There’s this phrase that people use when they’re suprised but don’t really know how to react just yet.
It could be your hair or your outfit or the naked man on their front porch, but it works. It wasn’t there before… it’s new. Like the year. Some might argue (me likely among them) that one different digit doesn’t really change a whole lot. THe thing is that you have to count it at some point or you’ll never notice it changing. Like the way you think you’ve always looked the same, but people who don’t see you very often always have trouble recognizing you.
You have to say at some point that NOW things are different, even if today seems so very much like yesterday. People might ask why it’s so important to acknowledge change and I can’t say I have a coherent answer. But on Sunday January 2, 2011 I moved my bed. Not a huge change I know, but furniture is heavy so give me a break. It’s important to look at the differences that maybe you don’t always notice. All the firsts of your life however insignificant. Maybe line them up or write them down and see if you’re happie with the direction you’re going.
Last year at this time I was a nursing student with a degree in public health. This year I am a nurse with a job and two degrees. Alot can change in a year.
Now today I feel like shit. I can’t breath, I can barely talk, my nose is constantly running, but things are still looking up. I’ll be better soon and I’ll have a job at a place that treats me well and maybe soon I’ll have a full time job and a house and a bigger kitchen.
Today I invented a cookie. and I’m prettie sure it’s delicious.
This recipe makes 7 cookies and once I’m sure I’m happie with it I will bigger it for further usage.
1 tbs. and 1 tsp. sugar
1 tbs. brown sugar
1 tbs. butter
1 tsp. apple sauce
2 tbs. Lydon Diner’s Honey Mustard (Locations in Lancaster and York)
1/2 c. flour
1/4 tsp. baking soda
I’m too tired to keep up to keep up the sitting up so it’s more sleepies and Day Quil for me. (We’re out of NyQuil)