<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860</id><updated>2011-09-28T14:49:45.926-07:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='meme'/><category term='illness'/><category term='nursing'/><category term='funny'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='local'/><category term='God'/><category term='Special event'/><category term='garden'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='activities'/><category term='House'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='travel'/><category term='memories'/><category term='church'/><category term='baby'/><category term='blah'/><category term='food'/><category term='family'/><category term='sports'/><category term='Weather'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='love and marriage'/><category term='work'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='kids'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>hotpastorswife</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1201</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-855113446822168562</id><published>2011-01-28T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T21:06:19.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/sets/72157624568965952/&lt;br /&gt;i posted a journal entry up at flickr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-855113446822168562?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/855113446822168562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=855113446822168562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/855113446822168562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/855113446822168562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2011/01/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-306704943504034048</id><published>2010-12-29T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T20:11:11.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We may be certain that whatever God has made prominent in his Word, He intended to be conspicuous in our lives. If He has said much about prayer, it is because He knows we have much need of it. So deep are our necessities, that until we are in heaven we must not cease to pray. Do you want nothing? Then, I fear you do not know your  poverty. Have you no mercy to ask of God? Then, may the Lord’s mercy show you your misery! A prayerless soul is a Christless soul. If you are a child of God, you will seek your Father’s face, and live in your Father’s love. Pray that this year thou may be holy, humble, zealous, and patient; have closer communion with Christ, and enter more often into the banqueting-house of His love. Pray that you may be an example and a blessing unto others, and that you may live more to the glory of thy Master. The motto for this year must be, “Continue in prayer.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles H. Spurgeon from Mornings and Evenings ~ January 2nd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-306704943504034048?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/306704943504034048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=306704943504034048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/306704943504034048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/306704943504034048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-may-be-certain-that-whatever-god-has.html' 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href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i like leaving the dishes out after a dinner party&lt;br /&gt;because i like walking in the kitchen the morning after and seeing the sunshine hitting the glassware&lt;br /&gt;the light hits it and it's like, yah, something good happened here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-4564036598601835989?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4564036598601835989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=4564036598601835989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4564036598601835989'/><link 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praying for this sweet little baby. i dont know this family at all, but somehow two weeks ago came across her (the mom's) flickr. &lt;br /&gt;and i can't imagine making decisions like this with my tiny baby, going through all of that... so scary, so heart-wrenching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-6367437004766563106?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6367437004766563106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=6367437004766563106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6367437004766563106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/5007513322/"&gt;i love being a mom :)&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-6298081988533696168?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6298081988533696168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=6298081988533696168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6298081988533696168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4110/4975132580_d88dd3dc35.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4975132580/"&gt;con bebe&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-556295777481137086?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/556295777481137086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=556295777481137086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4935150557/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4123/4935150557_ea378625cd.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4935150557/"&gt;70 of 365&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;baby was due yesterday. baby is now overdue.&lt;br /&gt;i'm working, working, working still. the other nurses at work are like "you haven't had that baby yet? you haven't had that baby yet?!"&lt;br /&gt;lately i've had this nagging need to walk, walk, walk all the time. the only time i feel comfortable is walking around. once i stop i feel all miserable. sitting down it hurts. laying down it hurts. except now i somehow hurt my foot, so now it hurts to walk too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll continue to try to write a little journal entry every so often, and im going to keep them on flickr, so if you have a flickr account, friend me! for some reason im not inspired to blog here too much right now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-4954078145592230397?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4954078145592230397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=4954078145592230397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4954078145592230397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4954078145592230397'/><link 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#ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4934965603/"&gt;67 of 365&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;this summer has been awesome in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;but mostly the food ways&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2478243547359140427?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2478243547359140427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=2478243547359140427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2478243547359140427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2478243547359140427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/08/roasted-corn-on-cob.html' title='roasted corn on the cob'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4934965603_84c0443256_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-7446698240366189878</id><published>2010-08-06T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T21:08:48.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i said yes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4867981660/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4142/4867981660_a1de525dc1.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4867981660/"&gt;46 of 365&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7446698240366189878?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7446698240366189878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=7446698240366189878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7446698240366189878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7446698240366189878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-said-yes.html' title='i said yes'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4142/4867981660_a1de525dc1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-3677871503188110891</id><published>2010-07-25T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T16:53:17.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love summer!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4823111860/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4823111860_5d12a71080.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4823111860/"&gt;34 of 365&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-3677871503188110891?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3677871503188110891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=3677871503188110891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3677871503188110891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3677871503188110891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-summer.html' title='i love summer!!'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4823111860_5d12a71080_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-5440215112336106117</id><published>2010-07-23T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T21:31:50.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got a new blog post up, and it's on flickr. you have to be one of my contact's to read the 'journal' set. &lt;br /&gt;this is just my plot to get all of you on flickr.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a flickr addict.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-5440215112336106117?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-2748925387889879232</id><published>2010-07-16T05:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T05:04:20.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of july</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4797754445/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4797754445_7ff9968b13.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4797754445/"&gt;28 of 365&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;4th of july weekend with family/friends was great, but i still haven't recovered. we travelled a ton and barely slept and were as busy as bees&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2748925387889879232?