it's a freakin' Death March through Nursing School.
Tell us how you
really feel.
(Do you have any idea how much I appreciate those who've stuck it out?)
Nope. And I'm outta here. Bye!
Oh... fine. I'll stick around a bit longer.
Here we are, the end of yet another Round of Planning by the Alphabet.
Next chapter. AA is for Aardvark!
Don't ask me what you're going to talk about.
Maybe we should change it to AA is for Aargh... Pirates!
I'm not sure whether I should be gleeful or just sit down and cry.
Be gleeful. Would you rather be at the 15 months ago position?
However, to keep us all entertained (a stretch, I know!)
Go Liesa! Go Liesa! Go Liesa!
which is infinitely better than the business of the aftermath of the Indian food that you'll see in a moment.
Oh, dear Lord...
Not the aftermath. The food. You're welcome.
<Phew!!!>
Of course, getting the day off didn't cross her mind despite knowing for months.
No. Of course not. That would be silly.
I suppose she was born blonde for a reason.
Wait! Let me guess. She got fired from her Quality Control job at the M&M factory for throwing out all the "M"s.
Not a spectacular photo by any means, but the moment did serve to prompt 4 women to burst into "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" spontaneously and loudly.
Oh. My. God.
Sooooo happy not to have been there. <shudder>
I'm happy to report I did not crash, miss any of my exits, or spill another cup of coffee in the car.
All good.
Except for that squirrel you ran over, of course.
I had wanted to do the Melting Pot,
A fondue place I presume?
At this point, I'd forgotten to do something very, VERY important. Remember that.
Oh, oh.
What TR would be complete without the needless addition of menu covers?
Ummm.... Never done that. I guess that's why mine go on forever.
my 20 year went on a lengthy rant that she can buy a rifle, drive, procreate
Wait.
She's going to buy a rifle, drive to some guy's place and force him to procreate???
What kind of kid are you raising there?
Dinner
I should have gotten one with rum added.
You could do that?
But see the cracker behind it there?
yes
Vindaloo with veggies- the spiciest curry they have on the menu:
Nope. pkondz is a baby when it comes to spicy.
I don't look manly with tears streaming down my face.
It was fantastalicious!! Every bite. It was spicy, and I knew I'd be in trouble the next day.
So.... worth it then.
My daughters reminded me in time that the last time we were there, I had a pretty strong drink, and ate WAY too much spicy food and ended up with a gallbladder attack during the show and basically suffered for 2 hours in a theater seat.
Ouch! That must've put a crimp into enjoying the show.
If you've had gall bladder issues, you understand.
Not me. Ruby had hers taken out, though.
If not, imagine plucking your own fingernails out and then dipping them in acid- that would come close.
So, not that bad then?
With full bellies and smiles on our faces, (see?)
Pretty girls. Take after their mother obviously.
just at the edge of the lot we came across a little handpurse. Huh! Someone must have dropped it, and not too long ago. It wasn't wet. Not much isn't wet in Oregon for very long. We picked it up and started to look for some ID and within a few seconds found a business card. Luckily, my phone still had some battery and I called the number on it. "Patty" answered and was only 1 block away.
Lucky for her! But I'm sure anyone in the city would've done the same.
No? Yes?
She was very grateful and thanked us, and we continued on our way.
Better than my last similar experience. MIL found a cell phone. So I called the contacts on it, found out whom it belonged to and arranged for a pick up.
Not even a thanks.
About halfway there, it struck me that I had once again forgotten something very important. But I wasn't turning back because: 1) I had high heels on and, 2) something looked very ominous as we approached the theater.
Ah. And... uh, oh.
Well, crap. Nursing Student Brain was in full control when I printed out my directions and here we are. At the wrong place. GREAT.
No!
I shouldn't laugh, but....
we had 15 blocks to walk. In the rain. And high heels. And it was 7:10.
You were on a mission. Ain't nuttin' stoppin' you.
Best seats we've EVER gotten- to the EXTREME right, but that would prove to be the most amazing seats for this particular play as well.
Do tell.
Toward the end of play, we suddenly heard the Witch's voice BEHIND us! Not 2 rows back in the aisle 3 seats over, she appeared to make threats to the "Citizens of Oz" (the Audience).
No way! Cool!
My youngest nearly wet herself with excitement over this close encounter.
It was magical to see the pure joy on her face during the entire show and squeeze my hand at every cool effect, song, or dance. Memories like that don't happen every day.
Awwww....
I also did not take any pictures. I generally follow the rules and we were told not to.
I should hope not! Enjoying the show or taking pictures. You can't really do both.
I also knew that there was going to be an unpleasant and expensive ending to the evening. Have any of you guessed what other costly mistake Nursing School Brain made last night?
No... You didn't...
I added an extra $44 bucks to the festivities.
You did.
I wanted to add more to this update that was directly Disney Planning related, but I have to go get dressed.
You DIS in the
nude?????
I promised to take NariLoo to the paint your own pottery place for a couple of hours. She's been having a really hard time in school. A long story, but I've got a pretty sad teen who simply hates school and was recently betrayed rather harshly by someone she thought was her best friend.
Oh, I know that story. Just lived through another episode of it a month or so ago.
Girls... I don't know
why they're so evil, but they are.
It's also a perfect way, in addition to writing updates, to procrastinate on studying for my Final. I will probably regret the utter waste of my day in that area, but it has been good to feel somewhat engaged here too.
You need to stop and breathe once in a while too, you know.
