And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you

It only took me 1 year and 4 months to say three overly weighted words, I love you. And I said it, and I meant it, and I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around it but its real and that truly is something amazing. 

Relaxing all morning, trying to get rid of the plague that Christopher so kindly gave me. Sore throat x10. Then off to a little Memorial Day get together at Chris’s uncles adorable log cabin in Schuylerville. 

Relaxing Monday, I just really wish that I wasn’t sick.

Semester completed. Now onto the worst semester ever. Nursing 3, lab, clinical and biology. 7.5 hour clinical’s and 7.5 hour school days. Then I get the pleasure of attending classes from 7:30am until 10pm once July 1st rolls around. My first clinical rotation is at St.Margaret’s. My first day there was yesterday and I am not ashamed to say that this facility is not for me. I am really looking forward to finishing as quickly as possible. I do think that being at St.Margaret’s will be a great learning opportunity however. Then onto OB and delivery room. Cannot wait :) Then I get to finish off my summer with Behavioral Health, which I am also really looking forward to. 
Oh busy summer, please be good to me.  

I have the most adorable little animal children.

All dressed up and ready to go. Chris is bringing me out on a surprise dinner date tonight to celebrate me passing my final/the last night of nurses week/Friday date night. 

I was told to wear a cute dress so I’ll comply. 

I passed my nursing final during nurses week :) 
Onto my last semester, pediatrics and behavioral health all summer.
Here we go.  

Making an appointment with my plastic surgeon tomorrow. More or less just for an opinion and where I go from there I still haven’t decided… Or at least that’s what I’ll tell people since apparently others think that they should be able to make my own medical choices. I’m sick and tired of hearing about “how many women pay lots of money to have a body like mine.” Really? That sounds fantastic so please allow me to be another statistic and woman paying money to change her body type as well. I really don’t mind.
Anyway, this rant needed to be directed somewhere healthy and this was the place.

Size 00S jeans from high school, don’t mind if I do. Just squeezed my ass back into these after a few years of keeping them in hiding.