Caffeine

I have finally finished my three night, 12 hour shifts, work week. I don't drink coffee, but in some sense I wish I did, cause I am finding it extremely hard to stay awake at night. The thing about night shifts is not the work, which is quite easy, cause everyone's asleep, it's the NOT falling asleep part that's tough. I've been trying alot of stuff, but still at that 3am ring I am fighting to keep my eyes open. Pop, candy, walking around the unit several times, tea....the list does go on. It also doesn't help when your sitting with your baby for the night, rocking him to sleep, in a dark, warm room, with soft baby music playing in the background. So far though, my trick is Coke and Orange Pekoe tea. They can make me last till I crash at home. I'm just worried when those wear out....then what!! Will I be succumbed to the head bobbing, eye twiching manic!?!

Unexcusable Excuses

Sorry about not blogging lately, I have been super busy! Last night I was thinking of writing a long blog about an excuse of not blogging but later decided that they were all bad excuses. For real I did have to wash my hair that's why I have not blogged in a while. Or the computer shut down ect...ect....all good to use but have little effect. Here are some that I thought of and found last night

My dog ate it
The electricity went off and messed up my alarm clock
I had to go to court
My dog was hit by a car
My dog has respiratory distress(for real I heard this one at work!)
I got a real bad sunburn at the beach and was in too much pain to study
I had to be in a wedding
It was my only chance to go to my family reunion
My Mom's calling me
There is someone on the other line

Pretty much I have no excuse, just that I was in a bloggers block.

KEITH URBAN

On September 22, 2007 Glen and I and Detective Daisy are going to see KEITH URBAN!! We are so excited!! They are not the best seats in the house (one of the nurses at work got 5th row tickets on the floor) but it is still going to be a BLAST!!! I am soooo pumped.

In Memoriam

Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment
community. The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast
infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the
belly. He was 71.

Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of
celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs.
Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker,
the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled
high with flours.

Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy
as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose
quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with
turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting
much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little
flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a
positive roll model for millions.

Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, two children, John
Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also
survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart. The funeral was held at
3:50 for about 20 minutes.

Just in case you had a crumbly day and kneaded it.

I have finally convinced my little sis to start her own blog. So you all should check it out at http://detectivedaisy.blogspot.com