Mar 15

Last night, we had Dusty and another friend, (psssst, the new manager of the store we used to run)over for drinks and we talked and laughed, and I think someone got a haircut.

No, it wasn’t me.

Eventually, Howard and the new store manager went on a beer run and were taking FOREVER! to get back.

I was curled up in my recliner, Dusty was stretched out on the couch, and we were waiting on the guys to make their return.

And we started complaining about how tired we were, about how, if we hadn’t decided on this little impromptu “get-together”, we’d have both been in our beds by 10:00pm, respectively.

Then I think one of us nodded off.

That’s when I called the guys at the store and told them that Dusty was leaving and I was going to bed.

That’s also when it hit me that Dusty and I are the equivalent to two old ladies.  It’s only a matter of time, before we start demanding our senior discount at the store, and start arguing over who has the worst body ailments.

Of course, we’ll get funny looks because he’s only 27 and I’m only 33, but it’s all downhill from here anyway, right?

Mar 14

I know, I know.  I have no excuse for not posting all week long.  So I won’t even try to make one.

But I did miss all of you, I promise.

First and foremost, I am absolutely psyched right now because I am *gasp* using my newly installed, “upgraded at no charge because we took eleventy hundred million years to get to your new house and transfer your service”, high speed internet.

Oh baby, I’m going to be up allllllll night.

Especially since I’m way behind on all the free weekly downloads at iTunes.

The new single titled “Mercy” by Duffy?  Will make you want to dance around your living room.  Or at least it did me.  It’s now playing for the third time in five minutes. No doubt Howard will take to heavy drinking soon, just to get that image out of his head.

This week was exceptionally stress-free for me and that makes me very happy considering my mood, this time last week.

A-hem.

A new reader of my blog also outted (is that a word?) herself to me this week, a local reader.  Which always kind of makes me nervous (I have no idea why…) but overall very happy that I have another one.  Which puts me up to like, what?  7 readers?  Only a few more years and I’ll be up to double digits, my friends!  Wait and see!

She also thinks I’m a “really good writer” which means that clearly this girl has low standards but I’ll take all the compliments I can get.

So, a shout out to you, “L”!  Thank you for stopping by!

Lance Mackey won the Iditarod again which is just wonderful.  His finish last year made me cry (what doesn’t make me cry, right?) because he was so damn humble about it.  I think people like Lance deserve to win.  Good for you, Lance!

And finally, with the daylight savings time, I was kind of pissed about losing that hour but I’m loving the extra daylight we have in the evenings.  With the kind of winter I had emotionally, it is a welcome sight.  I think that extra hour was a small price to pay.

Compared to the amount of money we spent on hard drugs and booze.

(P.S.  I’m totally kidding about the hard drugs, calm down and get a sense of humor.)

Mar 9

This song speaks volumes of my career and even in my own personal life.  Enjoy!

“How to Save A Life”-The Fray

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it’s just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you’ve told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you’ve followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he’ll say he’s just not the same
And you’ll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life

Mar 8

Humorous Pictures
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You know?  If I were a polar bear?  I’d be the same way.

Mar 7

Today was a bad day for me. I haven’t had many of those as of late, but they do happen.  I like to think that I take lessons away from them, once I’ve gotten past the anger and frustrations.

My lessons today were:  lower your expectations of people because 99% of the time, they will disappoint you.  Stop and remember that they are human too, though, and realize that sometimes you’re working against a power that is greater than you.  One that you will never overcome.  So, stop fighting it.

Sometimes I will have to take full responsibility in a situation, even if the other person is clearly wrong.  I must be the bigger and better person in all situations, or at least try to be.  I myself, am not perfect, and must be willing to adapt.  Sometimes that means taking one for the team.  I might not like it but if I want peace in my world, that’s just the way it’s going to have to be.  My consolation will be that I sleep good at night.

