Friday, April 29, 2011

Friday's Fun Things

Things we are LOVING right now.

1) Kate Middleton's wedding dress.
For real. Other people can hate it, but I loved it (along with Pippa, way to go, girl). But really, a make-up artist would have been such a better idea than DIY.

2) Estee Lauder Double Wear Foundation.
WHY DID I EVER WEAR OTHER STUFF? It looks nice after I work out.
(Nordy's has a gift with purchase and I can hook you up if you need a sales person to help you!)

3) New Pantene Pro-V products.
They were on sale, I was out, and I've been really happy with my hair. My favorites are the Color Hair Solutions for shampoo and conditioner. To get my hair to look, uh, decent every day, I'm loving this trifecta...
- Curly Hair Solutions Anti-Frizz Straightening Cream
- Fine Hair Heat Protection Shine Spray
- Fine Hair Touchable Volume Hair Spray
And they were 3 / $10 at K-Mart, so DEAL!

4) Publix.
I love everything about Publix. It's clean, the staff know things, are jumping at the bit to help you, they are polite, they have the best produce, they carry things that are impossible to find, and... they have deals.
BOGO free is... amazing? Add BOGO free with a coupon... and get Dove deodorant for $1somthing each. Summer is coming, and smelly is NOT IN.

5) Metallic flat sandals. See previous post for pictures.

6) Sally Hansen's Hard as Nails Clear polish.
I wasn't a believer, but I used it and was amazed.
My nails are stronger, longer, and perfectly glossy.
And I've been biting them less. I actually keep it at my desk at work.

7) Cheap summer tops!!!!!!
- Kohl's SO v-neck t-shirts.
Super flattering and cute colors.
AND THEY ARE $5 BEFORE ANY COUPONS. Uh... how easy is that?
Loving stripes and solids.
Here is the link to solids, in EVERY color you could want!
- Old Navy's Yoga Tops
BOGO half right now. I love that the sports bra is only tacked, not attached to the top. Maybe there is some woman's body out there somewhere that fits with the built-in kind, but it's not me. I would totally wear the black one in public during the summer.

That's it for this week's amazing things. Have a great weekend!

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Just another dull day

My husband's building just got hit by lightening. His comment was,

"Nothing is on fire (yet)."

Just another day for the Bracks.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Bring Your Otis to Work Day

Look! I'm going to work!

Yesterday, when my boss said, at 2:30pm, "Hey, I'm going to Georgia tomorrow. Could you, like, clear the schedule?" I felt like saying a lot of things, but instead said, "Yeah, okay." So, it became...

Bring your Otis to work day!!!!!!!!!

Otis did such a good job. It was just me and the nurse today, and she was very impressed with Otis' behavior. She kept asking me how she could get her kids to behave like that. My only suggestions, not being a real-momma, were Benadryl and obedience school.

He did lots of sleeping, but was very polite and friendly to our nurse, post man, and drug reps. They all loved him and commented on what a pretty, kind boy he is.
He was obviously the life of the party.

Rosa could not believe how well he listened, how quiet he was, or how close he stayed to me. He seriously just trotted behind me all day. He was also a very patient dog when Momma ran a few errands at lunch. He waited in the car and left really nice doggie-nose-marks all over my windows. Windex and I have a date later.

Anyway, the party was not meant to be, as apparently Otis finds my job very boring.

So boring he pretended to be dead for most of the day. That's his towel and water bowl, obviously both very necessary. You can see how much he cared about either.

We had a lot of fun. It was sort of therapeutic to have him around - I can see why people like jobs where they can bring their dog with them. I can't imagine how I'd manage it with the circus it normally is at the office, but it was fun for today.

As a reward for being such a good Otis, Momma let him ride with the window down on the way home.

Which, combined with his super-exciting day, wore him out. He has never, not even after a 6 hour moving trip in my car, slept lying down in the back seat like that.

He is now on his living room pillows, peacefully sleeping, a completely content Otis. Maybe one day I'll work at a place that is more dog-friendly. I will admit, I was really proud of him.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Why I'm rocking the bun today

I haven't slept 8 hours since... uh... yeah. So last night, when Robert and I passed out shortly after getting home and getting settled, I dragged myself out of bed with the bare minimum time to get us out the door. So I'm rocking a fashionable "It's-so-humid-I-wasn't-going-to-spend-30-minutes-convincing-my-hair-to-be-pretty-for-10-minutes-besides-isn't-I-didn't-try-not-in?" bun. To achieve this look, shower as normal. Only don't wash your hair all the way. That takes too much work. Then, brush hair out, use a smoothing cream. Blow dry the front of your hair so what's around your face looks nice. Then pull hair back as in making a pony-tail. Wad hair on the back of your head and secure with a hair tie. Hello, Gorgeous.

We went to Indianapolis this weekend for Easter. We both had Good Friday off, which was GREAT because it meant we could leave Thursday night, allowing us an extra day in Indy. We didn't get in until 1:00am EST because I got stuck at work (which was really dumb, but... whatever).

