Apparently this is my 260th post. My events are never ending, and as has been recommended to me many a time, I ought to write a book...or perhaps it is already written right here? So much is not written too... so does that mean that the book, even if published, is half a story? A chop short of a Barbie? A peg short on the clothesline? Whatever...I will think about it.
I know my blog is not as exciting as some others that I read. Take for instance, Steph from Sydney..Hi Steph :) She has never ending stories of fun and frivolity. She takes the piss out of herself but does not realise she is actually smart..no, not a smart arse, intelligent smart.
My life, I would not change it for anything. My kids and my other half and I have good health. We stick together through thick and thin. We fight like cat and dog but at the end of the day we know we love each other. How do I know this? Because when I get told I am just "Such an awful mum, you don't let me do anything!" (Door slams) , I know that at the end of the night when they come up to me and gimme one two and three smoochy cheek kisses that the love is still there. OF COURSE I rub it in and say, "Soooo, I am such a bad awful suckie of a mum hey...butcha still love me hey" ..and we all laugh and I say goodnight..until the next morning.
Not everyday is the same, even though feeding time at the zoo (breakfast) begins at about 7am usually. I am happy with progress of the kids at school and they seem to be coming home with a new achievement certificate on a weekly basis. Yeah, I know, we learn something new everyday and all that jazz!! But, it is great that the school does recognise the achievements in a positive manner...who said Public Schools were no good?
Anyway, tomorrow is the start of the last week of vacation time for the kids. I plan on taking them to Science Works and into town for some Krispy Kreme..yeah, that is what they wanted and they haven't had it for a very long time as there are only a couple of stores about (thank goodness). Oh, and the kids are going with their Grandma to see a play in our fine home town which is based on an Australian book. They cannot wait as they know the story well now.
Me, I am going to work a few shifts as hubby has 5 days off of work coming up. I do love my work, it allows me to get in there and fine tune my assessment skills. You see, people may think I sound like I am 12 years old, but I have acquired much knowledge in my years of nursing.
At the end of the day, I may be tired when I get home, but I know I made a difference even if it was for 8 hours of some one's life. No more than when my colleagues and I bring someone back to life, using our skills, what a rewarding day that is. Although, you know, I don't wish it to happen to anyone and most certainly not every time I work!