgiving my friends. Tomorrow I am headed up north for a day full of family, friends, and lots of good food. I love Thanksgiving and everything that comes with this time of year. A holiday celebrated with gratitude, blessings, and pumpkin pie--perfect. Tonight I know I truly am a lucky lucky girl.

TGIF

2010-11-12T14:10:00.000-07:00

Today I am thankful it is Friday. I think I am always glad it is Friday, but today it seems to be extra sweet. So many things about this week I am happy to bid farewell.

Now for my Friday afternoon ramblings…

Only a few things left to do and I am free for the weekend.
Totally free.
Extra hip hip hooray as I am not on call this weekend
I love when that happens.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to deal with HER.
She is so obnoxious
I have never met anyone like her and I hate to admit what she can really do to my mood, my thoughts, my attitude.
Toxic I tell you, toxic.
Mmmm ice cold water.
Need to work on my talk.
I don’t mind speaking in church, but I hate how jumbled my thoughts remain ALL WEEK about the topic
Maybe I lack enough Faith?
I love that Yoga makes my headaches go away
As I drove home last night listening to The Weepies, all felt right in the world.
Today I feel like I have rode a horse.
My hips are way too tight.
I am going to Mexico in the Spring.
My bestie’s 30th birthday should be celebrated in style.
April feels so far away.
Thanksgiving is in two weeks. So crazy.
I want to set up my Christmas tree.
But I will refrain until at least next weekend :)
Christmas shopping needs to be done.
I am not even sure who is on my list.
My niece and nephew make me smile.
Their pictures are plastered around my desk and it makes my heart warm.
Bless this day that I made it to Friday.

Hope you all have a nice weekend!

***picture found here

Word to live by.

2010-11-07T10:40:00.000-07:00

“The grateful man sees so much in the world to be thankful for, and with him the good outweighs the evil. Love overpowers jealousy, and light drives darkness out of his life. Pride destroys our gratitude and sets up selfishness in its place. How much happier we are in the presence of a grateful and loving soul, and how careful we should be to cultivate, through the medium of a prayerful life, a thankful attitude toward God and man!”

-President Joseph F. Smith

Told you so.

2010-11-03T21:07:00.000-06:00

Remember how I said I loved new calendars yesterday? This is what I purchased at Target this evening:

All but one was from the dollar section. I clearly couldn't help myself.

Giving thanks.

2010-11-02T16:09:00.000-06:00

I can hardly believe that we have made it to November. How did this happen? Please tell me I am not the only one who feels like time is going so fast?

In the spirit of the season I am hoping to focus on gratitude and my appreciation for the blessings in my life this month. Every year about this time, many committed bloggers (and I noticed this year a few “facebookers”, likely a new noun) set out to spend 30 days in Thanksgiving. I have tried it before and as you know, I failed. The truth is I fail miserably at almost anything that is required of me EVERYDAY. So this year, I don’t have such rigid plans. My hope is to spend the month remembering to count my blessings in whatever form and time line they decide to come out.

Today, I made a short list of some things I am grateful for:

The beautiful weather and sunshine we have. Who can complain about 50-60 degrees in November in Utah? Not me :)

The Autumn leaves that haven’t quite disappeared. Red, yellow, orange. These colors make my heart smile.

A fresh new month on the calendar. Something about turning the page and starting a new month is refreshing and full of hope.

My bestie The Rookie. I seriously am blessed to have the world’s greatest friend. Icing on the cake? We live together. Late at night when I feel like my life has gone to hell, she happens to be in the next room and calmly puts me back together. Lucky right?

Technology and our ability to have access to unlimited amounts of information in seconds. I sometimes take this for granted. I also kind of dig how easy it has become to stay “connected” (well in some form) with each other.

Quiet moments that I can actually hear myself think. Last night I spent twenty minutes or so spewing my thought on paper, hopefully to sort them out another day. I felt better when I was done.

What are you grateful for today?

***picture borrowed from The Rookie here :)

Happy Halloween

2010-10-31T18:32:00.001-06:00

Hope you had a fun Halloween weekend, I did!

Happy Halloween!

Still here.

2010-10-28T15:07:00.001-06:00

Wow, it has been a while since I have taken the time to blog. I am back to the complicated business again. Or maybe I never left? You see I suddenly feel so insecure. Not that insecurities and uncertainties are new for me, of course they are not. But when it comes to this blog I seem unsure, like I am holding back. Ages ago when I started this blog, I had no idea where I was headed. No idea what it would bring, what it would provide for me. But I started, and I just kept going. In looking back at old posts I can see it change. Some of it was a change in me. Those posts remind of struggles and triumphs. Transitions and new goals. Some of it was just a change is what I thought should be shared on a blog. Ridiculous, useless, worked up, emotional, hopeful, honest, unsure, just because- I can see all of that one post at a time.

Lately I feel insecure. Like sharing my thoughts on a blog might be a mistake. Judgments and the opinions of others might just be a bit too harsh right now. Yet light and fluffy isn’t exactly begging itself to be shared either. So, here I sit. Who knows if anyone is still out there, but I am here. Busy with life and her commitments. Feeling hopeful and discouraged all at the same time. Contemplating my little world and wondering and hoping I can carry it all. I am working on faith and knowing deep down, I will bob up for air when I need it very most.

In case we are all convinced I am all doom and gloom, here are some words that brought me encouragement today. He ALWAYS seems to say exactly what I need to hear.

“Patience is not passive resignation, nor is it failing to act because of our fears. Patience means active waiting and enduring. It means staying with something and doing all that we can—working, hoping, and exercising faith; bearing hardship with fortitude, even when the desires of our hearts are delayed. Patience is not simply enduring; it is enduring well!”
- Elder Dieter F. Uchtdorf

**Read the rest of the talk here. You will be glad you did ;)

Happy Birthday Addy!

2010-10-11T14:13:00.001-06:00

I can't believe Addy is 3!? Time seems to be zooming by, yet it's crazy to think about life without her? I had to share a few pictures - I can't help but smile at every single one!

Happy birthday sweet girl!

I hope you have a super fun birthday. I know you were just here last week, but I miss you anyway. I am so glad you were born. Happy Birthday Adds from your favorite aunt Alice. ;) LOVINS!

The perky ones.

2010-09-30T15:47:00.001-06:00

Night shifts are rough.

Night shifts smashed in between two day shifts add an extra sucker punch.

I dread them and I love them simultaneously. You might think I am sort of sick? I probably am. But the truth is there is something about those night hours that invite me back. The atmosphere with great coworkers? The quirky doctor moments? The slight irreverence? The jokes? The you-are-never-going-to-believe-this story?

This morning I wondered what in the crap I am thinking as I walked to my car at 6:20.

I wanted to trip a few of the people on my way out who looked extra perky. You see, they just arrived to work after sleeping, showering, and a fresh application of make-up.

I, on the other hand, had been up for nearly 24 hours, had a sweater growing on my teeth, and my body felt like something I imagine feels like being hit by a dump truck.

They were so perky-- and I was a hot mess!

The worst part? I was going to be back for work in 3 hours.

* picture found with google here

Holding tight.

2010-09-28T16:03:00.002-06:00

It’s one of those weeks when all in the world doesn’t seem quite right? I can’t really put my finger on what is wrong, and really I sound ungrateful spewing such doubt into the air.

It feels clouded and confusing and somehow way too complicated. I hate uneasy. I hate self-doubt. I struggle waiting and trusting that I am headed in the right direction. I so foolishly and easily allow myself to slip into doubt and fall down.

Breathe in.
Breathe out.

He has a plan.
And it’s far better than anything I can dream up.

Joseph F. Smith said it perfectly when he said:

"Everywhere in nature we are taught the lessons of patience and waiting. We want things a long time before we get them, and the fact that we wanted them a long time makes them all the more precious when they come."

*picture found here

Playing Nice

2010-09-24T16:09:00.000-06:00

In recent weeks I have really be thinking about being nice, simple kindness, genuine concern. All those simple feel good things that make the world go round, yet they seem to be overlooked. It seems their value is diminishing or their power is underestimated. People can be so mean, so cruel, and I hate it. Some days I want to yell at the top of my lungs BE NICE! But yelling isn't nice and then I am back at square one.

We have all read or heard portions of Robert Fulghum's essay All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten. I wonder what it would be like if we all played by these rules again?

All I really need to know I learned in kindergarten.

All I really need to know about how to live and what to do and how to be I learned in kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate-school mountain, but there in the sandpile at Sunday School. These are the things I learned:

Share everything.

Play fair.

Don't hit people.

Put things back where you found them.

Clean up your own mess.

Don't take things that aren't yours.

Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody.

Wash your hands before you eat.

Flush.

Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.

Live a balanced life - learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some.

Take a nap every afternoon.

When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands, and stick together.

Be aware of wonder.

Remember the little seed in the styrofoam cup: The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that.

Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup

- they all die.

So do we.

And then remember the Dick-and-Jane books and the first word you learned - the biggest word of all - LOOK.

Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation. Ecology and politics and equality and sane living. Take any of those items and extrapolate it into sophisticated adult terms and apply it to your family life or your work or your government or your world and it holds true and clear and firm. Think what a better world it would be if all - the whole world - had cookies and milk about three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a nap. Or if all governments had a basic policy to always put thing back where they found them and to clean up their own mess.

And it is still true, no matter how old you are - when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together.