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2748925387889879232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=2748925387889879232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2748925387889879232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2748925387889879232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of july'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-8100265790626814036?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8100265790626814036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=8100265790626814036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8100265790626814036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8100265790626814036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/07/26-of-365.html' title='26 of 365'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4081/4776387112_93899b6eb1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-2807713076184210942</id><published>2010-06-22T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:37:38.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/life/feature/2008/12/20/pie_love/index.html"&gt;Pie (in the name of love)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I would've had pie at my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chiff.com/a/american-pie-day.htm"&gt;There is a national pie day?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.piecouncil.org/"&gt;There's a pie council?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can be this serious about pie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2807713076184210942?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2807713076184210942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=2807713076184210942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2807713076184210942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2807713076184210942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-4424101757388880771?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4424101757388880771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=4424101757388880771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4424101757388880771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4424101757388880771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/06/things-are-lookin-nice-at-home.html' title='things are lookin&amp;#39; nice at home!!'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4017/4716570596_7df2e7db80_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-8811466619160687847</id><published>2010-06-10T13:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:21:30.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby bump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4687111414/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4038/4687111414_86b9e752a5.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4687111414/"&gt;3 of 365&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-8811466619160687847?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8811466619160687847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=8811466619160687847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8811466619160687847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8811466619160687847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/06/baby-bump.html' title='baby bump'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4038/4687111414_86b9e752a5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-1481511111024160657</id><published>2010-06-08T23:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T23:08:09.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 out of 365</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4680868939/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4680868939_2605821ff2.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4680868939/"&gt;1 out of 365&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-1481511111024160657?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1481511111024160657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=1481511111024160657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/1481511111024160657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/1481511111024160657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/06/1-out-of-365.html' title='1 out of 365'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4680868939_2605821ff2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-237270795064439253</id><published>2010-06-07T22:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:49:18.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the first sunny day in a long, long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4681482920/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4681482920_dca09ba79f.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4681482920/"&gt;the first sunny day in a long, long time&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-237270795064439253?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/237270795064439253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-4774760608603229589</id><published>2010-06-05T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T09:52:34.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4672277274/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4068/4672277274_c7e4f468ee.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4672277274/"&gt;May Flowers&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4068/4672277274_c7e4f468ee_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-5686509485958452936</id><published>2010-06-04T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:51:42.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 20th birthday casey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4670949416/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/4670949416_199a6a24be.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4670949416/"&gt;casey afraid of the sombrero&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;memorial weekend was pretty good, even though it rained like crazy almost the entire time. we celebrated casey's birthday on saturday which was fun. she was afraid the sombrero at the restaurant was going to give her lice or something.&lt;br /&gt;our town gets kind of crazy busy on memorial day weekend because of the Ski to Sea race, which is pretty cool and unique, started way back in 1911. a lot of people are serious competitors and it gets international participants, but the people i know who compete are just my regular joe coworkers nstuff. the legs of the race are very west coasty:&lt;br /&gt;Cross Country Ski; Downhill Ski/Snowboard; Running; Road Bike; Canoe; Mountain Bike; Kayak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah i stayed inside. cuz i dont like, do, any of those things. well i supposed i canoe, but definitely not down a mountain river. and i dont kayak in the ocean unless its santa barbara's bay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-5686509485958452936?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5686509485958452936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=5686509485958452936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5686509485958452936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5686509485958452936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-20th-birthday-casey.html' title='happy 20th birthday casey'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/4670949416_199a6a24be_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-7346018768683872529</id><published>2010-05-30T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:25:14.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>my first baby email spam</title><content type='html'>who knows how i got on some dumb spam list, usually gmail is pretty good at sorting out stuff like this, but i must've signed up for some baby thing and, yup, my first baby email spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"New Huggies Jeans Diapers Have Arrived!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get 'em while they're HOT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Summer's coolest look for your baby!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://babyproducts.about.com/b/2010/05/25/hot-baby-products-huggies-jeans-diaper.htm"&gt;http://babyproducts.about.com/b/2010/05/25/hot-baby-products-huggies-jeans-diaper.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeeeeeriously. Disturbing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7346018768683872529?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7346018768683872529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=7346018768683872529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7346018768683872529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7346018768683872529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-first-baby-email-spam.html' title='my first baby email spam'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-4958244109131631892</id><published>2010-05-30T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T14:05:30.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we have a kitchen sink that works now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4654084556/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4654084556_d7d6f0ce87.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4654084556/"&gt;AFTER: beautiful sink&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-4958244109131631892?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4958244109131631892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=4958244109131631892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4958244109131631892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4958244109131631892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-have-kitchen-sink-that-works-now.html' title='we have a kitchen sink that works now!'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4654084556_d7d6f0ce87_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-2231498053171692931</id><published>2010-05-29T13:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T13:20:20.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>strawberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4637551595/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/4637551595_909e96159d.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4637551595/"&gt;strawberries&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2231498053171692931?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2231498053171692931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=2231498053171692931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2231498053171692931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4632678076_997ce858a9.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4632678076/"&gt;clothes clutter&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-8298777906714218193?