That's right - Halloween. When I can be awoken gently by the soft sound of "RING RING RING TRICK OR TREAT TREAT HEY I GUESS NO ONE'S HOME!" at the godforsaken hour of 3pm. Ahh.
later on 10/30/04
Extra hour of sleep tonight! Woo!
Kevin's Halloween party was loads of fun. Even tho I was attacked by a glitter-wielding homosexual (I'm sure there's a D&D character in there somewhere), and the stuff is everywhere!
It was wildly fun tho - Missy is sick, so she couldn't make it. I got dressed (green glittery strapless dress, I said I was in the ensemble of Wicked) and went to pick up Tesse (Mrs. Lovett), and we drove into the city. Fortuitously, we had enough time to stop at Marie's for a drink, and ran into Jim, the pianist, who was also supposed to come to the party. We offered him a ride and then went to pick up Jay. Drove to Queens, stopped at Jay's so he could dress (and we could snuggle Scooter! So cute!) (Jay - nurse in scrubs, Jim - Great Pumpkin in orange shirt) and then we drove further into Queens to Kevin's. His apartment was decorated stunningly for the occasion, and it was warm enough to spend the entire evening outside. Jay - and some lighter fluid - got the fire going in the outdoor fireplace, and we huddled around, drinking spiced apple cider with rum and eating Dried Brains and Cat Vomit treats. Thanks, Kevin. It was really fun to spend an evening "in," as it were, as opposed to spending money "out." Everyone brought beverages, and Kevin had all kinds of snacks made.
So finally, when it started to drizzle (and we called our other Marie's friends who were supposed to show, only to hear from them that they were still in Manhattan), we headed back out to NJ. Dropped Jim off in JC, went by Tesse's so she could grab clothes, and then it was back to Matawan. I'm going to drive Tesse down to Princeton before work - it's quicker to do that than to have her take the train down from JC.
And that was our fantastic night!
Oh, not only did Boston win, but there was also a total eclipse of the moon last night (insert bad Dance of the Vampires crack here). It really was something phenomenal to look at. I got out the binoculars and sat on the porch just staring. I really need to live somewhere where you can see stars without streetlights getting in the way. Oh, and trees. They're all changed to orange and yellow and red here and it's just beautiful.
later on 10/27/04
Reverse the curse, my ass. The Red Sox still suck.
Scooter has a new home!
Tesse called yesterday and asked if I wanted to see a show last night, so I said sure. Then I called Jay and it turned out that he wasn't working until 9pm. So I came home from clinical, let all of the kitties lick Scooter goodbye, and we jetted to the city. It would have been a much lovelier trip if there hadn't been an hour's worth of traffic at the Lincoln Tunnel, but we eventually made it - picked up Jay and Tesse in midtown, dropped Jay and Scooter off at the subway, and then Tesse and I went downtown. It would have been lovelier if the paint fumes from the scene shop downstairs hadn't caused my throat and nose to close up tho - I had to leave in the middle to get some sinus pills, tissues and water. And then I went to the diner across the street for some hot tea, and that helped. I met up again with Tesse after the show (it was a one-act, so it was out by 9.30pm) and we went up to Marie's for a drink (a soda, seriously). It would have been even better if we hadn't gotten there at 9.50pm and remembered that you need to feed the meter until 10pm. I came out just in time to find the metermaid guy writing a ticket. I showed him my quarters to put in the meter, but he gave me some lame story about "once we start writing the ticket, we have to finish it." Ridiculous.
But the happy ending is that Scooter has a home now! I think the other cats sort of miss him, since I came home to find all of them sleeping on my bed, and now Sheeba is being overly-friendly and licking my arm as I write this.
I've been in such an up mood all week, don't know why. I just have tons of energy and I can't sleep. Thankfully, the crazy people at school and work keep me awake when I need to be. Right now, however, I have nothing to do until 6am tomorrow morning (and that just consists of hitting the snooze button twice and racing out the door to clinical), so I'm going to go to bed.