Mental Vomit: One of "those" posts

2010-09-10T11:41:00.003-06:00

My to do list today is ridiculous. Somehow I am helping the situation by blogging? Not so much, but I think such a habit started in college when I was so good at avoiding and procrastinating those papers. I suppose I never fully learned my lesson because the last minute I pulled it off--every time (PHEW!)

A few random thoughts streaming through my head.

I hate charting.

I hate it more when I let it pile up…UGH.

Four day weeks are always worse than five day weeks.

I love the day off, but still the same amount of work crammed into less hours.

That’s the part I don’t like.

Babies fresh from heaven are so sweet.

I watched another one enter the world yesterday.

So amazing.

I have a talk to write for Sunday.

I have been trying to work on it all week and it is still this jumbled mess in my thoughts.

I have a few good quotes, a scripture, and my crazy thoughts.

I am not even sure where I am headed with this.

I have had Let Us All Press On in my head ALL WEEK.

I am craving the BBQ chicken salad from Zuppas.

The criteria for Asperger’s, Schizotypal Personality Disorder, and Erickson’s stages of development.

Connecting

2010-08-31T21:45:00.001-06:00

Ahh the life of a Social Worker. I have eluded to my plight before. Remember how I got into this mess? We have chatted many times about blogging about a job, your coworkers, your boss, or in my case, my patients. Not cool, not smart, against the rules, and I could be fired. With all that being said…

Have I ever told you that it is impossible to make this crap up? Stories, circumstances, situations, all of it. The nature of people means the sky is the limit and I find myself surprised “as the plot thickens” because while I have heard many stories too many times, there are always more. Something new. And that might just be one reason I like it. New stories, new circumstances, and no easy answers. While I have nowhere near all the answers, there is something enjoyable about the problem solving that ensues. The options discussed, the exceptions considered. New stories mean new answers.

But sometimes there is no answer. It is just a crappy situation with no potential in the outcome. Those moments are hard. Hard for all of us, especially for those patients and families. Other times, in the face of all those “hard things” the answer seems to fall from the sky and we all see a miracle. Truly no other way to describe it then that, a miracle.

I probably remember miracles and “hard things” in a similar fashion. They are good learning experiences and definitely leave their mark. But at the end of the day I am not sure they are why I stay at this. Sure I enjoy drama and a good story (especially when it is over) like the next person. But the boosts I get during my week come from something simple. A subtly you will totally miss if you aren’t paying attention. This minor detail I am thinking of is something I know you have all experienced. I like being a Social Worker because I like connecting with people. The understanding and encouragement that comes when someone “gets you” is almost magical. I treasure those connections when I feel “understood” by someone in my own life. Consequently, I know it is appreciated when I can provide that same validation and understanding, even if only for a brief moment, to someone else.

It’s not all rainbows, warm fuzzies, and ideal situations around this place, believe me. Plenty of other “crap” abounds. But today I am grateful for those small reminders that I really do make a difference. Even if it only happens once in awhile.

** Picture found here

Because I like it.

2010-08-20T21:38:00.001-06:00

YIKES! The last couple of weeks have really been a doozie for me. Work and chaos have taken over my life and swallowed me whole. I am trying to dig myself out. I will dig myself out.

Last night I found myself thumbing through flickr mindlessly before bed. I like to look at the things people take pictures of. Inspiring. Funny. Wacky. Beautiful. Odd. Interesting. WTH? You get the drift. Then Ali reminded me of flickr mosaics. I have made a few in my day but it's been awhile so I decided to make another. No real theme, idea, or reason. I picked them because they caught my eye or made me happy.

Happy weekend. Yes I am alive!

1. Summer Grass, 2. The Life Wisdom, 3. Field of joy, 4. Fiber One Cereal, 5. one of these things does not belong!, 6. Still in love? I think so ; ), 7. peonies, 8. folded quilts are nice, 9. My Robot, 10. TAST 2010 -knotted buttonhole stitch 2, 11. Pinky Promises, Puppy Love & Best Friends Forever, 12. Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, 13. Fortune, 14. You make my toes smile =D, 15. Super hero cupcakes , 16. pink blossom

Want to make your own? Head over here and use the mosaic maker.

Words to Live by

2010-08-08T18:58:00.002-06:00

*Ensign, October 2000

Fruit and Face Wash.

2010-08-04T15:31:00.001-06:00

I enjoy grapefruit. My daddy taught me to love the stuff as a little girl. Cut it in half, sprinkle LOTS of sugar (sshhh don't tell), and enjoy her with a spoon. Yummy. In college I had a professor who taught me to peel them. By peel I mean "no white stuff". I get a little sticky, but it's delicious. Two points for grapefruit, or maybe three. Peeling them means no guilt about the sugar. (BONUS!) My like list of grapefruit continues on. I like grapefruit as a scent in my Scentsy, smell in a lotion, and my favorite lip gloss happens to be grapefruit.

On a seemingly unrelated note, I am a fan of Neutrogena. It always available at my local Target and my face thanks me for the stuff. I use their face wash, astringent (damn the blackheads), and their moisturizer. I am a Neutrogena girl.

Imagine my delight when I saw that grapefruit and Neutrogena teamed up. I noticed the combo there on the shelf on the exact day I needed face wash. It took a total of three seconds to decide I wanted to try it.

BAD NEWS!

It makes my face itch and it's making me crazy! Some combinations really shouldn't go together.

Obviously.

Potential

2010-08-02T16:44:00.001-06:00

“The Lord loves each of us too much to

merely let us go on being what we now are, for he knows what we have the

possibility to become!”

-Elder Neal A. Maxwell

This is just what I needed yesterday, thank you Katie. Do yourself a favor and read the rest here.

*image found here.

Sigh.

2010-07-25T20:37:00.001-06:00

Addy hanging out in the hammock in my mom's backyard earlier this summer.
This picture makes me feel better already.

Hello. My name is Alice, and I neglect my blog.

Hi Alice. (That is your part.)

The truth is all sorts of things, including my blog, have been neglected. I have had one of those crazy weeks that turned to months and I have lost track of all the things I really am not taking care of.

OOPS!

So here I am attempting to remember some those things. You know, in the form of my random blog vomit posts.

It is kind of gross how often I refer to vomit around here. BLEH.

Anyway, here we go, with a smile of course.

Today I was on call and unfortunately I missed church. BOO.
Accidents happen at all hours...including during church. Double Boo.
I am enjoying the summer and suddenly feel like it is about over.
WAIT...I am not ready for that.
I need to psych myself out and get back on the ball with exercise.
Why in the heck is it so easy for me to fall off?
In case you are wondering, the headaches somehow aren't totally motivating.
I have a bunch of pictures to dump on my camera and share.
We all like to look at pictures right?
My laundry is piling up.
I may have purchased some new underwear on Friday because of this fact.
Don't judge me.
I have a couple of books half read on my nightstand.
I am not sure which one to pick up.
I have forgotten some details of all of them.
My test. Don't bring it up.
The cookbook?
I made a plan this weekend and will hopefully sort it out this week.
My hiking goal for the summer?
Not quite half way.
I can count September as summer as far as hiking is concerned right?
My project 365?
Well it turned to project 52 on my birthday and I think I am already one photo behind.
It's just how I roll...go with it ok?
I will post them soon.
Really, I will.
It's 100 freaking degrees outside and that is just a tad too hot for me.
I am afraid I make life too complicated.
I am working on that too.
Temple attendance.
Scripture study.
Oil change.
Car wash.
Pedicure.
Hair cut.

How in the world do you people do it all? I clearly have a hard time staying on top of it all the time. Here's to hoping this week I can scribble some things of this list.

For now, I am headed for the hills for some fresh air and to check out the stars before this week starts. Sleep well my friends.

This ISN'T Your Captain Speaking

2010-06-25T15:17:00.000-06:00

Guess what...it's my BIRTHDAY today!

My bestie hacked her way in here

to let you all know

you should be wishing me a happy birthday!

(And you should be. Right now!)

In the meantime,

I'm going to be packing for this place...

thanks kids!

Can't help but smile.

2010-06-24T14:35:00.001-06:00

A few things making me happy this week.

"No cavities" at the dentist

Two days off

A Lime Slush

Hand written cards

Summer hikes

NPR

Watermelon

Best Friends

Fresh flowers

New songs found on itunes

What is making you happy today?

*image found on google

Who knows.

2010-06-21T15:23:00.001-06:00

Wow! A whole month and not a word from me. I hate when I do that. I didn't really plan on being MIA but here we are. I have had a few posts swimming around in my head but I wasn't sure I wanted to let them out. You know, those vulnerable insecurities that you feel so sensitive about? I guess I decided not to share.

The truth plainly put? I have been in a bit of a funk lately. And by funk I mean I don't really know what my deal is, but something isn't right. I am off balance and feel in disarray. I feel anxious and complicated and afraid. Nothing super traumatic was dropped on my life. No huge news or change to announce. So who knows what my deal is but we will keep calling her funk for now.

How do you change your funk when you aren't sure what the problem is?

I really have no idea. I wish I had the perfect answer-- but I don't. So here I sit and blog.

Deep breaths and a quick prayer. Please bless I will figure this out...eventually.

* image courtesy of google.

Words to Live by.