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8298777906714218193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=8298777906714218193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8298777906714218193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8298777906714218193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/05/clothes-clutter.html' title='clothes clutter'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4632678076_997ce858a9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-8780572017504931165</id><published>2010-05-22T10:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T10:56:39.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging out with amelia watching teddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="260" height="146" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=cc92b891fc&amp;photo_id=4623565842&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=cc92b891fc&amp;photo_id=4623565842&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true" height="146" width="260"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8780572017504931165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/05/hanging-out-with-amelia-watching-teddy.html' title='hanging out with amelia watching teddy'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-1153834100578160063</id><published>2010-05-16T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T12:16:29.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amelia has questionable fashion taste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4612726078/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3346/4612726078_3b7bddb824.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4612726078/"&gt;amelia has questionable fashion taste&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i went to visit cass, mark, amelia, the A's and all da dracut peeps. it was really, really fun and relaxing and good to have a vacation. i especially enjoyed being able to sleep in, eat cassies good cooking, eat al's good cooking, eat sue's good cooking, eat tessas good cooking ( i like eating ). &lt;br /&gt;but the best part was getting to hang out with amelia. she's pretty much the coolest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-1153834100578160063?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3346/4612726078_3b7bddb824_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-5779310124805966912</id><published>2010-05-08T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T07:25:56.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4588437552/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/4588437552_a2a9c14e83.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4588437552/"&gt;wedding details&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm gonna be doing a lot of my updating this year via flickr! so if you want to follow my blogging, be sure to have me add you as a contact / friend, since my post's will be private - thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-5779310124805966912?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5779310124805966912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=5779310124805966912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5779310124805966912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5779310124805966912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/05/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/4588437552_a2a9c14e83_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-4861959985903144448</id><published>2010-05-04T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:20:13.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>free dom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of short duration&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-4861959985903144448?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4861959985903144448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=4861959985903144448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4861959985903144448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4861959985903144448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/05/free-dom-of-short-duration.html' title=''/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-1522346005982937039</id><published>2010-04-26T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T21:23:59.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went out on dates this weekend with my husband!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't throw up anywheres!&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-1522346005982937039?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1522346005982937039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=1522346005982937039' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>sometimes i just listen</title><content type='html'>patients often just start talking to me whilst i am doing some nurse procedurey type thing on them/near them, and i usually like listening to them, for various reasons. first of all, it keeps them calm to keep them talking and keeps their mind off what i'm doing to them. second, it's usually entertaining for me. most patients are elderly and they don't have any problem speaking their mind or telling crazy stories - stuff like that. third, i often walk away with a story or a memory they have held that i will remember for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss working with the military sometimes because the VA patients tend to have colorful stories of war times or just their youth in general was interesting. old guys just have cool stories, you know? a lot of my really elderly patients up here where i live now are more of the farmer/pioneer/fisherman/oil-men types who moved up here back in the day when there was just mountains and trees and eskimos and whatnots and they were still speaking dutch and german. not saying stories about tulips and cows aren't interesting, because they are. but it's ain't no south pacific tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, excerpt from this AM, 0910, me starting an IV in a new place in this patient's arm and pushing a few IV drugs through it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeh, so anyway I told my oldest one there that I didn't need no doctor's visit, but he was right 'cause here I am gettin a heart valve replaced. But the doc said that it'll last 10 years so now my son is sorry i betcha cuz he won't git rid of me for a long time now! Hey, YOUCH! What're you doin in that arm anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just put in the new IV, the needle is out now its just the plastic cannula in your vein."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, so anyway I tell 'em last night I wanted some ice cream, but they didn't bring me any."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I could go for some ice cream right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what! you kids! it's 9 in the morning!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well I'm 5 months pregnant so I can have ice cream when I want to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aw well I guess I that's true. Can't argue with that logic. When I married my wife she had 3 children, an' I had 2 childrens, and then we had another children, and they was an army. I mean an ARMY. 3 girls and 3 boys. Yessir that was my oldest son I was tellin you about. And that was 39 years ago we got married, and we're still married, so we did something right. You know when you can stay together with that many kids and trying to merge two families you doin something right. And then we had a baby. You know I'm not a religious man, you know I'm not like some where I go off believin' in some myth about some thing or someone or some religion, but babies, I mean, wow, babies are just... just... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A miracle?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yah! Babies are just miracles. I mean, you got you there, a person, and your husband over there, a person, and then you mess around, doin' married people thing, and BAM! a new life. I new formed separate person. Just like made and different and unique and just a new person. there is just no explanation for that anywhere, how that happens to be, well except for maybe.... but like I said I'm not religious. but there's just no denying those sorts of things when you look at a baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i switch vials to the next injection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yessirree and those birds in the nest, they do whatever birds do to make eggs, I don't know how birds do it, but they do their thing and there is precious little eggs up there a few days later. And then cute little baby birds come out. So don't you forget (he shakes his finger at me with his free hand) that that baby is a special, special thing. there is just nothing like that, and it is special."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes sir!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yup, my kids are an army. they are alright now though. i don't mind them so much now. it's kind of nice having so many when you're an old feller like me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-4620909681822446695?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4620909681822446695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=4620909681822446695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4620909681822446695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4620909681822446695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-i-just-listen.html' title='sometimes i just listen'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-8479022067626905401</id><published>2010-04-10T17:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T17:58:37.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>made it</title><content type='html'>i worked 5 out of 5 shifts this week&lt;br /&gt;they were supposed to be 8 hour, but ended up being longer than that.