I thought of my Dad today when, on my way out the door, I grabbed a Coke Zero from the fridge and put it in my coat pocket.

We've taken care of the leaves in the front. The back? We've yet to tackle. 

I asked Russell why he raked all the leaves in to one big pile (in case it's been a while since you had to pick up leaves, bigger piles are harder). He shrugged and laughed at me. He just thought it would be funny. This picture doesn't do the pile justice. It's a big pile. You better believe I'll be looking for every excuse to avoid that chore. Car wash? I have to have one today. 

I wore my cap and mask home...

Today was crazy. Insane. Awesome. 

I went out to Caldwell, about 30 miles outside Boise, to check out their OR and day surgery unit. At first I was doing boring vital signs checks but then I got to do real things that nurses do. I started a couple IVs and I went with two patients in to the OR and I watched their surgeries. A bilateral mastectomy and a radical prostatectomy. Holy crap. I just keep saying in my head over and over again. How the heck am I going to figure out what kind of nurse I want to be if everything I get to try is totally awesome? I think I am supposed to have hated at least one thing by now. I can't even count how many nurses asked if I'd eaten breakfast. I guess they have a lot of students pass out - bad news. There was a CRNA in my prostatectomy that was totally quizzing me on all the drugs, what would you give if this happened. He was really smart. So that was fun. 

Let me just say (as if I need another reason to go vegetarian), underneath all that breast tissue? Just like a flank steak. Exactly. 

I hate those bell stamps. They are really no fun at all. My post office has this automated scale and stamp machine. You can go 24 hours a day, 7 days a week and you can use your debit card. This thing is the epitome of convenience. But you can only get those dumb bell stamps. 

I hate those stamps so much that I would rather go to my post office from the hours of 9-4 Monday through Friday and wait. In the line. Why is there always a line? Because dumb people like me hate those bell stamps? I don't know. 

Do I hate the bell stamps? Or do I just love the other stamps? I think it might be because some of the bell stamps on the sheet don't have the wavy edges on all 4 sides. I'm a crazy person, aren't I? Whatever. You just read an entire post about stamps...