2010-05-23T18:40:00.001-06:00

"We all search for happiness, and we all try to find our own “happily ever after.” The truth is, God knows how to get there! And He has created a map for you; He knows the way. He is your beloved Heavenly Father, who seeks your good, your happiness. He desires with all the love of a perfect and pure Father that you reach your supernal destination. The map is available to all. It gives explicit directions of what to do and where to go to everyone who is striving to come unto Christ and “stand as a witness of God at all times and in all things, and in all places.” All you have to do is trust your Heavenly Father. Trust Him enough to follow His plan."

- President Dieter F. Uchtdorf

found here.

Your favorite color must be green.

2010-05-17T16:47:00.001-06:00

I always feel so much pressure when it comes to selecting a favorite color. It seems simple, eveyone has a favorite color right? But then the mental negotiating begins. I never know what to pick. It goes something like this.

anyone curious about my favorite color: Alice, what is your favorite color?

Alice and her chaotic thinking before answering- Well it depends, I like black shirts, pink toes nails, white socks, brown mascara, black flip flops, green sno cones, yellow sunshine, green chapstick, my purple ipod, brown water (errr I mean dr. pepper), my turquoise quilt, red poppies, yellow highlighters, green gum, white toothpaste, red tootsie pops...

and finally the answer?

Alice: Depends.

Today a coworker entered my office and rather than asking, simply said "Your favorite color must be green." Green? Why does she think green is my favorite?

Then I looked down and noticed...

I was using a green pen, writing on a green post-it, next to a green folder, near my green nalgene, in front of my calendar who's picture this month is green, while wearing green pants, and eating out of my green lunch box, that happened to have green key lime yogurt inside.

Maybe my favroite color is green?

Because I said I would.

2010-05-13T22:04:00.001-06:00

Remember several weeks ago when I took a trip to San Francisco? I enjoyed the time off, seeing the sights, and spending time with the girls. Here is a random selection out of the hundreds of pictures taken for your viewing enjoyment. My trip went something like this...

Road tip from Utah to Elko then Elko to California. Nevada is an unfortunate looking place, that is all I'm saying. Self portrait in the parking lot with SNOW!?

Celebrating the birthday girl.

One day it rained all day :( We went to the movie and then visited the ocean anyway. BEAUTIFUL.

Darn point and shoot freaked out in the lighting. Cute picture even if it has color issues.

A giant gnome spotted driving back from the coast.

Wandering around the pier.

Practicing a little depth of field in manual :)

Alcatraz. Beautiful location, interesting place.

Enjoying some ice cream at Ghirardelli square.

Finally saw Wicked. I thought it was fabulous.

There you have it. Thanks for the fun time girls, can't wait to go back.

Mental Vomit: it's what I do best.

2010-04-29T19:47:00.001-06:00

Yep, it's been a while and sometimes that happens.

Last week I had one of those weeks that I just couldn't get it together.

Crazy busy, because that is how life works.

I started a blogpost titled "holy hell" last Thursday describing my chaos.

Then I never published it because a little voice reminded me I didn't want to look trashy on all of your side bars.

So instead holy hell will just be within this post.

Because it's my blog and I can.

I have mixed feelings about the snow.

I would prefer rain at this time of year.

My sister and her kiddos are coming next week and I can't wait.

I hate that they live far away.

I think I tell you that a lot.

But I like my sister and I miss her.

I am back on the lets-get-healthy-get-your-buns-to-the-gym train.

It is so freaking hard.

But it's day 17.

I am surviving.

I have a conference next week and sometimes I don't love those things.

This one has the potential to be good because it actually relates to my job.

But sometimes hanging out with stuffy social workers remind me I'd rather not.

My vacation to San Francisco a few weeks ago was fabulous.

It was good for me.

Maybe next I will post a few pictures.

Just so you don't feel like you missed out on something.

But really you did.

My laundry pile is out of control.

I feel overwhelmed by it.

I need a hair cut.

I love a fresh hair cut.

Time for dinner.

It smells delish!

A Small Plea

2010-04-11T21:52:00.000-06:00

Dear Monday,

Please be kind to me. You see, since returning from vacation I still haven't exactly "caught up" with things. I tried to get a handle on them this weekend but it didn't exactly happen. Even my laundry has been left undone. I left work on Friday without completing all my charting. Something tells me with 42 babies around this might be a busy week, starting first thing in the morning of course. I am dreading the sound that signals you have arrived. I will do my best to be productive and not get too frazzed about all of this. But please, please be kind to me.

Much love,
Alice

Guess where I am headed?

2010-04-02T12:09:00.000-06:00

picture found here

Headed out of town with the girls. Hope you enjoy your weekend, I know I will! :)

Words to live by.

2010-03-28T20:02:00.002-06:00

Happy List

2010-03-13T16:24:00.007-07:00

A few things that make me happy this week...

Vacuum marks in the carpet

Grapefruit lip gloss from Bath and Body works

My upcoming trip to visit my sister and finally meet my nephew

Blue skies and sunshine, too bad it is snowing as I type this ;(

Pomegranate frozen yogurt with Graham crackers on top from Red Mango

Sore muscles from a good workout

Adoption

Celebrating the Rookie's birthday

The Temple

Coupons and good deals

Happy weekend!

p.s. sometimes I hate blogger. This post originally included color and looked a little less boring. But the formatting was so wacked when I hit publish, clearly blogger couldn't handle it. :( Oh well, the list makes me happy anyway.

Mental Vomit: Pop Tart Edition

2010-03-05T20:18:00.002-07:00

Sometimes I ramble on in a blog post and never post it.

Sometimes I fix and edit it into something a tad more directed.

Sometimes, I look for a picture and hit publish post, no matter what I have just blabbed.

Long ago I heard blogging about your job wasn't such a good idea.

Most days that is OK with me, but other times I have nothing else to blog about so... I don't blog.

Have you ever watch 16 and Pregnant?

Some days that is my reality.

Not the pregnant piece (but I would like to try that one day), trying to work with babies having babies.

And just like the episode on right now, they name the baby Nevaeh.

Funny they all think they are so original.

That was rude.

That is probably why you aren't suppose to blog about work.

While my job is sometime drama, good days make up for it.

I see some amazing things and witness amazing stories.

I will be the first to admit some of those sweet little babes are truly miracles and it is a privilege to work with their parents, even if they are sometimes too young to be having babies.

Grace. Class. Courage. Brave. Humble. Love. Inspiring.

Those days remind me why I do this stuff.

I just spilled ice cream on my shirt.

My white shirt.

Chocolate ice cream.

And I am on call and will very likely find myself in public before the night is over.

If you call the ER public.

Oh well, they will see the spot on my shirt.

Do I sound a little sour this evening?

Sorry.

I was happy the sun was still out when I left work today.

It was even 530.

I love when the days get longer.

Fiber One Pop Tarts and Alice's tummy aren't really friends.

Was that too much?

The air is killing me.

I have been listened to a little Michael Jackson lately.

It's been in my head since watching This is It a few weeks ago.

He was a freaky dude.

So haunted.

It's so sad.

I hate VISA but I hate debt more.

I really am working on that mess, but every time I feel like there is light at the end of the tunnel someone craps on my plan.

Negative Nancy again!

YIKES!

Guess I will try again tomorrow.

For my friend March

2010-03-04T12:49:00.001-07:00

image found here

Dear March,

I love you and am so glad you came. The last several days of sunshine and blue skies have been good for me. I have noticed a big difference in myself - seriously, thank you ;). Rumor has it the weatherman claims a storm is coming. That is ok, but only if it doesn't stay very long. I would love it if we could stay friends.

Much Love,
Alice

p.s. another reason I love you? I get to finally meet my new nephew, love on my niece, and hang out with my sister this month. Thanks March for bringing this too.

Words to Live by.

2010-02-21T18:45:00.000-07:00

Little Secrets

2010-02-10T14:56:00.000-07:00

A few weeks ago The Rookie posted a bit of a confessional. I liked it. Don't we all have things that we usually don't share or maybe we do but shouldn't? I am usually in the latter category wishing that I didn't share as much. Like today I may have responded to an e-mail with friends and brought up Necrotizing Fasciitis. What? They told me I was gross. Anyway, since that seems to be the flavor of the day here is my own little confessional following my dear friends lead, some of which may not be such a surprise afterall.

I check behind the shower curtain for murders and psychopaths nearly every time I go to the bathroom. Even at your house.

I dreamed last night about shaving my legs. How lame am I? Maybe the BIC gods were sending a hint?

I cry when I get mad or frustrated. I hate it, especially when I am trying to stand up for myself or tell someone off. I look pretty stupid when the tears turn on.

I listened to Miley Cyrus at the gym last night. Yes that means she is on my ipod, but only one song I swear.

I have a problem with the snooze button. I confessed this before, but I think it is worse now.

I need good black shoes for work. I can’t find any so I think my shoes are ugly most days of the week.

Skinny, pointy, ladies from the east side with bull cuts make me nutso. Not nice? Well I don’t think they are either.

I can’t live without lotion.

I think wound care nurses have one of the worse jobs on the planet! Second only to booger/phlegm/sputum/trach goo suckers. (I am sure this will make my mom dry heave)

I think people who insist their life is perfect are lying. Life is hard and that is OK!

I have probably eaten too much lemon yogurt this week. But whatever, I love it!

Words to live by.

2010-02-07T15:56:00.001-07:00

Found here.

No Postage Required.