&lt;br /&gt;which i hated, but whatever, that's the kind of profession i'm in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still sick like pregnant sick most of the time. i'm eating all normal foods now though, and just forcing them down my throat. at this point i'm like meh, what sticks sticks and what doesn't, dosen't. just try againnnn with a new foooood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bore myself talking about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, we had the first little ultrasound thing this week - baby no longer looks like a blob, but a real baby, and baby was very modest and we didn't get a look at the gender. my coworkers in the ultrasound department are anxious to have an ultrasound fiesta on my abdomen, which makes me laugh. (we don't usually get to look at anything cute on the ultrasound screens at work trust me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and someone already told me that i'm going against God's Natural Plan and Will For My Life by wanting to find out the gender via an ultrasound screen before the baby is born. so feel free to leave comments like that on my blog also, cuz i'd just love to hear more about that /sarcasm. no seriously, stuff like that really falls on deaf ears when it's told me i think - instead of me being like ORLY? TELL me MORE holy spiritual person! I'm like, uh, well, you know I've already crossed that bridge by like, being a transplant nurse right, i mean, you know, like harvesting organs from dead people and putting them into other alive people. i'm guessing you have a problem with things like this too, yes? ORLY? thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, you need to have a little humor in your life. i mean, i've had a few "it's a girl!" pre-birth and then baby comes out and they're like.. "Oh, it's a boy!" so see, there, you can still be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i supposed this is the beginning of what is to come, me living in the real world and also Religion World. most people i know are very reasonable sorts, but there are those out there (who i never know personally but think they know me) who will love to tell me that I'm raising my child all wrong, because they are wearing blue shoes on a Tuesday, or picking their nose on a Friday - I never really know what to say to these types. I guess I'm like my dad in this way that I just like to say something other ridiculous and almost off-topic that is likely to offend, for example "i transplant organs for a living, are you an organ donor?" or something stupid. probably not the right approach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-8479022067626905401?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8479022067626905401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=8479022067626905401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8479022067626905401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8479022067626905401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/04/made-it.html' title='made it'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-3646951943456761900</id><published>2010-04-03T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T11:24:53.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i made it to work 2 out of 5 days this week.&lt;br /&gt;that kind of sucks.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel stupid stupid stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, i am feeling better today, besides the usual pregnancy gagging nausea throwing up if i eat too fast thing. i went to church service last night and i went to olive garden afterwards! i saw the outside world! people! there is hope!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-3646951943456761900?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3646951943456761900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=3646951943456761900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3646951943456761900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3646951943456761900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-made-it-to-work-2-out-of-5-days-this.html' title=''/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-8140011446243269332</id><published>2010-03-28T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:31:02.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss playing foos ball&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-8140011446243269332?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8140011446243269332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=8140011446243269332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8140011446243269332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8140011446243269332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-playing-foos-ball.html' title=''/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-6060205702454103411</id><published>2010-03-25T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:11:52.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>more illness</title><content type='html'>so, in another attempt at team building at work, we all subjected ourselves to the same nasty cold/flu virus. at the same time. because we are that much of a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think maybe we take this whole 'month of team building' thing too far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, every. single. person. was out sick on the same day. from our desk clerk to aides to RNs... so like, anyone who was trained to do anything or knew anyone. which is kind of a bad thing. ive never seen that happen, like everyone out on the same day, at any unit i've worked at before. the next day, me and LV2.0 made it in and at least tried to catch up on paperwork and the 110,000 phone messages, but by 2pm we were delirious with fever. we had drained an entire bottle of cloraseptic spray, later learning the directions say DO NOT SWALLOW. then we spent five minutes trying to figure out how to not swallow chloraspetic spray. in this process we swallowed more chloraseptic spray. we also decided luden's cough drops are superior to ricola in staving off nausea, but ricola actually helps suppress coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few of our docs are sick too, but i dunno what is up with doctors. it takes like a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Death"&gt;black plague&lt;/a&gt; or something to keep them away from work. they just keep going. they never call in sick. it's...weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our boss was gone for the day when we came back, so we didn't really know who had been filling in for us or if they had just rescheduled patients or what. doctors are really nonspecific about who helped them out the day before, like "some girl with brown hair" or "i think hes an xray tech on the night shift". come to find out it'd been some temps, and that they didn't really do a lot of anything while we were gone. except either hide or steal our good lotion. most likely steal. jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's something you should know about nurses and the nurses station and a nice bottle of lotion: that bottle of lotion belongs to the nurses. the hospital didn't provide it- those nurses chipped in and bought a bottle. that brand specifically was decided by committee, declared to be the best lotion, so you know it's the best lotion like, ever. and why would you take the lotion that people use all the time to soothe their aching hands from washing them 200 times a shift. because you're a mean, mean person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i've faced the lotion lift caper before, and it's now common knowledge that anything left on the clinic counters overnight the ukranian cleaning crew considers fair game. which is why we created The Bogey Lotion.&lt;br /&gt;The Bogey Lotion is the 6 year old vaseline lotion that smells like grandmas* and nobody likes. There's also a similar Dove bogey lotion in the most accessible desk drawer. this lotion is kind of meh, like we would still probably use it as a second choice but if it was stolen it wouldn't be the end of the world. but OUR lotion, our lotion is kept in the secure cabinet! next to boring batteries! which is hard to get to (especially if you're preggers) because you have to lean over the printer to even open and reach into said cabinet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway as i was saying, by 2 pm we were both really, really sick. and 2 people doing the job of 5 was not going well anyway. luckily the afternoon clinic was rescheduled because in the morning we still had our sanity and enough foresight to do so. then we took turns taking a nap while one person covered the desk. as i laid on my side (i remember the days when i could sleep on my back, i miss that) in a corner of one of the doc's offices, on the floor, on a pillow from an exam room, with a blanket from the blanket warmer, i was like really feeling like i wanted to die. but i was like, no, i have to finish drinking this water bottle. then finish sucking on this cough drop, and maybe then the burning sore throat will get better, and my stomach will stop turning, and i can stand up again, or i can die. whichever happens first. then i thought, wait, there's probably MRSA on this floor. so if i do survive, i'll probably have mrsa on my hands. so i need to wash those when i get up. but then i won't have good lotion to put on my hands, so maybe i should just give up and die and succumb to the virus.&lt;br /&gt;then the next thing i remember is my cell phone alarm ringing wakeupppppp. the rest of the shift is a blur, but i do remember stumbling to the car josh picked me up in, so i must've made it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back at home today, fever and my asthma preventing any heroics i would try in regards to go back into work again. or from like, standing. and breathing sometimes. i doubt anyone else from my team made it back either, so you know what that means... bogey lotion is probably gone, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;*see teen girl squad &lt;a href="http://www.hrwiki.org/wiki/Teen_Girl_Squad_Locations"&gt;reference Issue 3 - the thrift store&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-6060205702454103411?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6060205702454103411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=6060205702454103411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6060205702454103411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6060205702454103411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-illness.html' title='more illness'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-6372142656773640051</id><published>2010-03-23T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:13:18.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>dentist</title><content type='html'>my adventures for today included a trip to the dentist. oh joy!&lt;br /&gt;i had to get some work done. drilling, pasting in fillings, yuck.