Little did I know, I would be getting no sleep the entire weekend. It was all so worth it.

After a mere 6 hours of steady sleep on my first night, I grabbed a quick shower, drank some coffee and headed out for jean shopping with the best sister ever, my 3 year old nephew and 1 year old niece. The very first thing Abram said to me upon arrival was, "Where's Uncle Robert?" I almost said, "Hey! If it weren't for me, you'd have no Uncle Robert" until I realized how incredibly stupid that sounded. Instead I said, "Uncle Robert is sleeping, and then he's taking a nap." Abram seemed to accept his, but only after we assured him Uncle Robert would show up tomorrow at his house.

Shopping was a great success and I had a great time. I miss days like that now that we live away. I'm not going to lie, though, I really thought I was going to pass out by the time I met up with my in-laws for lunch. Have you ever seen a kid passed out in a high chair, food still in hand? Yeah, it felt like that.

I did sneak a nap in so I didn't fall asleep during church. It's a Tenebrae service and they keep turning down the lights for more darkness, so nap was necessary. To learn about the Tenebrae read Then we went out for dinner with our wonderful friends, Nathan and Alia. Which I managed to stay awake for and enjoy. We made it home by 10:30, and really only stayed up until 11-something chit-chatting with family.

More dogs waking me up (bad Otis, bad), but another great day of celebration, family time, and eating. Then I stayed up late talking with R, Mandy, and Steve. It was so nice. Seriously. Having a sister is really, really great. I'm not sure Andrew would agree with me, but it's majority rules here, and it's us against him.

Then I was woken up at around 5:00am to my husband experiencing death or something very close to it. We avoided a trip to the ER with my enormous stash of over-the-counter-drugs and my husband's trooper attitude. All I can say is, I'm so proud of him. For those of you who do not know, my wonderful husband has a not wonderful back injury. We call him "broken". I say that I got him at a discount price because he was in the scratch-and-dent section. In any case, this brings with it a myriad of exciting experiences which maybe I'll blog about at another date. All you need to know is 1. it was horrible 2. he's better now 3. I slept less than 6 hours.

Easter Sunday was wonderful. I love the whole Easter weekend, from Good Friday through Sunday. It seems to me to be such a perfect example of what our faith is all about. We did 2 Easter lunches. The second one involved me watching over brother-in-law Rob's shoulder as they all played Euchre to refresh my skills. Maybe I'll remember and next time be willing to play. Truthfully, I think even if I was an expert player I would have been too tired to concentrate.

All in all, and very nice time.

Oh, and this morning, I had to drag Otis out of bed before I left for work. He was wiped out after getting spoiled rotten and having a cousin-dog to play with. And though I know he's sleeping in his dog house right now and I envy him, I did feel like I got my payback. :)

More pictures to follow!

This is a picture of the shoes Mandy and I found while shopping. Ann Taylor Loft, $15. YAY!

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Who knew?

Apparently, ordering lunch for four people is... impossible. Getting everyone to pick what they want and circle it on a pre-printed menu? Very challenging. Keep in mind, we are ordering from Panera. Here were the most difficult parts:

Person1: I wish that didn't have "x" item in the dish. That's really what I want.
Me: Uh, okay.
Person1: What a bummer. What should I get?
Me: Um... that, without x?
Person1: Wait, where is the pear salad?
Me: What pear salad?
Person1: Why isn't it on here?
Me: I just printed the menu from online. You can call and ask if they have a pair salad.
Person1: I really wanted that. I thought they had it?
Me: Why don't you call and ask?
Person1: No, I'll just get this instead. Why isn't the pear salad on here?
Me: (pretends like there is work on the computer I must do)

Person2: Oh, this sounds good. Thanks.
Me: You want a cookie?
Person2: Yeah... of course. Thanks.
Person1: Wait, I want that instead! (crosses off initial order with modifiers and circles new one)
Person2: I'm done.
Person1: Ugh, that comes with "y". Now what?
Me: Wait, what sides do you all want?
Person2: Whole wheat bread.
Person1: French bread. Aren't all breads the same anyway? Like bread is bread?
Me: Just get what you want.

Person3: I want the Italian one.
Me: The Italian one what?
Person3: Sandwich. I like my sandwiches hot and with crisp bread and Italian meats.
Me: (thinking, I'm not making the sandwich, just ordering it) Look at this menu. The Italian combo?
Person3: Yes. With chips.
Me: Okay. You know that's not hot?
Person3: That's fine. Oh, and soup.
Me: What kind of soup?
Person3: I don't know... can you find out which kinds they have?
Me: Sure.

In other news, we had a wonderful guest this weekend, but I'll blog about that later.

Also, I think every patient today is trying to make me want to strangle them. Is it wrong to feel like you may strangle a pregnant person for being repeatedly rude to you? And for somehow managing, when they are worried and have a problem to come in right away with no problems, but when you try normally to schedule them an appointment she can only come in at 8:30 on Thursday and freaks out and acts likes it's your fault that she can't come in any other time?

Let's say I'm looking forward to Panera for lunch :).