2010-02-04T15:47:00.000-07:00

Dear Work Week,

You have been a doozie this time. Monday was long, REALLY LONG, and Tuesday I wondered if I would survive. Good news, I made it and Thursday is almost over now. I think I am going to go home early. Thank you for making tomorrow Friday. If it's not too much to ask, can the sunshine stay for the weekend? I would really appreciate it and honestly think you owe me.

Sincerely,
Alice

p.s. I updated my Project 365. One of these days maybe I will find time to post more frequent then every two weeks. Maybe.

One little Word

2010-01-29T16:52:00.004-07:00

The past several years I have joined in Ali’s fun of selecting one word as my for the year. This word is a word to focus on, to lead the way, to remind me, a theme of sorts. While I have gone back and forth with resolutions for a number of reasons over the years, this word thing seems to work for me. This year I did make some resolutions. I also chose a word. I decided on my word back in December. I obviously haven't bothered to post until now, but that’s how I roll. Better late than never right?

My word for 2008 was Peace
My word for 2009 was Intention
My word for 2010 is Persist.

Thanks to Google and the dictionary, this is my collaborated definition of Persist:

To continue steadfastly or firmly in a purpose or course of action in spite of opposition, obstacles, or setbacks; to last or endure.

This year I just want to keep going, keep trying, and continue. I find so many times I set goals and start things and piddle out. I have excuses like not enough time, energy, strength, ability, talent, or determination. Sometimes it’s because it is hard or it isn’t perfect or what I imagined.

Sound like a crazy reasons to quit? Well it’s true, those are my reasons.

I may not be the fastest.
I may not be first.
I may not be perfect.
It may suck the first eighty times I attempt it.
But this year I don’t want to stop.
I am going to continue steadfastly in spite of obstacles.
I am going to set goals, try new things, and work hard.

Check it out.

2010-01-23T19:58:00.002-07:00

Have you been watching my progress of one of my New Year's resolutions?

Oh wait, it was private and none of you were invited.

Well you are all invited now.

Go check it out over here.

I need to update this last week and I will, just not until later. :)

Hope you are all enjoying your weekend.

T.G.I.F.

2010-01-22T16:30:00.004-07:00

picture found here

10 reasons I am happy today is Friday

1. My heart feels happy on Friday mornings. I can't help but smile knowing Friday...FINALLY!

2. It's the beginning of the weekend. Who doesn't love that?

3. I get a break from that place that allows me to pay my bills. Along with "that place" includes a break from a co-worker or two that may or may not be trying my patience and kind character.

4. I get to hang out with the Rookie.

5. My bedroom needs to be vacuumed and dusted and it will happen tomorrow.

6. I can sleep well tonight knowing I can sleep in tomorrow, or wake up early since sometimes I can't help myself, but no harm in staying in bed to read and lounge for a bit. Or maybe dusting in my underwear before I am presentable for the day?

7. A decent work out. Somehow it usually happens at least once during the weekend and I like it. Bless the weekend.

8. I can wear jeans! I really hate dress codes at work.

9. I actually left work early. HAPPY DAY!

10. I am eating chocolate covered cranberries and typing a blog post while the sun is still out. I think that is something to be smiling about.

Happy Friday, enjoy the weekend!

It happens to you too sometimes right?

2010-01-19T12:24:00.005-07:00

You know those days when it seems like things happen backward? Nothing is really wrong it's just chaotic and bothersome?

Like when you don't have to get up until 7:15, instead you wake up at 6:15. Waking up earlier might not be such a bad deal except you are still tired yet your mind won't shut up and let you enjoy that last hour in dream land?

You finally roll out of bed, late of course, head for the shower and just aren't quick enough despite your effort to hurry.

Contacts in, dry hair, and crap?! Jupiter grew on your chin.

As a total side note, something is seriously up with my skin. Blame it on our crap-o-la air. Blame it on that female visitor that should be rounding off this weekend. Blame it on the fact that mid December I caught a nasty cold and fell off the bandwagon of a decent diet and regular exercise. I have been eating like crap and skipping the gym for the most part since then and I REALLY NEED TO STOP IT! My body would thank me.

Anyway, back to Jupiter. Now your cell phone starts ringing and the chaos has begun at work. "Please hurry" is frantically begged from the other side of the phone. With that, you don't have time to quite flat iron your hair to your liking, guess you better pull your bangs back in a bobby-pin (which by the way if you haven't tried the short ones from Target you must. I have a serious crush on them and am unsure why I didn't splurge before now), and head down stairs to find clean unders. Because yes ladies and gents, if you are anything like me your clean clothes are still in a pile on your couch waiting to be folded. On your way out of the house you grab a brownie for breakfast.

Yep this was my morning. Too bad my day isn't even half over.

Luckily I just looked outside and can see the sun. It is beautiful!

It's about stinkin' time!

2010-01-17T21:07:00.004-07:00

Good heavens it's about time for a new post. Christmas was a good three weeks ago and I have obviously been MIA! You see sometimes life gets going so fast, sitting down to blog just doesn't happen. But I hate when that happens. Mostly because when I go back to read about my nonsense and shenanigans I call my life, there is a giant hole! Because it's totally how my brain works, how about a little mental vomit? A normal part of my blogging ;)

Last week I thought of something to blog about nearly every day.
Hello, I even had something to throw on a page but to no avail.
I really need to work on it.
I really do.
I miss the sunshine. My mood clearly needs it.
So please join us soon Mr. Sunshine, I miss you.
I made several resolutions this year, do you even care?
Maybe I will share some?
Maybe I won't?
I think it is rather crappy I don't have tomorrow off.
Hello human rights is something to celebrate!
My sister is going to have a baby in a few weeks and she is thousands of miles away!!
I hate Chicago, it's stupid.
I miss her.
I think Kate Winslet is beautiful. She looked rockin' at the Golden Globes.
Did you know I have a Zebra case on my phone?
I do.
Saw Lovely Bones this weekend.
Stanely Tucci is the perfect creeper.
Is there such a thing?
I cleaned out my closet today.
I love when that happens.
Hopefully this took the pressure off.
You know the pressure to blog when it has been FOREVER!?
Better get some laundry folded.
Anyone still out there?

Merry Christmas

2009-12-24T15:20:00.004-07:00

picture of Mary and Joseph from Mark Maybry's Reflections of Christ

I am so thankful for the birth, life, atonement, and continued blessing of our Savior Jesus Christ.

May you all have a very Merry Christmas.

Mental Vomit: Exhausted Edition.

2009-12-17T14:31:00.002-07:00

from Google

Spewing thoughts on my blog makes for some of the most random posts around.
I stayed up far past my bedtime last night and boy am I paying for it today.
But at 2 AM when the blabbering continued, I didn’t care.
We were busy discussing how we could save the world.
This morning I cared.
I felt as though I had been hit by a truck and kind of wanted to puke.
I dutifully woke up and travelled to my dentist appointment anyway.
I was late.
But you probably already knew that.
I don’t have any cavities.
I could really go for a nap.
This is exhausted edition after all.
Christmas is in 8 days.
Still a lot to get done before that 8th day.
Oh well, it always happens and I some how survive.
I just closed my eyes and started to fal……………

…started to fall asleep while typing.
Now I am yawning.
I miss the gym.
I WILL make time this week.
What is your favorite white elephant gift?
I enjoy online shopping.
They are painting the walls green.
Were they green before?
Now I can't remember.
He just said this is the 4th time painting the hospital since it opened.
So that's where my raise went?
Puke green paint.
Did you notice all the reference to barf?
Gross! I hate barfing.
My skin is so dang dry!
It makes me so freakin’ itchy- ugh!
Sometimes I hate this weather.
I wish I was somewhere warm right now.
Preferably with flip-flops on, warm sunshine on my face, and blue water for miles.
Guess I better clean my office or something so I can stay awake.
Can’t wait to meet my pillow later-It’s going to be amazing!

Happy Birthday Ashley!

2009-12-13T07:55:00.002-07:00

Today is Ashley's birthday, how about some Birthday wishes?

She was always a wild woman in the water, especially if she had a "floatie" -so funny.

That's our BIG dance hair. What was my mother thinking? Still, oh so cute right?

A beautiful bride for sure.

Look at Jellybean's cheeks! I would like to eat them! Such a great little mommy.

She will kill me for this one, but to bad. What's a birthday without a little embarrassment?

Happy Birthday Day Ashley! I love you and am lucky you are my sister. I miss you and wish you were home about now. Hope you have a happy birthday!

LOVINS!

She belongs with him.

2009-12-08T16:37:00.001-07:00

photo courtesy of Google

Trying to be positive and sunshiny all the time gets exhausting.

Many moons ago I for some freakish reason decided social work was the field for me. I spent hours volunteering my time for the betterment of the community. Painted the Salvation Army, collected supplies for the homeless shelter, raised awareness for drunk driving, talked about feelings with fourth graders, and made crafts and sang songs with little ones who had lost a family member to an untimely death. I ate school up just like I enjoy Cafe Rio and I couldn't get enough. After graduate school was complete I headed for the real world with my head spilling over with knowledge. Empathy and a client's right to self-determination are key. I was on board with William Glasser and thought there may be something to good old Fritz Perls.