&lt;br /&gt;the right side of my face is still numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news i decided to pick up some secret shopping again. i hated working for starbucks so i totally won't be doing that probably ever again, but there are some other interesting shops out there to do. the hotel ones are a little much for me, they are all in Canada usually which is fun but I still don't feel well in the car.  i think the economy must be a little better because all of the sudden the pay that these shops offer are just a little too tantalizing. and i've started choosing ones outside of my normal Applebees, sandwich shop type things. Like today I had to go to a bank and inquire about things. Tomorrow I go take a picture of a cell phone display at a store. It's like wow, I get paid to do this, niiice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other, other news a few weeks ago i started feeling baby flutters, which I was like ohmygosh! baby flutters! best thing ever! how cute! my little person is becoming a kicking twitching person! aww! BUT..... But.......... THIS WEEK.... it was become little jabs. Jab jab jab, jab. jab. jab! jab jab jab. I dunno a lot about like ligament uterine anatomy or whatever (hey nursing school i pretty much ignored the OBGYN rotation) but there is some spot on the right side that is like super painful, and so every little kick or headbutt is like, well, super painful. But just in that one spot. But baby finds that spot. Constantly. So, anyway, I'm still hoping to gain a few pounds, or a few 20 lbs, since I'm still so underweight, and hope that will help things, since I am feeling like a wafer and my abdominal wall feels wafer thin to me, too. I didn't think I would be one of those people woman types to rub cocoa butter on my tummy, but dude, it is like totally getting stretched out, like major ouch, and then I rubbed cocoa butter on it, and it felt better. So i was like hey, I should do this more often.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i dont believe there is any way to prevent stretch marks so uhm yah dont get me started on the pregnany advertising industry. (although i do enjoy myself a Preggie Pop TM time to time, Cass!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone at work thinks I'm having a boy, and so does Josh. I have no womanly intuition to offer at all, I have no idea, but I think I'll just say girl, so that I can be that one person who was like "ha ha I was right, you guys can suck it! yah! I'm the mom! I know stuff!" but uhhh yah, really it's a 50/50 chance there. my parents want to give me and josh old baby stuff from garage sales, and josh's parents want to give us a money to buy nursery furniture from The Pottery Barn or some such Swanky Baby Boutique. aye dios mio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's enough rambling for today. i will TRY .....TRY to update my blog more. ive been really good with my flickr stream lately. :) just like im going to TRY, TRY to clean my house and put laundry away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-6372142656773640051?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6372142656773640051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=6372142656773640051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6372142656773640051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6372142656773640051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/03/dentist.html' title='dentist'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-6024022881677226809</id><published>2010-03-20T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:59:37.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><title type='text'>clinician</title><content type='html'>wow i barely made it through these five days at work. too many patients, not enough staff. hardly any breaks, working well over my shift end time, it's ridiculous.. if it weren't for my patients, i wouldn't do it. but i like my job... just not the hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes hippaa is lame, because i wish i could tell the whole story on these patient stories, instead of pieces of them, because they are amazing. and there are also ridiculous stories, and sad ones, because people are sad and ridiculous. but anyway, here is my attempt to be vague.&lt;br /&gt;as i review the moments from the recent past, it's an assortment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-crack user blew heart valves out (yah cocaine is bad for you big surprise), saw a variety of arrhythmias go by in a few minutes when he presented to walk-in clinic, and had at least 45 lbs of extra water weight on. i think he was breathing out water vapor bubbles, that's how much was in the lungs. also in renal failure, came for help too late, died that evening in the unit. oh and thank you to Charge Nurse #1 over there for stalling his admission for 4 hours because "I don't want no druggie on my floor" - you. are. a. douche. he has a family and people who care about him, and they came in right away when we called. they saw a person they once knew, not a druggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-felt the joy of sharing with a long time patient "heart function improved!", a miracle none of us in our office expected for this patient, "enjoy some water and salt again", enjoy your grandkids without a dim prognosis hanging over your head so much. doc said "yay betablockers &amp; CRT", i say it is nothing we do, really, there is Someone who knows the number of our days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-long time heart failure patient who did have a stabilized EF of 45 for a long time came in completely decompensated with signs of a stroke?! still not sure what caused the stroke but echo shows EF 10 now. two weeks later now, still no known cause of heart failure, no for sure cause of CVA, etc... brushed up on my spanish to talk with patient, will not be able to work the fields anymore (migrant worker), is still very young, will refer to transplant or mechanical heart - if he wants... doc asked "thought migrant workers didn't have rights/insurance in this country? corrected him, patient was born in the USA, just never left "little mexico" of our county, never gone to school, or learned english. parents needed him to work the fields with them. &lt;br /&gt;    at the end of the day after a bunch of outpatient testing, was drawing tubes and tubes of blood trying to explain what each was for.... the biggest tube is for pre-transplant antibody screenings, it's literally a tube like the size of my arm....  'antey, bodes'? que es?" he asked . . i said, "let's just hope you don't have any of those" as the tube filled with murky red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-filled out five disability applications for five different men, all who want to keep working, all who can't perform their job anymore due to heart failure. one of these is a laborer, and has been in denial for the four years i've known him about his limitations. he lives in a rural area, and has been shocked by his ICD over 20 times just from pushing himself at work. (ICD is an implantable defibrillator device that shocks you out of a sudden death arrhythmia. you can imagine how many times we've changed the battery.) that's right, a literal zap kick (that is so painful and will push you to the ground) in the chest over and over did not stop him from going back to work. it also doesn't stop him from driving himself into clinic when this happens instead of doing the right thing and calling 911... but anyway.  now his heart is getting worse, and we've tried everything humanly possible to fight his heart failure, except transplant/mechanical... now he's short of breath, can't walk without panting, and can't lift things anymore. barely 40 years old. still have not met his wife, wondering what she thinks and if she cares? or if coming to the doctor is just too difficult? or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-college girl discharged from hospital after arrhythmias resolved. doctors &amp; nurses had grilled her there, found no drugs, no OTCs, no stress in life, no recent infections, everything great, no known cause for arrhythmias. 2 days later comes to clinic for outpatient testing. as i checked her in, had a lot in common. had the same shirt too from Old Navy. liked the same soda. had the same opinion on the blah winter weather up here. same height, same weight. asked my general screening questions before putting her on the treadmill (while watching PVCs go by ballistically on the EKG) ... "Well don't tell anyone but me and my boyfriend do meth sometimes. I think that's why i had this heart problem, but im totally not going to do it again." a few minutes later.. "oh yes, I do use diet pills, do those affect your heart??" a few questions later... "yes, i do like the Rockstar energy drinks, i'd say like, 5 a day, or 3, i dunno. sometimes a different brand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-saw routine follow up on a 30-something heart failure patient, had normalized heart function for the past year, echo didn't even look like someone who had ever had a heart condition, really no reason to follow up with us as often, continue current meds, see us in six months... doctors very happy with patient's "healed" idiopathic heart failure. 4 days later call from the coroner, sudden cardiac death, in his yard, when out enjoying the first few rays of sunshine to come this spring. wife found, but already gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-severe end-stage alzheimer's patient comes to clinic for check up, which is something we rarely see, come to find out family dragged patient in. family demands fix for patient's heart problems, that that is what is causing all of patient's problems. i don't even have the energy to argue with them or even respond to their "Chief complaints".  i look at the patient, almost completely vegetative, unresponsive to the world around them, and sigh. tried to find a place to take blood pressure, extremities completely contractured. not sure how the aide had dressed them in the morning - it must be quite a task. wondering to myself what kind of lift they use at the nursing home to get them in and out of the very large chair. realized i stopped listening to the family like 5 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-watched my mechanical heart patients walk around and around the hallway, some flirting with the nursing assistant who has them on an 02sat leash for their six minute walk test. made my heart happy, because i remember last year when they couldn't walk, or hardly breathe, or eat, or be outside the hospital. now they're at home with their families, they all had a good Christmas, they are doing Wii Fit and going for walks outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-6024022881677226809?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6024022881677226809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=6024022881677226809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6024022881677226809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6024022881677226809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/03/clinician.html' title='clinician'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-5756505173559683830</id><published>2010-03-15T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:58:59.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS CALIFORNIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4430314156/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2707/4430314156_6486957ba5.