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Things to Love

Things to love this week:

1. Talking about National Debt
"...So why do I applaud the Ryan plan? Because it's a serious effort to tackle entitlement programs... If Democrats don't like his budget ideas, they should propose their own... But they, too, must face up to the fiscal reality." - Fareed Zakaria

2. Trader Joe's Power Berries. How did I get through my 10:00am slump before these little wonders?

3. Warm weather - I wore a dress to church on Sunday. Holla!

4. The way Otis gets scared and all silly and cute during storms. He was so funny last night.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Monday - Part II

Last Monday, Robert was rear-ended. His truck was still drivable. On the Friday before that, yours truly was given a very, very unfortunately speeding ticket. I actually felt really badly, because 1. I was on a road I never take 2. I really, really didn't mean to be going that fast. 3. I HAVE car insurance, I had PROOF of car insurance, but it wasn't the right kind. Now guess who has to go to court? Lucky me! And my car, my no-drama-Honda, is making a funny noise.

So this Monday, after my interesting morning thus far, I get a call from my husband. His truck broke down and is being towed to the dealership. Is it wrong to pray that the part that is broken is the one under warranty? I know there are people who don't have food to eat, so that prayer feels kind of wrong.

To make this situation more interesting, we have a guest coming this weekend who needs to borrow a car. This wasn't a problem back when we had 3 working vehicles. Let's hope they get Robert's truck fixed quickly, Robert gets better to take a look at my car soon, and that nothing else goes wrong. Or we'll all be sharing the Boxster by this weekend, and it's a two-seater.

Oh, and I just had a patient who needed a note for work. But not in her name. In the name she uses "at work". Like, her stolen identity. I doubt she even understands what a stolen identity is and for all I know, it's a family member that gave her this ID so she could work legally. What do I even say? What would you do?


It is 9:00am on Monday. This has been my day so far.

My poor husband is sick, which means he has been tossing and turning and not getting sleep. Which means that I haven't slept much either.

The first thing I get to when I come into work is review a patient's file. We have to tell her today that they probably have cancer. I need to know, off the top of my head, her reports and chart. This patient has no capacity to deal with this. I don't know how it's going to go.

Then I get messages from answering service. We had a patient in the ER, which means she'll need to be seen ASAP. Our doctor also saw 2 new patients in the ER, one who is calling non-stop to get in right away. She does not have insurance. She claims that she was told that she would be "seen today". I have no appointments until next week. Our doctor says this is NOT urgent, we are already over-booked. And he needs to get home -- to fix his water heater. It's been broken since last week.

In the meantime, some doctor's daughter-in-law gets an add-on appointment. It is nothing urgent from what we gather, but who knows since she hasn't been here in 2 years. And she has the stupid crap-paying insurance. I'm already double booked 4 times over this morning because of the ER patients, the cancer patient, and just generally urgent medical needs of pregnant people. She better have something really, really wrong with her.

Our new ER patient calls back for progress and chews out our nurse. Because she doesn't have health insurance and "no one told her" that if she came in she'd have to pay. I don't understand that statement at all, and our nurse is looking ready to kill her through the phone. Our doctor tells us to send her to the hospital where you go when you can't pay (there's such a thing?) if she won't come here and pay. She has a change of heart and agrees to pay and be seen later this week.

Another pregnant patient calls with pain. That's another add-on.

A patient calls and is "very upset" that she hasn't gotten her results. I tell her that they are in and she can get a call this afternoon with the results. She then says, "Why didn't you call me? Wait, was I supposed to call you?". When I tell her that, yes, we tell patients to call us (and on Fridays, not Mondays), she says, "Oh, that is what the doctor said. But you have my results? Can I just have them?" and I then have to explain that I am not allowed to give results over the phone, only the nurse is. She agrees to wait to get a call this afternoon.

Can I get some more coffee now?
So this my verse for today.

"The third time he said to him, 'Simon son of John, do you love me?'

Peter was hurt because Jesus asked him the third time, 'Do you love me?' He said, 'Lord, you know all things; you know that I love you.'

Jesus said, 'Feed my sheep.' " John 21:17

Thursday, April 7, 2011

First Dull Moment

So this is my blog. I'm not sure why I decided to start blogging. Maybe because now that I live in a place where I don't know anyone and have no friends, I feel out of touch. Maybe it was just Jamie the Very Worst Missionary's blog. I don't know.

The title is a joke. Because for Christmas 2009, my sister-in-law, Miriam, was gracious enough to give me a sign that says, "Never a Dull Moment". Because apparently, I am never dull, nor is the family I married into. The sign has hung in my kitchen since she gave it to me, a month before I married my lovely husband.

It has cursed me ever since.

When we found out we were moving with no warning down to Nashville, I cursed the sign. When the sink starts leaking after a billion other things go wrong in record time, I swear under my breath at it. When I get a terrible speeding ticket on a road I swear I NEVER take, I glare up and think, "Hey Sign! Got $200?".

Maybe in this blog, as if to prove myself, I will share my dull moments. Take that, Sign. Chrissy: 1. Sign: 2million.