Enter first job. They wouldn't stop talking about being the "nice and friendly one". The one who comes in and makes everything better in the world because they think in school I was taught to crap rainbows and spew sunshine you know. After a full day with the Social Worker I was replacing I was sure my assessment skills were rockin' it, because that woman was a piece of work- and diagnosable at that. Several years and a few jobs later, some how I am still expected to deal with all the conflict and ensure the world is smiling and birds are singing at the end of the day. The good news? Sometimes it actually happens. The reality however? Many times birds aren't the answer. Taking a patient's phone right out of the wall because she can't control herself, or how about marching into waiting room of the ER at 2 AM to tell a group a hooligans to get a grip or get out. A bird would never do that!

Still the Social Work job description includes friendly faces and magical music and butterflies.

And it gets so old. Especially when sometimes it isn't a patient that is the problem. I don't find it hard to be nice to patients most of the time.

Since this is a blog and dishing the dirt about your job or your coworkers on a blog is NOT a good idea I will leave it at this:

Social Work isn't what I thought it would be, but most days I love it anyway. I might have learned all sorts of theories and techniques and keep them in my head somewhere, but most of the time it comes out in some hybrid form of chaos meets just being real. And that's ok. People are in hard situations and I am happy to be apart of that journey. The most frustrating part of my job these days has nothing to do with the happy Social Work job description at all.

It's because of darn people you can find you anywhere. You know the kind who press your buttons? Make your skin crawl? The very sound of their voice makes you want to barf? The ones that you think about kicking square in the crotch because they are so difficult and entitled and judgmental and self-important? That's why this job is hard and unfortunately I can't change it. I tried to be positive and sunshiny and welcome the birds?

But I can't do it today. I don't have it in me.

P.S. If I haven't said it before let it be known, Freud is a freak-wack-job.

A less than proud moment

2009-12-01T21:21:00.005-07:00

This morning I woke up and emerged from the sickening fog the past three days have been.

This is what I saw...

Sick right?

You will have to forgive the honesty that was obviously on the floor next to my bed. But I didn't care when I used each one of those tissues one after another. The Rookie unfortunately shared this disgusting cold, or maybe it was fortunate because we were sick together?

After two days off work, three trips to Jamba Juice- one of the few things that sounded remotely appetizing, four boxes of tissues- Puff with Lotion of course, a box of pseudoephedrine, cough drops, Mentholatum, regular "vitamin dosing"-just like the Rookie's mommy has always taught her, napping for hours, and a few hot showers, I think things are finally on the up and up. Hooray!

Tonight I am grateful for those healthy days I forget to notice...and that I now have a three day work week.

A thought for Friday

2009-11-13T15:44:00.002-07:00

“I admit it's tempting to wish for the perfect boss - the perfect parent - or the perfect outfit. But maybe the best any of us can do is not quit, play the hand we've been dealt, and accessorize what we've got."

- Carrie Bradshaw, Sex in the City

Have a good weekend!

Maybe have time to sing in the shower?

2009-11-11T20:54:00.006-07:00

Sometimes I fantasize about a day off. Not just any day off, one where I stay home to do nothing in particular. You know, where I can wake up when I feel like it. Eat breakfast while watching a little Today Show. Make my bed before I shower. Wear jeans and flip-flops. Wash my dishes in time for lunch. How about a Tuna fish sandwich? Back up the photos on my laptop. Sort through clothes in my closet. Paint my toe nails. Lay on my bed with the sunshine coming through the window while I read a book. Visit the grocery store at 2:00 when the rest of the world isn't there.

I want a day off like that. Not because I hate my job or the fact that I even I have a job. For that I am grateful. But tonight I wish I was having a day off like that...tomorrow.

Blessed.

2009-11-05T21:56:00.012-07:00

A couple of Sundays ago The Rookie and I hiked to the top of Ensign Peak for some fresh air. The vibrant Autumn colors were still holding strong. It was beautiful.

Oh Autumn, I love you. I love your colors, I love your temperatures, I love your wardrobes, I love your beauty. I'm glad we get to spend time together.

For Today

2009-10-19T16:04:00.000-06:00

A few weeks ago Rookie left town to go see her sister. While she was gone I had quite a bit of quiet time on my hands. I am not calling her a loud mouth or anything, I just spent more time alone with my thoughts than I normally do. It was also the weekend of General Conference so my heart was full of love and peace. I noticed a positive tone to my thoughts and self-talk that unfortunately isn’t always there. I was amazed by the difference I felt.

After Rookie came home we chatted a little about a desire to be positive. To be happy just because, to leave the negativity and complaining to someone else, to make today count. And so it began. Rookie wrote about it over here, and of course can always say it better than I. You should go read what she said. :)

Earlier this year I chose intention as my word or mantra for the year. I think this recommitment to find joy in my “now” compliments intentional living quite nicely. Especially since my love affair with intention is about over. :)

Today I came across a talk that I wanted to share. It felt especially timely for me, something that I needed to be reminded of. My favorite part?

“Sometimes we let our thoughts of tomorrow take up too much of today. Daydreaming of the past and longing for the future may provide comfort but will not take the place of living in the present. This is the day of our opportunity, and we must grasp it…There is no tomorrow to remember if we don’t do something today, and to live most fully today, we must do that which is of greatest importance. Let us not procrastinate those things which matter most.”

-President Thomas S. Monson

Chicago here I come.

2009-10-08T22:51:00.003-06:00

I love this picture of my niece Addy. It was taken on our road trip this summer. She would beg to have the window rolled down and then squeal with excitement when she was blasted with air. I love her.

I'm off to Chicago to play with the girls. See you next week!

hugs,
Alice

To-do...

2009-10-08T12:38:00.005-06:00

As you know, I am headed to Chicago tomorrow. I am looking forward to a few days with my mom, sisters, niece, and my brother-in-law. It’s been a while since we have all been able to hang out together. I am excited.

Before I can leave I have a to-do list that seems a mile long. I have a love/hate relationship with to-do lists. I love crossing things off and feeling productive, I hate looking down at the list as it glares back at me when it is full.

Today it looks something like this:

Visit A, B, and C patients
Screen new delivery
Make two follow-up phone calls
Print up weekend call list
Turn in trauma shift preferences for November
Return Oximeter
Type up summary of my patients for someone who will pretend to be me for a few days.
File pile (so that same person won’t think I am a total slob)
Type up coverage note for the unit
Pay bills
Get gas
Clean room
Pack (boy is that little word deceiving)
Swing by the store in hopes of a new pair of jeans (mine are all too fat-- HOORAY!)
Make it to the gym

So tell me friends, what is on your to do list for today?

Time's Up!

2009-10-07T13:43:00.006-06:00

Image from HairStyle Ideas.

When I was in 7th grade I curled my hair piece by piece every morning with the curling iron. Yes I had a perm underneath those curling iron ringlets, but at 13 I insisted it had to be curled too. I liked it best that way and was willing to spend nearly 40 minutes taming that hair every morning. A girl has her priorities right? At the time my hair was pretty long but the fact that it was curled all up every day that hardly seemed the case. Just past my shoulders is what it seemed to be.

8th grade came and went and to be honest that was a traumatic time in my life so lets not relive it. The point is I cut my hair. By 9th grade it was a little shorter. Since that time I have not stopped. I love to cut my hair. My mom cut my hair for years and then my sister took over those duties nearly 10 years ago. (Has it really been that long Ashley? Wow!) I have had several variations of short over the years and have come to appreciate I am a short hair kind of girl. Because I am spoiled by my sister (who gives rockin' hair cuts I might add) I cut my hair at an abnormal rate. There were times when I had super short hair that after two weeks, it had to be done again. Other times, "sister, I am having a bad hair day. Can I come over tonight?" or "this piece was bugging so I cut it, will you fix it?" or "that piece bugs, please cut it off even if they told you not to". Oh how I love to get my hair cut. I am lucky right?

Last summer my sister and her family moved SUPER FAR AWAY! This was sad news for so many reasons, one including my hair. This reason is far down the list of course, but this post is about hair so it sounds super important right now. Over the past year we have luckily managed regular hair cuts between visits back and forth and free flight benefits that she enjoys. However, this time the stretch between visits has been too long. The proof? My hair is shaggy, stupid, and oh so "static-y" (not a real word but it describes my hair). That and my niece is probably doing long division it has been so long. She is getting so big and I’m missing it.

The good news? I am headed to Chicago this weekend to hang out with my sister. She agreed yesterday to a "hair-do" and boy do I need it!

For Rookie

2009-10-06T15:02:00.007-06:00

Not my actual breakfast, but it looks tasty. Thanks Google.

"Ah geez...the power's out here."

That's text I received from the Rookie this morning while I was getting ready for work. How unfortunate that my friend was stuck in a classroom full of adolescents who I am sure were hyper and could not handle themselves all because the lights were out. When my friend pleaded with me for a breakfast outing, how could I resist? After settling things in at work this morning I headed out for a quick breakfast.

While chatting over breakfast the Rookie announced, why don't you write a blog post about that. Or how about a blog post about this. I said no way, yet my brain was thinking well maybe? Meanwhile Rookie insisted. You haven't posted in a while, we have to get your ideas rolling. You have plenty of things to blog about you have just decided you don't have time. You aren't giving up your blog so you better start posting. I know you like it.

And it's true, I do like it. So what's my problem?

I am sure you have all sorts of answers to that question, but we will save that for another post.

So here I am Rookie, posting on my blog just for you.

Hopefully this is the beginning of a pattern.

I figured it out.