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4430314156/"&gt;our C A L I F O R N I A SIGN photo stitch project!!&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;this was a fun photo project to do while we were at disney&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-5756505173559683830?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5756505173559683830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=5756505173559683830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5756505173559683830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5756505173559683830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-california.html' title='I MISS CALIFORNIA'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2707/4430314156_6486957ba5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-4126891019322479272</id><published>2010-03-14T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:04:49.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>currently</title><content type='html'>+ my husband is amazing. the past few months have been so crappy, i've been so sick, it was stressful not knowing if i had a job the next day or not, it was stressful sometimes not being able to go to the job i had because i was throwing up like 8 x a day, but he's been like, amazing. caring for me, helping me, holding me, driving me around... yah.i don't think i could say thank you enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i am officially off the lay off list at work right now... and have a 'new' (*coughexactlythesame*) position and new team to work with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i'm not throwing up as much. i can eat regular meals right now with the assistance of some anti-nausea meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ my mom-in-law sent me cute baby booties in the mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i felt baby flutters for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i was able to go with my handsome husband and favorite friends to california and have a wonderful time, and see more wonderful friends who live there. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i saw sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i came home to cold rain and wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i opened a fun present with yuppie preggie pops in it that cheered me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- it made me miss good friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i went out to lunch with newer friends and teased a seagull...found out said new friends are really really really environmentalists/animal rights advocates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i teased the seagull more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i'm almost back up to my regular weight. 5 lbs to go. feeling less dizzy these days. weird thing is, i totally don't fit into my regular pants, because of a very obvious baby bump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ my coworker did an ultrasound on me so i could see my wittle baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- baby was sneaky and hiding his/her gender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i really like my tea and teacups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ now that i'm feeling better i want to start hanging out with my friends again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-4126891019322479272?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4126891019322479272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=4126891019322479272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4126891019322479272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4126891019322479272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/03/currently.html' title='currently'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-7166047462821822297</id><published>2010-03-01T21:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:44:10.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakfast &amp; gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4399932143/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2687/4399932143_d73d09cd86.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4399932143/"&gt;breakfast &amp;amp; gift&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;made a good friend over some tea and cookies, but only to find out she is moving to finally "retire" (she's 86!) in "Boca" (you know, that place in Florida). SO disappointing, I will miss her. she is sweeter than sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even sweeter, she gives me two great gardening books from her collection, with all of her notes and little newspaper clippings taped into the leafs and blank pages. &lt;br /&gt;it warms my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to write a thank you card...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7166047462821822297?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7166047462821822297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=7166047462821822297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7166047462821822297'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.widdlytinks.com/pregnancy/pregnancy-tickers/pregnancyticker.swf" flashvars="t1=MY UGLY ANNOYING PREGNANCY TICKER THAT YOU WANT TO SEE&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;c=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;f=26&amp;amp;y=2010&amp;amp;m=8&amp;amp;d=28" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="430" height="115" name="Pregnancy Ticker" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="samedomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="om"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look everybody! its mah baby! its already in a onsie pajama, and it's rolling down the ruler of LIFE. and life is a ruler of cheetah prints. a lonely, lonely road of cheetah prints.  or maybe the lining of my uterus is cheetah prints. there's really no way to know that now is there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i actually don't think that whole weeks thing is accurate, either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no matter! now i'll know when my baby is going to be here - if the labor pains don't clue me in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-5946953699623996716?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5946953699623996716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=5946953699623996716' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5946953699623996716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5946953699623996716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/02/pregnancy-countdown-for-yer-blog.html' title='pregnancy countdown for yer blog'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-1163155730201268160</id><published>2010-02-21T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:55:22.677-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>train ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4378314712/" title="now leaving bellingham by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4378314712_b2f7d3c0aa_b.jpg" width="1024" height="752" alt="now leaving bellingham" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4378314882/" title="train ride through the morning mist by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/4378314882_531d5e96eb_b.jpg" width="812" height="1024" alt="train ride through the morning mist" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4377564695/" title="misty view from the train by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4062/4377564695_d84e4d38de_b.jpg" width="1024" height="683" alt="misty view from the train" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4378315362/" title="best train ride ever by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2713/4378315362_5052318189_b.jpg" width="683" height="1024" alt="best train ride ever" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4377565193/" title="the bomb sniffing guys walk by so fast i doubt they sniff out anything by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2766/4377565193_554f197831_b.jpg" width="961" height="1024" alt="the bomb sniffing guys walk by so fast i doubt they sniff out anything" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4378316076/" title="getting a snack waiting for lynnae in edmonds by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4378316076_5f5a08067a_b.jpg" width="1024" height="840" alt="getting a snack waiting for lynnae in edmonds" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4377566185/" title="mom's valentines decor by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2684/4377566185_48cdc3558c_b.jpg" width="606" height="1024" alt="mom's valentines decor" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4377566049/" title="yayy morning light by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2740/4377566049_7afd4c24ed_b.jpg" width="816" height="1024" alt="yayy morning light" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-1163155730201268160?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1163155730201268160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=1163155730201268160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/1163155730201268160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/1163155730201268160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/02/train-ride.html' title='train ride'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4378314712_b2f7d3c0aa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-2095253199153675709</id><published>2010-02-11T20:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:08:43.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pregnancy old wives tale #231</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="260" height="195" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=7e8abbd8a6&amp;photo_id=4350598776&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=7e8abbd8a6&amp;photo_id=4350598776&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true" height="195" width="260"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4350598776/"&gt;pregnancy old wives tale #231&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the nurses at work, you hang the expecting mother's wedding ring from a string over the mother's belly. If the ring swings back and forth your baby is a girl. If it swings around in a circle then it is a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot even begin to tell you the large amount of ridiculous advice/old wives tales/morning sickness "cures" my coworkers have in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;String holder - our most Senior nurse, full of random "Okie" down home Oklahoma style knowledge and hokum. Back when she was having kids, they "didn't have no ultrasound for everyone" and she did not know she was having twins until the doctor said "Keep pushing there is another one in there!