They say...

How you go out in one year is how you'll spend the next.

I've never really bought into that sort of superstition.

Besides, if that were the case, I'm screwed.....I've got a head cold from hell, courtesy of a patient who doesn't bovver to cover their mouth when they cough or sneeze. *sighs* Oh well, part and parcel of being a nurse I suppose.

Sooooooooo, just in case you buy into how you go out in one year determines how you'll spend the next, may you go out laughing in this one and having nothing but good cheer in the next.


(this clip is not for the faint of heart, so if you are easily offended, don't say you weren't warned)

Yeah I had to look at it twice too...

One Christmas tradition explained...

When four of Santa's elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones, Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule.

Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her Mom was coming to visit. This stressed Santa even more. When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out, heaven knows where.

More stress.

Then when he began to load the sleigh one of the boards cracked, and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the toys. So, frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum.

When he went to the cupboard he discovered that the elves had hidden the liquor, and there was nothing to drink. In his frustration he accidentally dropped the cider pot, and it broke into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor.

He went to get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw end of the broom.

Just then the doorbell rang, and irritable Santa trudged to the door.

He opened the door and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.

The angel said very cheerfully, "Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't it a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?"

And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

Conversation...

One of my residents, an 80 year old lady was being interviewed by the local news station because she had just gotten married - for the fourth time.

The interviewer asked her questions about her life, about what it felt like to be marrying again at 80, and then about her new husband's occupation. "He's a funeral director," she answered. "Interesting," the newsman thought. I thought the same thing after having a conversation with her during some down time at work.

He then, went on and asked her if she wouldn't mind telling him a little about her first three husbands and what they did for a living. She paused for a few moments, needing time to reflect on all those years. After a short time, a smile came to her face and she answered proudly, explaining that she'd first married a banker when she was in her early 20's, then a circus ringmaster when in her 40's, later on a preacher when in her 60's, and now in her 80's, a funeral director.

The interview looked at her, quite astonished, and asked her why she had married four men with such diverse careers.

She smiled and explained "I married one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and four to go."

I never asked her another question after that.

Some things you just can't help but laugh at...

After first rounds were done, I'm at the nurses' station.

One of my patients came to me to complain about another patient. This is the following conversation...

Judy: "I need to talk to you about R-I-T-A" (spelling it out) *I think she thought that R-I-T-A was either an idiot or deaf, which of the two I'm not certain* "She's done blah blah blah" *Quite honestly after a while it all sounds the same*

Me: "Miss Judy, if I'm not mistaken, R-I-T-A can S-P-E-L-L, just like you can"

Judy: "Oh...."

Over my shoulder I can hear a little old lady going "R-I-T-A......hey wait! That's ME!"

Judy: "No No No, I said, R-I-T-A-A.....I'm not talking about you!"

Me: "Uh huh, riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight"

God I love my job at times!

For all of my bleeding heart liberal WAYYYYY left of center friends & family...

Now I realize the artist and/or genre of music may not be to your liking.

However......

Just watch the clip, you'll end up in tears like I did.

(Tears of laughter that is)

This is great, enjoy! I know I did.

I. AM. OUTRAGED.

I don't normally climb atop a soapbox, however this is one that needs to be climbed up on.

A dear friend of mine told me about this story sickened and disgusted by the ruling, I'm flabbergasted as to how and why it would be that a judge would assume that a 10 year old CHILD would even understand the concept of consent, when for some 30 year old ADULTS struggle still with the idea.

I'm a firm believer in that "it takes a village" to raise children and with the world becoming increasingly smaller all the time, I can't help but think of my Moira or my Sammy (both 10 and under) having to deal with this and not having the support of her community.

I'm wondering, what could or should be done with regard to this situation? Is there anything we, as a global community, can do?

Tell me what ideas you may have.



It's things like this that I have a tendency to take personally. It's how I am, I can't help it.

Talk about to much time on your hands!

I think this is awesome and I'm impressed with the patience and fortitude that this person showed in doing this clip, but can you say "Holy Cow!"