2009-09-16T21:07:00.004-06:00

Thanks for the pic Google

I am a slacker when it comes to blogging. What’s new right? But seriously, I don’t intend to. I dutifully read each of your blogs and honestly feel up to snuff in the blogosphere.

But I wonder what happened to me? It use to be that I had all sorts of thoughts and things to spew to the blogosphere. Yes they were random, some less developed, others more thoughtful. The point is, this lonely blog of mine was my way of getting thoughts about the world out of my head and expressed in some way or another.

So if I haven’t been blogging them, what have I been doing with these thought?

Some, I suppose, come out in Facebook status updates or text messages to a few friends who understand my truly sick mind. Others probably make their way into conversations- you know the kind with real people? A few of them may have stayed swimming with the intent and purpose that this could be a blog post.

Today as I typed an e-mail to my friend, her cervix, and her whereabouts at lunch I realized. I am slacker blogger because of my coworkers.

Blame it on them! They stole my blogging mo-jo.

Mental Vomit: Friday afternoon edition.

2009-08-28T15:32:00.003-06:00

(Thanks for the image google)

Stinkin' blog, it's been awhile.
I really need a new design on this thing. Sick of this one.
What should I do? hmmm
Do I dare admit I am done for the day?
Wonder when I should duck out?
I should leave soon. This RARELY happens.
If I stick around too long I am sure trouble will find me.
When did I grow up and become a guest speaker at a University?
Innovative Social Work practice? High hopes I suppose.
The parking situation at that school was nuts before, sounds worse now!
Can't wait until everything is put away at home. Creativity with the storage would be good.
It will be so nice when it is done.
I wonder how that picture will look over the TV?
I am glad it will be warm tomorrow, vitamin D and sunlight might be good for me.
Maybe if he insists on this wishy-washy business tomorrow I will tell him what I think.
Ya right, not this girl I am too chicken for that!
But it sounds good in my head.
Ouch, my legs hurt!
Should have been more consistent with the gym sister.
I have used a crap load of sticky notes in the past 8 weeks. Weird!
Propofol as a sleep aid? No duh it's being considered a homicide.
How embarrassing, they know I pay attention to Michael Jackson.
He died on my birthday, a new claim to fame.
FREAK!

Who needs Therapy?

2009-08-13T10:22:00.002-06:00

Clearly I do.

I hate Anxiety.

Why you ask?

Because I was on trauma call last night, blessed with NO CALLS, and I wasted it worrying, thinking, and wondering.

I only slept 3 hours afterall anyway.

UGH!

Just Because

2009-08-03T20:51:00.009-06:00

"If you want something

you've never had,

do something you've

never done"

-Unknown

It all starts with Breakfast...

2009-07-30T12:01:00.006-06:00

This morning I was blow drying my hair when I remembered my left over cheesecake was waiting in the fridge. Suddenly the yummy-chocolatey-goodness seemed like the perfect breakfast feast. So I devoured the delicacy, it tasted delightful.

But by the end I was sick. The richness had gotten to me and I felt sugared out.

Well it has now been several hours and my belly has seemed to recover. Then I learned today is National Cheesecake Day. Wha? Who knew there was such a celebration? The rumor on the internet says our dear friends at the Cheesecake Factory are offering cheesecake half off today!?

If it's true, I may just eat it for breakfast again tomorrow. :)

p.s. picture to come. Because afterall, I have a hard time posting without a pic, but freaking blogger won't cooperate for now! grrr.

See Ya!

2009-07-27T20:50:00.013-06:00

Ashley and Addy have been in town for the past 10 days. They are leaving tomorrow :( So tonight while Ashley colored my mom's hair, Addy, "Anna", and I headed outside to play.

We blew bubbles and more bubbles
and sang songs
complete with itsy-bitsy-spider actions.
Addy ran
and ran
and ran back and forth.
We blew a few more bubbles of course
and made silly faces with "Anna".
As Addy would say, "See ya" next time guys. I will miss you!

Mental vomit is sometimes all I've got.

2009-07-12T16:48:00.004-06:00

I'm likely not the only one that struggles from this condition. You see, I don't intentionally neglect the blog, but it happens. And it happens so easily. The next thing I know, it has been one too many days and I start to feel the pressure. I need to make a post, and it better be good. Suddenly I think I need to report on my vacation, work drama, or that dumb boy that despite my best efforts, sometimes I can't help but notice him all over again. I hate when he looks hot. I hate when we exchange "the look"! It only disturbs my focus. I hate it. Besides he is anti-Cafe Rio and that my friends is a deal breaker.

So today I have for you What's on Alice's mind by way of mental vomit:

-Starting a new job sucks. I still work at my same hospital, have my same managers, even get the exact same paycheck. But it came out of no where. I switched units by my own choice, in fact to a unit that was in my top two all along. Exciting right? It has been a crazy week and harder to jump in then I anticipated. My new office is a mess, I haven't settled on a new place to park. My treasures still find themselves in my old office and I have anything but a routine when it comes to my day. Time will cure me of the crappy adjustment, and until then I just hope I can leave before 630 or 700 in the evening and please bless I can somehow maintain my lunch date with my peeps. It's a must. Without them, it just plain SUCKS!

-Does the word suck offend you? My mom has always hated it and tried to discourage it's use. The problem is sometimes it is the perfect word for how I am feeling. (I know I know, Alice you are a Social Worker and if you think sucks is a feeling word you need to go back to school. But I am here to tell you folks "sucks" can be very therapeutic. So take that.) I know that when I use that suck word I sound less than a lady, but I am wondering? How do you feel about it's use? Do you care?

-Last week I was on vacation. I had a great time and took hundreds of pictures. I think I will post just a few so you in a separate entry so you know what you missed. Because of my trip, I have a new disgust for swarms of bugs, crappy diner food, and when the internet lies. Can you believe I actually trusted it to tell me the truth? Sigh. I have a new love and appreciation for my ancestors and the sacrifices they made for my life to be different. I feel inspired to learn more about them. I feel a new connection to them. I enjoy my family and that friend Rookie of mine, even when we are all squeezed in a car together for days. I'm positive my niece is cuter than any of you realize or acknowledge. I would bet my left arm on that one. And my church? I am so grateful for their class. They really do have this figured out.

-I started a new photo challenge, and like most everything else I do, my week ran over my life and I missed a few days. I couldn't help it. I have decided to keep going anyway, who says it has to be prefect? Not I.

-Wednesday morning at around 8:15 is a delightful time to go to Wal-mart. It doesn't really fit my schedule, but I tell you my brief stop in the other morning proved I must make it work. That place has never been so enjoyable.

-How in the heck did that room of mine get in such a disarray? It overwhelms me. I wish it would clean itself.

-If you were going to set some kind of record what would it be? I feel sort of underachiever-ish that holding a random record hasn't made my bucket list. But only kind of. Tell me, are you a Guinness hopeful? I will write a whole post in your honor if that would help? After all "Largest Gathering of People Dressed as Gorillas" or "Largest Parade of Mopeds" would be quite the accomplishment. If you tell me somthing nasty like the longest fingernails, hair, or most donated blood? I have access to therapy referrals. I'm just saying.

-I have slept like crap all week. I hate anxiety! I try to "therapize" myself and sometimes it really isn't enough. My Social Work sista described it best when she wrote this. (If you didn't bother to click over, suit yourself. But all the cool kids are doing it. It's not too late. GO!)

I need a new blog design. It's time. If only I can find some spare time.

The random songs Rookie adds to my itunes sometimes makes me wonder? What the? How in the world are we such great friends?

And that my friends is a wrap. By the way, thanks for the Birthday wishes. All 7 of you will receive your reward in the mail. Thanks acting like my friend for the day.

In Which My Roommate Breaks into My Blogger Account and Announces...

2009-06-25T17:19:00.008-06:00

It's my birthday today!

And I intend to spend it like the party animal I am!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ALICE!

Learning Something New

2009-06-14T21:16:00.005-06:00

Today The Rookie's niece and nephew came over to visit. Among our chatter included the fact that when Alice was a little girl "websites" didn't exist. Imagine the horror of the 5 and 6 year old to think that at some point the internet and their beloved websites did NOT exist. Of course they didn't believe me, and both found themselves giggling. "Ya right Alice, the internet has been around forever".

Today is my parent's 29th Anniversary. For my mom's anniversary my dad bought her a laptop. Score right? But you should probably know something about my mom.

The woman doesn't know the first thing about computers. It's true.

When I was little I know she could type. In fact I vaguely remember she could type much faster then I ever dreamed. She generously took a turn typing my Finland report in 6th grade. I couldn't possibly do it all on my own. I was amazed at her speedy fingers. But that is the last I remember about my mom and computers. A memory over fifteen years ago.

Over the past several years we have urged her to join the club. I mean really, how can she survive in this day and age without knowing how to work a computer? She just said, "oh it will be too much work to teach me" or "I am fine, I could do it if I had to". She has managed to survive. Many a times I completed her simple tasks like a calendar for church, or printing off directions to something. My dad relays family e-mails and my sister helps obtain information in a pinch. The best part, my mom drops Facebook, blogging, Photoshop, and Google like she knows what she is talking about.

Well the day has finally come. My mom is going to join the rest of us in 2009. I just got off the phone with her and she was trying out her new prize for the first time. Later this week I promised to come over and help her learn a few things. A rundown of a few basics, a new e-mail address, and maybe a Facebook account in the near future. Tonight, she is looking at a blog on her very own. Way to go mom.