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera holder: the very gullible Lindsey 2.0 who now firmly believes I'm having a boy with all of her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra lady: Our resident british dietician/phD patient education nurse. She is also a hypnotist, naturopath and firm believer in all things "spiritual" "supernatural" "new age" and anything to do with aligning your chakras and chi. And whatever else you can think of along that line. We didn't invite her she just shows up when she hears about such things.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2095253199153675709?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2095253199153675709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=2095253199153675709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2095253199153675709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2095253199153675709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/02/pregnancy-old-wives-tale-231.html' title='pregnancy old wives tale #231'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-3315347381354413490</id><published>2010-01-26T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:41:27.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>construction</title><content type='html'>p.s. please excuse the mess of a template that is this blog 'cause haloscan died, and i didn't like the other commenting options out there, so right now im using blogger's commenting system (blech)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-3315347381354413490?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3315347381354413490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=3315347381354413490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3315347381354413490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3315347381354413490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/01/construction.html' title='construction'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-7295197904817807972</id><published>2010-01-26T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:59:02.825-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>obesity problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="'font:11px" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'360'" height="'353'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="'background-color:#e5e5e5'" valign="'middle'"&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a target="'_blank'" style="'color:#333;" href="'http://www.colbertnation.com'"&gt;The Colbert Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:2px"&gt;Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="'height:14px;'" valign="'middle'"&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:2px" colspan="'2'"&gt;&lt;a target="'_blank'" style="'color:#333;" href="'http://www.colbertnation.com/the-colbert-report-videos/262582/january-25-2010/the-word---manifest-density'"&gt;The Word - Manifest Density&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="'height:14px;" valign="'middle'"&gt;&lt;td colspan="'2'" style="'padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a target="'_blank'" style="'color:#96deff;" href="'http://www.colbertnation.com/'"&gt;www.colbertnation.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="'middle'"&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:0px;'" colspan="'2'"&gt;&lt;embed style="'display:block'" src="'http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:cms:item:comedycentral.com:262582'" width="'360'" height="'301'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" wmode="'window'" allowfullscreen="'true'" flashvars="'autoPlay="false'" allowscriptaccess="'always'" allownetworking="'all'" bgcolor="'#000000'"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="'height:18px;'" valign="'middle'"&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:0px;'" colspan="'2'"&gt;&lt;table style="'margin:0px;" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'100%'" height="'100%'"&gt;&lt;tr valign="'middle'"&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:3px;"&gt;&lt;a target="'_blank'" style="'font:10px" href="'http://www.comedycentral.com/colbertreport/full-episodes'"&gt;Colbert Report Full Episodes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:3px;"&gt;&lt;a target="'_blank'" style="'font:10px" href="'http://www.indecisionforever.com'"&gt;Political Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:3px;"&gt;&lt;a target="'_blank'" style="'font:10px" href="'http://www.colbertnation.com/the-colbert-report-videos/258566/december-15-2009/prescott-financial-sells-gold--women---sheep'"&gt;Economy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this made me laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i needed to laugh after today's shift, especially because today i had 10 assigned patients... 8 were severely morbidly obese. MORBID. that's a category... the fattestly fat.... it's like beyond obese. it's like beyond that i'm overweight typical american. it's like, crazy, crazy, how does that happen to a person.  i had to find special wide wheelchairs that we didn't HAVE. we had to borrow them from a separate CLINIC by calling around asking who had these kinds of wheelchairs because all of our wide ones were in use! one patient we had to find a giant bed for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then on like half of thess patients, the MD ordered echocardiograms. Like, seriously?! You think a tiny ultrasound wand with ultrasonic waves will be able to see through all of that tissue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously people. seriously. what is up with that. but according to this report, it's good for the economy, so, i guess i'll just charge their echo bills to their state funded medicaid. state heathcare, it's free, right?!? magic!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;tt&gt;#the empathy is gone when the shift is over&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7295197904817807972?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7295197904817807972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=7295197904817807972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7295197904817807972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7295197904817807972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/01/obesity-problem.html' title='obesity problem'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-5334405299827336355</id><published>2010-01-25T18:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:28:10.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what makes a family?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4305567052/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4062/4305567052_aa7d928f5a.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4305567052/"&gt;what makes a family?&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;what makes a family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people make up my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lovely support system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to add a new photo to our famiy collage!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-5334405299827336355?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5334405299827336355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=5334405299827336355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5334405299827336355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5334405299827336355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-makes-family.html' title='what makes a family?'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4062/4305567052_aa7d928f5a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-7143114776898013073</id><published>2010-01-21T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:20:24.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>planning out the garden</title><content type='html'>i've been sick for weeks, working reduced hours at work, having IVs stuck in my arm by not-so-skilled RNs (seriously people, letting my IV infiltrate? missing perfectly good veins 4 times? i should've done my own. if i wasn't passing in and out of consciousness), and staring out at the dark grey sky and the inevitable 4:30 pm sunset leading to darkness, darkness, darkness. and then NBC takes away my Conan, who keeps me company at night. depressing, yes. lending itself to daydreaming about sunnier, warmer days, yes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i daydreamed about getting out there and gardening again. i guess sometimes i miss living at the farm and want a little bit of that here (only a little bit... no cows thank you...also...i like living in a town. that has more than one store. and an applebees. i don't actually like applebees, i just like the fact that i *COULD* go to applebees if i wanted to. this town is no metro urban centre, but it definitely is big enough for an applebees. yessir.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will be making some changes in my garden this year. there are quite a few things i want to add to this year's garden, hopefully i will have the time, energy and space to fit it all in. if not, i will definitely be happy with the same plants i had last year, that was awesome. i think i am going to raise my beds up even a little more, as i think this year is going to be colder than last year. i am also writing this list of monthly reminders and spreading out my seeding and planting a little better so it is more tailored to the colder NW climate up here. (sometimes i really do wish i lived in a warmer climate, sometimes i don't!) last year i was pretty dumb about timing my planting (except for the tomatos, i actually remembered what to do) and was like all pretending i live in california or oregon or something, which i DON'T. i live in almost canada. a ridiculous climate. booo. BOOOoooo. but at least it's still the pacific NW, which is mild (except for last year which was a fluke of climate... probably al gores fault.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fruits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these will remain mostly the same, not adding a whole lot to the list. ok im adding one thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pear trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pie cherries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strawberries (new)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rhubarb (fruit? veggie? what is it?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumpkins (fruit.....?