Thursday, June 30th, 2011, 12:32pm EDT
No, not a drinking blog. I rarely touch the stuff. I do, however, indulge in other mind and mood altering substances. My drug of choice: Music. The good stuff. The kind with both lyrics and melody, not that Soda-Pop, teeny bopper, top 40 bullshit. Not that techno crap that makes you wish you were driving bamboo shoots up your fingernails rather than listening to it. (I know we have some techno junkies among us who think they can change my mind on this. I am open to listening to your stuff, but I don't think it's for me.) I like when people put their soul into a song. I love it when I cry my eyes out because of a perfectly paired lyric and riff. Being a chick, I like chick music. I love Sheryl Crow, Lori McKenna, Melissa Ethridge, Beth Hart, and Tori Amos. I also have my men, as mentioned in the title, and without them, I have no idea how I could get through the day.
Jack Johnson: My wind-down music. Perfect to play in the background while I help a kid with homework or play a board game ... Read more ...
Jack Johnson: My wind-down music. Perfect to play in the background while I help a kid with homework or play a board game ... Read more ...
Wednesday, June 29th, 2011, 04:15pm EDT
Having spanned the spectrum of PN, RN, tech work, patient teaching, etc.
from the maternity ward to the psych ward to the ICU, I have some news
for the healthcare consumer population at large.
1. You will poop while having a baby....a lot. You and your various spectators will not know about it since I am good at my job. Stop worrying about it. You are bringing a tiny human into a fucked up world and you are worried about whether or not you will poop on the table? You will.
2. You will come home with us every night. We will wonder about you. We will pray for you. We will cry if we see your obituary in the paper.
3. We are not even remotely interested in how you look....stop worrying. We don't have beauty contests in the hospital.
4. If you stink when you come in, you won't for long. If we have to put our hands, our noses, our equipment which comes home with us on you, you will be clean. We will wash you or you can do it yourself, but we have no t ... Read more ...
1. You will poop while having a baby....a lot. You and your various spectators will not know about it since I am good at my job. Stop worrying about it. You are bringing a tiny human into a fucked up world and you are worried about whether or not you will poop on the table? You will.
2. You will come home with us every night. We will wonder about you. We will pray for you. We will cry if we see your obituary in the paper.
3. We are not even remotely interested in how you look....stop worrying. We don't have beauty contests in the hospital.
4. If you stink when you come in, you won't for long. If we have to put our hands, our noses, our equipment which comes home with us on you, you will be clean. We will wash you or you can do it yourself, but we have no t ... Read more ...
Tuesday, June 28th, 2011, 04:45am EDT
You guys really want to know how to get rid of Neko or whoever is currently trolling the blogs? Remember Lord Infamous, remember SpellCheckMod, remember at least a dozen other annoying, no talent cocksuckers who clogged up this section with their literary turds and one starred good blogs and left shitty comments and hit below the belt? Remember what the true EBW bloggers did to make them go away?
WE
STOPPED
CARING.
We rose above and didn't read their blogs, didn't comment, didn't rate. And they left. There was nothing here for them anymore. But most of us will continue to support the trolls in their behavior because this may be more interesting than anything else we have going on. And that's okay...as long as you're okay with being an enabler.
This troll business has happened before and it will happen again. The good bloggers go of to our various other haunts until the dust has settled and then we return. Some of us even post here because w ... Read more ...
WE
STOPPED
CARING.
We rose above and didn't read their blogs, didn't comment, didn't rate. And they left. There was nothing here for them anymore. But most of us will continue to support the trolls in their behavior because this may be more interesting than anything else we have going on. And that's okay...as long as you're okay with being an enabler.
This troll business has happened before and it will happen again. The good bloggers go of to our various other haunts until the dust has settled and then we return. Some of us even post here because w ... Read more ...
Thursday, June 23rd, 2011, 09:32pm EDT
When you have five kids under ten, you will never sleep. You will crave it like a fiend; you will ache for it. You will plan and scheme to attain it, but if an opportunity ever arises, you will be so energized by the blessing of silence that you will burn the midnight oil just to revel in it.
When you have five kids under ten, there is no romance. Your marriage will either sink or swim and youd better pray that your foundation is strong enough to hold up under the weight of responsibility and conflict. Just when you get a moment alone, someone will have a nightmare or throw up at school or have a ball game. You have to master the art of condensed conversation. You will learn to put strong meaning behind few words, to deliver bottled affection in a glance, and to be grateful. You will cherish five minute increments of time. You will look forward to growing old.
Wednesday, June 15th, 2011, 01:22pm EDT
My old, trusted friend the DSM IV, the psychiatric diagnoses bible, has got me thinking again. I think I (and I'd venture to say most of those reading this) could be shamefully addicted to EBW and that it could be a virtual wrecking ball in my life. Hear me out. The DSM's defition:
Addict: One who uses a substance or behavior to celebrate, compensate, or for any other reason, legitimate or not. The addict experiences some or all of the following:
Continued use despite negative consequences;- umm, this site was the catalyst for a shame spiral which culminated in a bitter and violent divorce from my first husband....and it made me a more frequent user
Limit setting & promises to self or others are broken-I'll just check on my blog and get off here......2 hours later.....
Complaints are denied and/or not heard- I don't spend that much time on the internet. Besides, didn't we spend like all day together 2 weeks ago? My ex used to bitch that all I did was blo ... Read more ...
Addict: One who uses a substance or behavior to celebrate, compensate, or for any other reason, legitimate or not. The addict experiences some or all of the following:
Continued use despite negative consequences;- umm, this site was the catalyst for a shame spiral which culminated in a bitter and violent divorce from my first husband....and it made me a more frequent user
Limit setting & promises to self or others are broken-I'll just check on my blog and get off here......2 hours later.....
Complaints are denied and/or not heard- I don't spend that much time on the internet. Besides, didn't we spend like all day together 2 weeks ago? My ex used to bitch that all I did was blo ... Read more ...
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