It struck me the other day how I can look at my girlfriends
and just ‘know’ what they need to hear to fix their latest breakup, patch up a
fuss or get to the root of issues with their Mother. While I stumble thru life in general finally resorting to
the self-help aisle at Barnes & Noble. Now relationships are only the tip of the iceberg. Since the first day of First grade in
Mrs. Townsend’s classroom when Adriana Salinas helped me find my own desk, (I
have been in awe of Adriana ever since), I have wondered how come I missed the
class, that link of DNA, or the secret meetings that let everyone else know
‘what to do’, ‘where to go’, ‘how to behave’, ‘what to wear’, just on and on
cause I never seem to Just Know.
The hugest example of this is I always wanted to be a nurse, RN
specifically. Since I felt like
everyone else in class would already ‘know’ what to do and nursing is such an
important job I did the following- First I took the Nurse Aide course at my local
community college. Now keep in
mind this was 30 years ago when nurse aides could be trained on the job. No way was I to be caught off guard in
nursing school not able to make the perfect mitered corner. Then I applied for LVN school and
studied like I was trying to get into Harvard. I was accepted and graduated the very next year. I have been an RN for over 20 years
now. I have never regretted taking
the extra time to get in but I would not recommend it to anyone else. It really is not necessary as they
teach mitered corners in the first semester but hey, now you ‘KNOW’. Have a super awesome November day. kisses
Memories of the 1960's. Drinking from the garden hose, Playing outside till it was time for supper or it got dark-whichever came first. Box fans, heat rash, Church on Sunday and one family black & white television with 3 channels. Time passes and times sure have changed. Welcome to my world. Stories about growing up in Texas. New adventures and the struggle to remain relevant in the lives of my adult children.
Monday, October 22, 2018
Sunday, October 21, 2018
Meet Ya At The Raye
I am not a fan of horror movies but the Raye has one large screen, is local ( the next closest theatre is at least a 50 mile round trip) very reasonable admission rates and a concession stand with prices that allow you to enjoy movie buttered popcorn and a drink without taking out a bank loan. October being ghost and goblin month of course the most recent Halloween movie is showing. It does not take much to rattle me so no surprise I screamed once... sorta loud. I get frustrated with this kind of movie script. Like seriously folks, you characters in the movie. This is a series of sequels. Did you NOT see the previous now on home video 1, 2 or 3? Have you learned nothing? Why do you continue to look in the closet? Leave the safety of your locked car on a lonely dark road? Whyyyy.
Anyway you just never know what fun prop the Raye will have in their lobby. This hometown movie house goes the extra mile. I thought it would be fun to take a picture with this colorful clown. So I stood real close and start talking to it because I think I am so funny. Well all of a sudden Mr. Clown lights up and starts moving! And see that hand? Is he trying to get fresh with me?
I'm glad I grew up with the Shriner's circus clowns full of silly shenanigans so IT only startled me a bit. I think he may be trying to strike up a conversation.
Happy Halloween. kisses
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