recently i was really tired at work and was trying to liven things up a bit. i feel like if all of us took that mindset, we all just thought " i am going to make work a bit more fun tonight" than work would be exponationally better.

   anyway, at one point i realized that someone had placed little  by my name on the main board at the nursing station. i was outraged!!!! i decided to chose a culprit and went with one of the sweet girls who has a fair measure of sass, so i knew she could handle it, and blame her.

   I kept calling her "snake" and said that she was turning people's heart against me. she kept laughing and calling me crazy. i said she was turning the heart's of men from me and she says, "what men?". and i realize how biblical of a statement i had made. o mare, where is your head sometimes... 

    i played along with this for awhile and she kept laughing and everyone thought i was crazy, which i kind of was because it was 6 am and i was really tired.

  as i was retelling this story in a very comical way, pointing out how goofy i am, the response of everyone else was to cringe and say i was a bully.

         so the joke flopped and i am a bully. awesome.

tonight at work i came to have a great night. i had the attitude of a saint.

mainly because i woke up to a friend, one of my favorites, and it was so great to wake up to. then other close friends asked me to go to dinner before work and treated. what the heck? what did i do to deserve this? laughing, sharing, teasing, and chips and salsa. heaven.

  but there is a crazy dad wandering the halls. ok, not wandering, but he has come out of the poor patient's room 5-6 times an hour through the whole night, and he is crazy. i assured the rest of the staff that i would get to the bottom of this. he continues to ask for misc items that do not make sense. so i think he is making a bomb.

and i think he is doing drugs. both things highly illegal at this wonderful hosptital of mine.

i should be a cia agent.

he just left to go to work. after not sleeping all night..

he probably works at sprint.

first time to log in. wow.

who knew that we would advance to online journals to keep up with each other. dang.

this weekend i took any of the transit students who wanted on a little adventure in the woods. i pulled out a string of camp games and bascially made them roll around in the mud. it was so funny with the internationals...whales, england, germany,and the local flare. they were such good sports, i was stunned. it was such a bonding experience for real.

 who knew germans sang so much!