September 20, 2015

ten things

Alternately titled: 10 things I didn’t tell you that happened in the not too distant past.

ONE: For graduation I gave myself a trip to South Carolina. For years, I’ve wanted to do a solo-adventure and I thought that this would be a great opportunity to give myself that experience.
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I hated it.
I mean, I LOVED South Carolina and the beach. But, I definitely hated being by myself. My sweet friend, Theresa from massage school, connected me to her Aunt-in-Law who generously offered to let me stay at her beach condo for ten days [what is this life?] and it was amazing. I was literally 20 steps from the beach. Theresa came down from Durham and I spent the weekend with her and her partner, Sara’s, family. It was so good to see them! Then they left. I was alone. On the beach. Errrrry day.


Also, we went out one evening before they left to the end of the pier and saw sharks swimming around. My imagination may have run wild and I freaked myself out about swimming in the ocean without anyone by my side to get eaten first.
Lesson learned: I’m going to need to vacation with people. Alone vacations may not be for me.
Second lesson learned: I'm going to need to try to make that waffle pictured above.

[Did I just write a whole post on number 1?]

TWO: The Niece eating ribs:

THREE: I made this:
This was the collage I did for my graduation cards. I’m a little proud that my vision actually came together, but mostly I really like it. (-:

FOUR: I was on and OKCupid for approximately one month. It was awful. Why is online dating so terrible? Where are the normal men? Please help. I say this every time and yet, I can’t stop, I keep going back. It’s because I think I’ll meet someone in a better [i.e. real life] way, but that doesn’t happen so I resort to the interwebs. The internet seems like it should be filled with people, but where are the normal people? I’m [fairly] normal. There have to be some [fairly] normal men out there too, right?

FIVE: This summer, I totally loved that the venti Starbucks cups matched my sunglasses and I’m pretty sure I took a selfie every time I got an iced coffee.

SIX: I love this:
[No clue where it’s from, otherwise I’d give some credit.]

SEVEN: These are two of my favorite pictures I took this summer…and I took them with my iPhone because I hardly ever get my big camera out any more.

EIGHT: My current favorite place to walk in Indianapolis is a cemetery. SarahB and her family told me about it and it’s lovely. I mean, it’s a cemetery, so dead people…but it’s also quiet and filled with trees and has interesting sculpture and there aren’t [many] cars to run you over.

NINE: I started meal prepping. It’s AMAZING. I know, meal prepping is a pain in the butt and takes a bunch of time and…UGH. Do I really want to eat the same thing for multiple days in a row? YES. Do you know how awesome it is to grab your little container out of the fridge and be ready to go with your packed lunch? Totally worth it. Especially if your chosen [or allergy friendly, for that matter] diet is a pain in the bum.
Veggie patty, 1/4 of an avocado, halved cherry tomatoes, salsa, and a handful of arugula with the juice from half a lime over everything. So tasty.

TEN: THIS WALL. I want to take everyone’s picture by this wall. It’s so graphic and geometric and those colors! Gaaaah. I love it. Come to Indianapolis and let me take your picture!
Other people see a corn cloud, right?


September 14, 2015

week one down [many weeks to go]

So, I’m one week into my first grown-ass nursing job.

I’m happy to report that I haven’t killed anyone yet. It’s my daily prayer, and I feel like God is totally with me on this one. [You think I’m joking, but I’m not.]

I have two preceptors for day shift. [I’ll have a night shift preceptor too, but that’s not for a few more weeks.] Preceptors are experienced, partner nurses who teach you things and help make sure you don’t kill anyone. They are beautiful, smart, patient, delightful people. I grovel at their feet and revel in their wisdom. They make sure you learn things you may not know.

The things I don’t know are plentiful.

I mean, I pretty much feel like I learned NOTHING in nursing school. It’s definitely painful to the ego. I spent quite a few hours in this exact same Emergency Department, but I’m pretty sure something in my brain has been cleaned out between then and now. That’s the only logical reason, right? It’s not because I’m spending 95% of my time comparing myself to nurses with years and years of experience and I have, oh, a few weeks of experience, right?

It IS probably because I spent most of school saying, “I’m going to be a midwife, that doesn’t matter to me! I’ll know a little and that will be enough!”

Well, that joke is on me.

I’m still reading my textbooks.

Now it's [past] time to get down to business.

That’s my quick update on life. I’m only working three days a week and I still feel like I have no time. I’ll get used to it eventually, right? My poor brain is having a rough go.

August 30, 2015

fancy dinner

I'm a fan of extravagant meals. If you know me, you also know I'm cheap thrifty [and maybe a little poor from the student life I've been in for the past 3-ish years], but I will still spend more on dinner than I will a pair of jeans I wear four times a week. Priorities.

MegB convinced me to splurge on a trip to Washington, D.C. the week before I started my grown-ass nursing job. It didn't take much convincing because I love people in D.C. My complete list of things I wanted to do while I was there: 1. Go to Shake Shack, 2. Go to Spa World.

Megan's one request: Go to Rose's Luxury.

I wasn't 100% convinced that we needed to eat at this fancy-schmancy restaurant where President Obama had his birthday dinner, but I was willing to force myself to eat there. It was quite a sacrifice. I also read this Bon Appétit article, and fell in love a little with the concept of restaurant happiness.

And, y'all, you can feel it. It's for real.

The people who work here here appear to be happy, and the guests are happy, and the place is happy. Shooooo, that's a lot of happiness.
The pasta above was one of my top two favorite courses. Yes, we ordered one of errrr-thang. 
Let's talk about dessert because, well, it's kind of my favorite course. I mean, 95% of the time I don't actually need any other courses. Apparently I am a child.
We ordered two of the fancy desserts. We started with an eggplant tart puff pastry. I wish I actually knew the name, but I do know the fabulousness of it. OHMYLANTA. The whole eggplant-in-your-dessert thing may sound a little weird, but I assure you: IT IS NOT. It is amazing and if you argue with me I will cut you. [Then I'll nurse you back to health because we all know my threats are empty and filled with love.]

The other course we had was a corn crème brûlée topped with blueberries. I CAN'T EVEN. GAH. It tasted like sweet, creamy corn milky-ness with a crunchy, sugary top. Then when you eat it the blueberries burst in your mouth. I CAN'T EVEN. Did I say that already?

I'm inspired to add more vegetables [is corn still considered a vegetable? I think it is?] to my desserts.

Our server was Patrick. He was fantastic. Plus he brought us a third [we needed THREE desserts? YASSSSS!] dessert of birthday cake ice cream with candles. Loved it.
So...would I go back? Would I wait in a line 45 people deep on a Thursday at 4:30 pm waiting for 5:00 pm to roll around just so we try to get a table? [For the record, I was about number 32ish.] Would I spend money on every small plate on the menu again? [Probably not, but I'd get every vegetarian one. *heart eye emoji*] Would I eat raw onions in the best soy-sage habenero peanuts and lychee salad even when I hate raw onions?


Why would I do it?

Because everything was, well, awesome.

Even the bathrooms.