I wonder if the Rookie's cute little niece and nephew would believe this is a first for my mom? After all, "the internet has been around forever". Welcome to the joys of a computer mom, we are glad you are here.

Lest you think my mom is totally from the stone age? She has already mastered the necessity of texting.

Reasons to be Happy this week...

2009-06-10T16:32:00.009-06:00

My niece Jellybean saying "ummm, ummm" when given a choice

Seeing the colorful lights dancing on the big ferris wheel at Lagoon as I drive by

My new flip flops (I scored two colors this year :)

Flipping my pillow over to the cold side

A fresh hair cut

Someone picking up one of my trauma shifts

Red tootsie pops

Hearing "no cavities" at the Dentist

My niece calling my name

The sound of rain outside my window

The way my new quilt is starting to look

Late night chats with the Rookie

The green green grass
The smell of my new body spray

My sister coming to town

Warm cement (before it rained of course :)

The snow shack is open

Leaving on my trip in 2 weeks

A new yellow highlighter

How about you? What is making you happy this week?

I miss this.

2009-06-02T11:17:00.001-06:00

Once upon a time I was a blogger. Maybe not the most interesting or witty blogger, but I blogged. And I blogged rather regularly. Sometimes my musings were about nothing more than my love for chapstick or flip flops, sometimes frustrations with stress or change, other times simple observations of underwear or OCD women with a brush. It was interesting way to document my world, because heaven knows I am horrible at keeping a journal.

Lately I have slacked off and neglected the blog. Mostly because I feel like my blogging mo-jo has disappeared. I hate that! In fact, I have wondered if I should bag the whole blog in general? Then, I started looking back at old posts and I enjoyed it. Some of them brought a smile to my face and reminded me of several happenings in my life. It made me miss blogging. I also noticed over the past few years my blog changed. The things I chose to write or say changed. I obviously changed. I enjoyed seeing that slight change in myself. And since I have been a slacker for several months, that time is lost.

So today, like I have done some many other times in the past, I have decided to I want to blog. Who knows if there is anyone left to read it, (please tell me someone still loves me? please?) one day I will be happy to look back when I read it. :)

Quilt Along Week 1

2009-05-04T21:53:00.006-06:00

And my first group of blocks are done. One week down, nine more to go (or something like that).

What do you think? Sorry I used a flash, it kind of blasted the colors. But I live in a basement remember?

What am I making? Click here.

Wanna see other blocks being made? Click here.

Wishing you would have joined? It's not too late, just do it.

Vote for Rookie

2009-05-03T19:29:00.006-06:00

You know my pal The Rookie?

Do you ever check out her blog?

Well if you don't, you should. The girl has a way with words and I promise you will be entertained, and that's not just because she is my best friend. She has been nominated as a May spotlight blog on Mormon Mommy Blogs and she needs your vote. Head over here and vote for Confessions of a Rookie. Then head over here, and give the girl some love. Ready? Go!

Good luck Rookie, it's about time you have been discovered :)

I Quilt

2009-05-02T17:04:00.007-06:00

Well, I am going to quilt. Several months ago my dear co-workers wrangled me into a sweat-shop Saturday where I visited a lovely quilt shop, selected fabric, and headed to Debra's basement, (aka sweatshop) to make my first quilt. On that marathon day I completed my first quilt top. I loved it. Who knew this could be so fun?

Well fast forward several months and no, I haven't put on the borders, and no I haven't quilted the thing. (that right ladies, I am going to use her 14 foot quilting machine and quilt it myself. Sweet right?)

Well my cute mom bought me a new sewing machine this week. I had settled on using my grandmas several months ago, and was quite excited about it. But, after some frustration and my mom's sentimentals, my new toy arrived in the mail on Thursday. In the meantime, my talented sister, who is ALWAYS oozing with projects recruited me to do this.

AmandaJean is having a quilt along and I am going to join in on the fun myself. One block a day (or rather I am going to do seven blocks a week) and in few months my quilt top will be done. I think this will be a great way to keep this rookie quilter going.

Last night I was on-call and while I waited for that darn pager is chirp, look what I cut out.

So there you have it, my "quilt along" on it's way. I will be sure to post my blocks as they come.

Did you see Ashley's? So cute.

Anyone feeling tempted? It's a great way to learn, and there isn't that much to catch up on this far. You could totally do it :)

Feeling Lucky Part II

2009-04-14T21:45:00.004-06:00

Remember several weeks errr months ago when I agreed to play along with the "Feeling Lucky" game?

Well...

I have a plan, I purchased the supplies, but I STILL haven't made my gifts for you.

I am sorry.

But I will. I totally will.

One of these days :).

My sister Ashley and cousin Charlotte however, have made their fun prizes and sent them to me long ago.

But of course, in true slacker fashion, I haven't even posted the lovely treasures. Not because I am ungrateful, just because I am a slacker.

Drum roll please...

Charlotte sent me this darling Book of Mormon. How cute is this?

I love it Char, thank you!

My sister made me a super cute wallet and this fun necklace and pair of earrings. Isn't she fabulous? I love them sis, thank you!

Thanks girls, I love the homemade prizes you made. Sorry it took me forever to post them :)

Happy Birthday Sis

2009-04-02T12:41:00.003-06:00

Happy Birthday Andrea!

I hope you have a wonderful day, I love you.

No it's not a trick

2009-03-31T22:01:00.004-06:00

Hello?

Anyone still out there?

I have been on somewhat of a blogging hiatus. Not on purpose really, just busy and feeling like I haven't had much to say.

But I am back.

Please tell me I am not the only one here?

Please?

Simple and Beautiful plus a little of my opinion.

2009-03-10T01:55:00.009-06:00

Hi my name is Alice, and on a normal day I tend to play it safe. That would be the simple answer. For whatever reason I have become quite cautious is my “old” age. In college I learned like every good student, to take a risk, take a stand, have an opinion, and then sit back, LISTEN, and respect the opinions and beliefs of my peers. I enjoyed the way that little world works. I liked that we could discuss an issue, debate, reason, and ultimately agree to disagree if necessary. I was thrilled that when it was all over we didn’t have to continue with hard feelings. I appreciated that for the most part cheap shots weren’t taken and that there was some semblance of fair that prevailed. I also learned during this time to keep my big mouth shut when I would only offend someone. It’s not cool. And it doesn’t feel any better to offend someone then it does to be offended.

And let’s face it, the social worker in me likes “feeling”.

Now feels like a time when for me, I need to express an opinion. I probably do it too much on this here blog of mine, but it’s still mine so deal.

Tonight I read about plans for an upcoming episode of Big Love, to portray some portion of my church’s temple ceremony. As for the show, I have never seen it for many reasons including the fact that I don’t have HBO. Another reason? I don’t get into most shows so this one is no different. As for plans for Hollywood to some how interpret something I hold most sacred? I wish it wasn’t going to happen. But it will, and we will all survive.

As a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, receiving the blessings of the temple was always part of my plan. I understood as a young girl this was part of my Father in Heaven’s plan for me as well. This past Saturday I was able to enter the temple for the first time and make covenants and promises to God. Along with my promises to live his commandments, exercise faith, and continue to strive and learn more about his plan for me. He promises to forgive my sins and short comings and welcome me home with open arms to live in his presence again some day.

That’s what I did there. It was simple. It was beautiful. And there was nothing magic or mystical about it.

Which is where I am guessing the folks of Big Love are headed with this? I understand and honestly think it is completely normal to be interested and want to know more about something that is different from you. Not only different from you, but something that may seem secret and somewhat forbidden. Do you want my opinion on this deal? Sure many of us Latter-day Saint folks may be uncomfortable or angry or upset by a very public-Hollywood-adds-a-twist to something we hold special and sacred. That is normal and we can feel that way. But I am also going guess that many people are going to be disappointed in what they learn when there are no crystal balls or magical treasures. I am pretty sure most will be disappointed when “Mormon secrets” are revealed. Do you think they will really believe it is this simple? I am sure Hollywood and all their creativity and billions of dollars could make up something much better than what they will find.

The temple for me is a house of learning, a house of prayer, and a house of peace. I honestly believe the blessings of the temple are for everyone once they are prepared. While I was there, the spirit confirmed to me my divine nature, my Father in Heaven’s love and awareness of me, and that the Savior’s infinite and perfect atonement is for each of us. The plan is simple.

And if you think I am crazy, I still hold on to those experiences and lessons I was taught in college. Take a stand or have an opinion if you want, but then don’t forget the respect people deserve that feel or think differently. You don’t have to adopt their way about the world; and frankly, they don’t have to adopt yours.

In case you are wondering, here is the official statement about this situation from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Your other “crazy Mormon friends” just like me, might also be sharing their opinions and we don’t want those taken as gospel truth. ;)

More than you wanted to know

2009-02-19T00:08:00.006-07:00

photo by neenna

and then some of course.

Thought barfing: treadmill style.

