Biology

I honestly thought I would enjoy my biology class this semester. Oh how wrong I was! I do not care, nor will I ever care about the evolutionary pliable mollusks. I mean seriously! I guess I just remembered my biology class in highschool being awesome because we got to disect little creatures and blow stuff up. Ah, those were the days!

Finals Week

Oh how my brain is fried! Finals week literally drains me. I have one day to go and I am mentally and physically exhausted. As of six 'oclock tomorrow evening, my brain will refuse to function. I plan on being a lump on the couch for about three and a half days. A bottle of wine and the handy red box rentals will be my life support. Ugh!

My Folks

My parents are amazing! They absolutely crack me up. My dad use to be this big, intimidating man. Luckily for me, around the age I was ready to date, he transformed into this big teddy bear. Don't get me wrong, he still has this look he can give that would send chills down your back. He only uses that look for special occasions now (kidding). My mom is the most giddy woman I have ever met. She always has a smile on her face, and a hug to give. At church, she once playfully got in trouble by the women of the church for saying "I'm sorry" too much. She even recorded the voicemail on her phone saying "I'm sorry I missed your call, oh wait...I'm not suppose to say I'm sorry anymore..." My nickname from them is Gert. Don't ask why. I have no clue. I love them to death. I couldn't have asked for better parents.

Storms

Tonight we had another round of storms come through Springfield while I was at work. Whenever the tornado sirens sound, it is the staff's responsibility to move the patients to a centralized waiting room of the hospital. We did just that, but when we were done we bolted for the doors to watch the storm. I guess it's just something about that rush of adrenaline that makes us want to take that risk of getting blown away, just to see what's going on. I love it! I really think I need to consider a second job in storm chasing. Hmmmm.....

Blogging

I have decided that I like blogging. It has brought out a touch of my creative side. It's almost like my own little public journal. I know people really don't care what I have to say about coffee or recycling paper or about what I did today, but it's a nice release for me. At the beginning of this semester, I loathed the thought of blogging. Now that we are days away from the end of the semester, I have to give props to my teacher for making us do this. Thanks man!

Addy

My daughter is two. Oh yes, the terrible two's. This child is hilarious! She has recently decided that she can take on and conquer her older brother in a wrestling match. I was watching them the other day as they were sitting quietly in the living room, watching a movie. My son was just sitting on the couch, minding his own business. All of the sudden, Addyson reaches up, grabs him by the shirt, and pulls him off the couch. The fight was on! I let them have at it for a while until I was tired of hearing "Mom, make her stop!" Her dad would be proud to hear me say that I think she will be the future star of the UFC. Oh, my sweet little girl!

Tyson

My son is five. He is obsessed with Transformers. You can seriously sit down and have an hour long conversation about the movie. He knows everything about it. He cracks me up! Last year for Halloween, he was Bumblebee from the movie. He goes through phases where he will put the costume on and refuse to take it off for days. He put it on the other day, stood in front of his window in his bedroom and pretended like he was taking out the neighborhood boys that were playing in the street. I would love to know what goes through a little boys head sometimes.