We saw Marie and Jimmy off on their way to Boston. While they were, we had a frighteningly American time. Went to Wal-Mart and IHOP, and they spent a lot of time in the city, sightseeing. I took them to Marie's Crisis, where Marie has wanted to go for years now, and we ran into Tesse, Jay, MissyMink and the rest of the gang. And yes, we did stay til closing, after which we shoved Marie, Jimmy, Tesse, Paula, her husband Jason and me into the car and drove to Hoboken, JC and home again. It was fabulous.
Work tonight was nuts. And so were the patients. I could not wait for the shift to end.
Luckily I'm off tomorrow and Wednesday. I meant to meet up with Jay yesterday to bring Scooter over, but after Marie and Jimmy left, I took a nap on the couch - fell asleep at noon, woke up at 7pm for the game, fell asleep in the 3rd inning, and woke up when Mom poked me at midnight and shoved me up the stairs to bed. So maybe tomorrow or Wednesday I can meet up with Jay. I also have to bring Tesse a dress to use for her Halloween costume - she and I and MissyMink were invited to our friend Kevin's Halloween party on Friday night. I'm still not sure if I should go as a cell block tango girl (from Chicago) or wear the slutty nurse outfit that Tesse and Michael got me two years ago.
Ah - much less anxiety now. Marie and Jimmy are here from Dublin, staying with us until Sunday when they head back to Boston for their flight home. I'm so excited that they're here. They've been doing sightseeing around the city, and tonight we went out for drinks at MC and the Duplex. Ran into everyone I know, which was very cool. MissyMink is back in NYC, and she came down and has declared that MC is her new favorite bar. And we're all gearing up for a Halloween costume party at our friend Kevin's (who I went to Chicago with) next weekend. Must find costume.
And Jay came and met Scooter, and fell head over heels in love. I'm going to bring the kitten to him on Sunday, I think, since I'm off from work and Jay thinks he's free in the evening.
The wedding was fabulous, and Jen looked beautiful. I was OK through the rehearsal and all, but when she and her Dad walked down the aisle, I got teary.
I want to write more and link photos, but I am so anxiety-ridden this week that I just can't function, let alone write.
later on 10/14/04
OK, I have a few minutes between getting home from work, packing, and waiting for Jay's train to get here. We're leaving for Jen's tomorrow at 8am. The original thought was to drive up tonight, but not getting there until 3am kind of sucks. So tomorrow morning it is!
I'm excited to see Jen in her dress - it looks lovely on the hanger, but I bet she looks beautiful IN it. And I can't picture Sean in a tux - or anything other than jeans and a t-shirt ;-) but I'm sure he'll be stunning, too. I'm really happy for them. Marie and Jimmy fly in from Dublin tomorrow and will be meeting us after the rehearsal, so that'll be great, too - and all of our NYC friends are coming up on Saturday for the day. My digital camera is all charged up and I'm all packed. It'll be a great weekend.
In honor of the NY-Boston series, I read a great book called One Day at Fenway, which is about a game in last year's ALCS, inning by inning. The author and his crew interviewed and followed players, fans and family members throughout the game, and put together an amazing look at baseball and American life and the NY-Boston rivalry. I sat down and read it in one sitting. So good.
So now I've had two good AC trips and two not-so-good (ok, downright bad) ones. Never fear tho - I put the money that I won on the first big trip and put it in the bank. Now I can pay off some of my Visa bill. But win or lose, all of the trips have really been a lot of fun. Mom and I went to the Borgata yesterday and earned enough free dollars to get a walkman and a vacuum (more exiting than it sounds, if you've seen my carpet!), and it's just so swanky there. Perhaps we will get free rooms there too now.
And that's the slightly-longer version of what's been going on around here. Jay and I are off to MA in the morning, and I should be back online Sunday night.
Wow, no time to update this at all, so this is a quickie.
Leaving tomorrow for Jen's wedding - yay! Yankees are up two games to none over Boston in the ALCS - yay! Lost money in AC yesterday - boo! The hospital got Magnet status - yay!
And really, that's about it. More when I get home on Monday.