Only 12 minutes? Ugh
What in the crap are they thinking showing the history of ice cream at the gym? I guess it is better then nasty bear hunting last time.
I cannot believe 900 calorie girl.
She is always here.
Always.
Butts are weird.
Everyone’s is shaped so different.
That’s weird.
I wish mine was more like that.
“You and me together, they can say what they like…”
I wonder what that dude is listening to?
What the crap show is that?
Nice. Naked on public television?
TBS even.
I wonder if she realizes how far 3 miles could really be for me?
I need to put away all that darn laundry.
I hate my laundry situation.
I am so glad that snow isn’t sticking.
Please bless it continues like this.
Those girls have got to be fake.
Totally purchased.
I wonder what I would look like with those babies?
Why does Nora come on when it is time to run?
Running use to induce poop.
I wonder why it doesn’t any more?
I hope it is sunny in Vegas.
I can wear a jacket as long as there is sun.
Wow this song goes perfectly with that step class.
I am so not coordinated enough for that.
That little man makes me happy.
Where is the world did he find that magazine?
Ooh, I like her pants.
Side shot in the mirror, oh dear.
I wonder what time she is coming down?
Look at her hair.
Darling!
I need to take some of these songs off.
I wonder if everyone has as random of an ipod as I do?
Remember when Jessica taught me about Alanis?
Too bad I only like it for about 20 seconds now.
I can’t believe February is half over.
I need a pedicure.
This isn’t that bad.
Or is it?
I wish I could go to Mexico about now.
Stupid bills.
I hate owing Visa.
These are not good gymer pants.
I wonder if his game came yet.
What time is it?
Why are they disappearing now?
Probably some bedazzled show.

I know I am random, but aren’t we all?

Happy Valentine's Day!

2009-02-14T10:59:00.005-07:00

In honor of the day of love, I thought I would share a funny e-mail I got earlier this week. (yes a forward, can you believe me? You should still read it, it will totally make you smile)

Questions about love and relationships posed to children:

HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHOM TO MARRY?

1. You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.
- Alan, age 10

2. No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
- Kirsten, age 10

WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?

1. Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.
- Camille, age 10

2. No age is good to get married at. You got to be a fool to get married.
- Freddie, age 6

HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?

1. You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
- Derrick, age 8

WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?

1. Both don't want any more kids.
- Lori, age 8

WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?

1. Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
- Lynnette, age 8

2. On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
- Martin, age 10

WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?

1. I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.
- Craig, age 9

WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?

1. When they're rich.
- Pam, age 7

2. The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.
- Curt, age 7

3 The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
- Howard, age 8

IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?

1 . I don't know which is better, but I'll tell you one thing. I'm never going to have sex with my wife. I don't want to be all grossed out.
- Theodore, age 8

2. It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.
- Anita, age 9

HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?

1. There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there ?
- Kelvin, age 8

And my favorite is...

HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK ?

Tell your wife that she looks pretty even if she looks like a truck.
- Ricky, age 10

Feeling Lucky?

2009-02-06T12:19:00.003-07:00

My sister Ashley had this on her blog I thought it sounded fun!! Wanna play?

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! (come on now, don't make fun, you will be surprised what I can do :)

My choice. For you.

This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2. What I create will be just for you.
3. It'll be done this year (hopefully sooner than later.)
4. You will have no clue what it is going to be.
5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange. :)

The catch? Oh the catch is that you must re-post this on your blog. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me you did will win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me!

** Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!

You just can't make this stuff up

2009-02-03T14:53:00.003-07:00

As I have mentioned before, I am a Social Worker. I am a Social Worker who happens to work in a hospital and is part of a Trauma Team. (Remember I mentioned that whole always wear clean underwear deal?) Well anyway, my co-workers and I often find ourselves over lunch comparing battle stories. “So get this…” or “remember when I told you about…” or “So last night I was called in at 3 a.m. and…” then something super interesting, or sometimes not, finishes up the story. And then we all agree “you just can’t make this stuff up”.

Here is a great example:

Ex-firefighter who took severed foot charged with theft

By JASON SCHULTZ
Palm Beach Post Staff Writer

Monday, January 26, 2009

FORT PIERCE — A former St. Lucie County firefighter was arrested today on theft charges in connection with a severed foot she took from an accident site in September.

Cindy Economou, 38, of Port St. Lucie, was arrested on one misdemeanor charge of petit theft and booked into the St. Lucie County Jail, then released on her own recognizance, according to an arrest report.

Economou admitted to taking Karl Lambert's foot from the scene of the crash on Interstate 95 in St. Lucie County on Sept. 19. Lambert had crashed into a tree, severing his foot, and was later flown to St. Mary's Medical Center.

Lambert, 46, of Melbourne, survived. Economou told St. Lucie County Fire District investigators that she took the foot because it was too damaged to reattach and she intended to use it for training cadaver dogs.

Florida Highway Patrol Lt. Tim Frith said his agency has been investigating whether Economou committed any crime by taking the foot. Investigators were trying to determine if the foot could have been reattached and if it had any monetary value, he said.

According to the arrest report, investigators believe that by taking the foot without Lambert's permission she intended to "either permanently or temporarily deprive the owner, Mr. Lambert, the right to his property."

Frith said investigators determined the foot did have value, though they could not put a specific dollar amount on it, which is why the FHP sought petit theft charges.

Lambert said the foot was worth a great deal to him no matter what its monetary value. He said he has been expecting Economou to be charged for several months and now he has moved on to focus on his recovery so he can return to playing golf, which he has not done since the wreck. Lambert is still confined to a wheelchair but said he is working on strengthening his leg so he can get a prosthetic foot.

"My main concern is getting better and therapy," said Lambert as he returned from a physical therapy session Monday night. "That's my goal is to hit that little white ball again."

Economou, a longtime firefighter, resigned on Oct. 1 amid publicity over the foot incident and an internal review by the fire district, which resulted in two fire captains receiving letters of reprimand for allowing her to take the foot.

What? Are you kidding me?

That’s where I say, “No I am totally serious, she stole a foot!”.

So next time you decide Grey’s Anatomy is a little “over the top”. Think again-unless you are talking about all the hanky-panky. Because I think that is over the top too.

*as a disclaimer, I have no personal experience with the above story; I am merely relying on the news for this one. Don’t sue me if some of the details are screwy. Second, I am totally not breaching HIPPA talking with my friends at work. We don’t use names to protect the innocent. Third, I am covering my butt with this disclaimer since my boss checks my blog. I wonder why she never leaves a comment?

Dangit Phil, I was crossing my fingers.

2009-02-02T11:27:00.003-07:00

I am so ready for Spring I can taste it.

Too bad that darn groundhog Phil saw his shadow.

Surprise Surprise!

Now I just hope it really is only 6 more weeks!

Happy Groundhog Day anyway!

Yuck!

2009-02-01T17:24:00.005-07:00

I am sick and it really sucks!

My sniffle nose turned into a horrible sore throat which is now morphing into a cough.

I am ready for it to go away, too bad it only seems to be getting worse.

Thank goodness for cough drops. Halls cherry flavor are my friend.

Ouch my throat!

How is your weekend?

Welcome Mr. President

2009-01-20T20:07:00.005-07:00

A day in history to be remembered.

Whether you love him or you hate him, today was incredible.

I am happy to say that today I feel hope.

The peaceful transition that happens in this country is something I am proud of. Agree to disagree and play nice. Something I truly believe in.

Lincoln's bible? How fitting.

What a day.

Just call me Doogie Howser

2009-01-19T20:42:00.007-07:00

The last time I checked I ranked in Jr. High.

Patience is a virtue.

Stupid Spammers

2009-01-16T11:12:00.003-07:00

As a few of you have probably noticed, I had to turn my comment moderation on. I am getting the most ridiculous comments left by a few individuals/companies/trouble makers trying to sale their crap, and honestly it's just making a mess of my portion of dear cyberspace :). Hopefully I won't have to leave it on forever, but that is why your comment doesn't show right up, I have to "approve" it first.

So please, don't leave me hanging with only the spammers and their so called "love".

Life According to Alice: Gym Edition

2009-01-15T20:15:00.009-07:00

Sometimes I work out at the gym. Today was one of those days. But to be quite honest, which is totally obvious, I don't love that place. I mean sure, I am usually happy when it is all over when all those endorphins are roaming free. My stress and anxiety seem more manageable when the old ticker gets pumping on a regular basis. I know that exercise is generally good news. The people there are nice enough and they have great hours. But I don't love that place.

I also don't feel like I don't fit in there. I mean, all the skinny pretty people wearing what look like panties on the treadmill. All the big dudes pumping iron like it is as serious as a heart attack? (Focus dude focus.) Not to mention perfectly coordinated, thin chicks in the step class I can see in my periphery.

In enters Alice, chubby, uncoordinated, huffing and puffing, and did I mention I sweat like a pig? (really, my head sweats the worst and when I am done it looks similarly to that when I swim).

But I try to keep going. Even if I am not perfect.

Today as I was struggling on a level 1 (I know!), random button, on the elliptical when I noticed the chick next to me. I don't usually notice much of anything because I kind of get in some random spacey zone listening to my tunes. But, level 9, 98 on the speed (whatever that speed is, I was doing about 53), and she had burned well over 900 calories in the 48 minutes she had been on there?

What the?

The Social Worker in me saw it as diagnosable, and I was once again reminded of one more reason I'm perfectly happy not being one those chicks who looks good working out in her underwear like shorts.

Sure I want to be smaller, more fit, and of course healthier. She had a pretty nice bod, but I still like mine better. Fat, flawed, and all.

Did I mention I joined a weight loss challenge? My first weigh in is tomorrow. YIKES!