There is always a price to pay for happiness.  No situation is ever the perfect one.  There are always going to be sacrifices I will have to make to pursue joy and to better my life.  That situation that I feel like I’ll be miserable in, indefinitely?  Will eventually end.  It’s a cliche, but you can’t have flowers without a little rain.  Toughen up, sister.  Those are the breaks.

I must find peace within myself and learn that only I can make my life joyful and happy.

And finally, I must learn to properly open that bottle of wine so that I don’t leave cork floating in the bottle.  Though, it does give the wine a fun little chewy factor.  And who can’t use a little chewy factor, every now and then?  Especially when drunk.

Mar 6

I haven’t forgotten you, my loves, I’m just busy with all the Iditarod action going on this week.  We’ve been lucky at the clinic with only minor emergencies but more than we usually get, nonetheless.

And to be honest?  Being outside mingling with the dog teams and the mushers is just more fun than sitting inside on the computer.  I’ve taken a ton of photos and Howard’s cooked a few meals for the mushers as a volunteer.

I know one thing.  I WANT to mush dogs one day.  And I’m definitely going to volunteer next year to help with the dogs.

So, I’ll be back after all the commotion is over and I promise to share videos and photos from the week.

Meanwhile, you can keep up with the action at Iditarod.com.  Check it out, after all, it really is “The Last Great Race”.

Mar 2

The x-ray class went really well.  I feel like my brain is full of good information I can use at the clinic when I go back to work tomorrow.  Holly flew in on Thursday and stayed with me at the condo, and she and I shopped, ate out, and talked until the wee hours of morning.  It was nice to have some company.

On our way back yesterday, our friend-also named Chris-was our flight attendant, and it was her first flight going to our village.  She and her husband still live here part-time and she hasn’t been on a flight here since she transferred to her new position.  Holly and I have always said we couldn’t wait to get her on a flight because we were going to have so much fun with her.

We never dreamed we’d be on the same flight, with Chris, together.  When Chris was giving her speech about how to adjust seat belts, and where the exits were located, Holly and I held up handwritten signs cheering her on, and we kept making faces at her.  Chris, being the professional she is, just smiled but never faltered on her monologue.  When she was finished, Holly and I cheered and clapped.  The people on our full flight were amused and I’m sure some of them were annoyed but we all had fun and it made our flight home enjoyable.  Especially when Chris was finished with her beverage service and she was able to visit with us before we started our gradual descent.

All in all, we needed to laughs to prepare us for what we were coming home to:

Athena’s Funeral

Being she lived in Anchorage, her family held a service there so that her Anchorage friends and family could attend and say goodbye to her.  Her final resting place was here in the village though.

The service was beautiful and moving.  Her family and friends put on a video tribute and afterwards, shared happy memories of her.  I looked over at Dusty and could see that he was crying.  I felt relieved and sad at the same time.  He needed to let it out…I was happy to see that he was.

The most moving part was when her father got up and spoke about her.  He was eloquent and calm, often looking over at Athena’s casket while speaking of her.  The most poignant part was when he was describing Athena’s last night on this earth.

One of the attending nurses approached Mary, Athena’s mother, and asked her if she snuggled Athena growing up.  Mary replied that of course she did.  The nurse then asked if Mary would like to crawl into bed with Athena and snuggle.  Mary, of course, accepted the invitation.  Jim spoke of how much it meant to the family to be able to do that.  And how much he appreciated that kind nurse offering such a loving and final gesture.  What mother wouldn’t want to hold her child in her arms before letting that child go?

That’s when the tears started for me.  Howard held tight to my hand and I could tell he was fighting back tears as well.

And I also hoped that, as a health care worker, if I were ever put into that situation, I would offer a grieving family the same gesture.

So, Athena is finally at rest and her family and friends can start the slow road to healing.  The bright spot is that Athena leaves behind two beautiful girls.  One of which, she gave her very life for, to bring into this world.

Goodbye Athena.  May your “journey through time and space” always be happy and peaceful.

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