I posted a note about Psych to the LiveJournal nursing forum. And I'm so happy that it got decent responses. I do feel a lot better now - I just really am not a Psych person. I am a Med/Surg person. Give me good old fashioned reality-oriented patients over the psychotic delusional type any day.
And god bless David's Bridal. I took my dress in today, and asked about dyeable shoes. I pick them up in an hour. They're amazing, and unlike all of the other stores I went to this week, they don't send out their shoes to be dyed, they do it right on site. I love them.
Well, yes, we went to the mall to look for shoes, but Mom and I ended up with books, chocolate, candles, bath stuff (seriously, all I need is the clawfoot tub and a glass of wine and I am set), a beautiful dress that I'm going to wear to The Magic Flute on the 18th, and some holiday goodies for friends and family. It was successful.
Tomorrow is class, temple, and the city. Saturday is haircut (I really need my highlights done and the ends trimmed before the wedding) and AC and the Bette Midler concert, and Sunday I'm working. Whew.
I got an 88 on our second Psych exam. I still don't like it, but I'll deal. Too frustrating.
I picked up my altered bridesmaid dress today, and it looks so much better now that I'm not tripping over the hem and falling out of the top. It's a little tight under the armpits, but not worth the hassle (and the time) of having the seamstress cut it up again. It's gorgeous. This afternoon I'm off to DSW to find some dyeable shoes.
I think my brain is going to explode from frustration. I can't deal with Psych patients. They just drive me nuts - no pun intended. I can't rationalize with a person who's hearing voices and changing the subject faster than the speed of light. Even tho the patients on clinical want to be at the hospital (for the most part) and are aware of their illnesses, they're still sick (in the head). And yeah, I'm depressed and have a panic disorder, and there's mental illness all over the place, these people are just too much. My frustration is way too high. As I said to my instructor yesterday, my needs as a student and as a healthcare provider are not being met. And to top it off, tonight at work we had a real nutjob, too. L. and I spent a half hour trying to get her to take her meds and stop talking to people who weren't there (she refused the meds and dinner, and kept speaking into thin air). Found her on the floor later because she climbed over the side rails and took a spill. And then we had a patient who died, and the nurse didn't bother to tell the aide who was assigned over there, so K., the aide, was needless to say freaked out to walk into the room to take vitals, and get a BP of 0/0. She came and found me and said, "Can you come with me? I think so-and-so is dead." I replied, "Yeah, she is, she died about ten minutes ago, that's why the house doctor is still here." The aide wasn't too thrilled, I think it was her first patient death. The entire night was like that.
And to top things off, this catalog I'm reading has "day of the week" underwear with little kittens on them, but only in girl sizes.
Speaking of kittens, Scooter needs a home! He's adorable, but we have four beautiful kitties already.
Oh right, I nearly forgot. Delighted that the Yankees won the AL East, bummed that Minnesota won the first playoff game tonight. I was listening to Take Me Out yesterday, and I want to type in the text of Denis O'Hare's speech about baseball being better than democracy. It's a winner.
Oh - and go see Duncan's show, which runs for six performances this month. Duncan is an incredible playwright and director (not to mention fabulous showtune-singer). He's the one who walked into Marie's one night for the first time, recognized me from reading this site, and scared the crap out of me by saying, "Catherine? I read suck-my-big.org and figured you'd be here." We hit it off instantly. Plus - Ben is in the show, and Tesse just told me she was tapped to do a Peggy Sawyer and step in for an ill actress at the last minute. I'm going to the closing performance, because it's the only one playing when I'm not working, in AC, or at - god, it's so soon! - Jen's wedding.
I showed up at work yesterday, but the census was so low that the supervisor said she was going to send one of the aides home. I promptly volunteered.
And I just as promptly went down to AC to enjoy the fine weather and high stakes slot machines. I didn't think I would ever play them, but after watching people play the $10 and $25 slots, I decided to kick my own playing up a notch and played the $5 Wheel of Fortune slots.
And today, I am $5,000 richer. Well, I went down with $600, so it's $4,400 richer, but hey, that's a lot more money than I've ever won. I'm happy.
And I am downright thrilled that the Yankees clinched the AL East for the seventh straight year. The playoffs start next week.
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