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;possibly other berry bushes/vines if i can score free plants... there are so many places to harvest blackberries and raspberries roadside here that i probably won't want any other berry bushes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vegetables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i am adding more space to the garden i will be adding more vegetables. here's my wish list, with an * by things i absolutely will plant, filling in the other space with new things to try to grow off of this list. (new) means i've never tried to grow it before (adventure! er, failure.) so, anyway, i actually won't be growing all of these (cuz that's insane) but if i run across one or two i might try. i tried to think of things i've grown before when i lived on the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artichokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broccoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbage*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carrots* (new)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cauliflower*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corn* (small amount, for fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cucumbers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eggplant* (new)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lettuce* (new)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mustard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onions* (red, yellow, white, walla walla?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peas* (maybe sugar snap?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peppers* (jalapeno, green, serrano, poblano, yellow?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumpkins* (edible and jack o lantern - are these fruits?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;radishes (don't want to....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rhubarb*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spinach*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squash* (acorn, butternut, summer and winter types i can find)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zucchini* (basically a squash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomatillos* (new- if i can find them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watermelon* (is this a fruit? i'm confused)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;layout&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;i will keep the same rows as last year for the tomatoes since they did so well and stayed warm. i am not going to worry about the pumpkins either, i like to keep them far away in their own little corner. i'm afraid of what happened a few years ago when i planted them at the farm... and then they took over an unsuspecting hillside. luckily we had a lot of hillsides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, for the additional space added to the garden i will be using the square foot gardening method - i wanted to try this last year but didn't have time to prepare it. josh scored a bunch of free wood that is perfect for this... hopefully he'll be up for helping me dig and place wood again... using power tools and whatnot... he is such an amazing husband, putting up with me being crazy outside. we'll see how it goes!&lt;br /&gt;i haven't actually really read this article, but from skimming it looks like what i mostly want to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.getrichslowly.org/blog/2007/04/21/an-introduction-to-square-foot-gardening/"&gt;http://www.getrichslowly.org/blog/2007/04/21/an-introduction-to-square-foot-gardening/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will also be adding to my container garden for some of my flowers and herbs. here's someone who wrote about that, from skimming it it looks good. i'm too lazy to write about how to set up either of these things. people! google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gardenguides.com/685-guide-container-gardening.html"&gt;http://www.gardenguides.com/685-guide-container-gardening.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved having herbs last year and they did so well i want to have more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;herbs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catnip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garlic chives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cilantro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fennel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marjoram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oregano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parsley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mint, peppermint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rosemary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lavender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garlic (i guess that should go under vegetables but whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flowers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only flowers i have enjoyed growing are sunflowers. i think i am going to put them out by the road and maybe some near the front fence. last year i planted them near the house, then i let them fall over in the fall and made my friends step over them to get to my door. this motivated my friends to cut the sunflowers for me and bring them inside and put them in a vase. although this was a good benefit, it was unintentional.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to try some new varieties, last year i had red and yellow sunflowers, this year i am going to see if i can get my hands on some teddybear or other funny looking kinds. in 2011 i am going to look at getting other flowers for the front lawn to boost our house's curb appeal, but this year that is not a priority. if someone at work is giving sweet peas away like last year, i may take them up on that. those are the cutest little things! i also may spread a wildflower packet along the road, so it doesn't look so sad out there. my neighbors are renters, so i don't care so much about containing a mess flowers out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my monthly reminder list&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i still have to do right now (January)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish planting bulbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prune the trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clean up last year's dead vines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;score cheap seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find sterile dirt and start gathering cheapy containers for my seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next month (february)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start seeds inside, annoy my friends with dirt smells indoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish pruning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save up money to buy soil / fertilizer / peat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look for small plants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start the rest of the seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prepare the garden soil and plan out the rows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late in the month plant peas and sweet peas, spinach, cabbage, cauliflower and chard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plant the berries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plant the small hardy plants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill the moss on the lawn, roof, fence, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plant carrots, onions and any other root crops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plant the rest of the vegetables, the beans, corn and lettuce going in first. tomatoes, squash, cucumber, pumpkins and peppers later in the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consider transplanting the future container garden plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend the rest of the time weeding, chasing deer away and killing slugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too late to add seeds of veggies or flowers if i found some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maintain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plant out fall and winter vegetables:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;carrots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;parsnip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rutabaga&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;globe onions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sprouts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cabbages&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cauliflower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fava Bean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;august&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more watering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more fall and winter plants. green onions, lettuce, spinach, radishes, leeks, turnips and collards are some ideas. i may skip this and not have a fall garden because i'll be busy with other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start harvesting and preserving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;september&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water, water, harvest, harvest, harvest. (&lt;a href="http://www.humeseeds.com/harvest.htm"&gt;http://www.humeseeds.com/harvest.htm&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue babying the fall and winter plants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;october&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harvest before frosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consider planting cover crops of rye if it looks really bare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clean up and compost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7143114776898013073?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7143114776898013073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=7143114776898013073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7143114776898013073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7143114776898013073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/01/planning-out-garden.html' title='planning out the garden'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-454190630441928693</id><published>2010-01-14T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:25:40.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>appy new year</title><content type='html'>last year i used my ipod touch tons, and a few of my blogging friends have been sharing what apps they have, so i thought i would share what i have on mine. i use my itouch a lot travelling, in the car, cramped spaces where i can't do anything else, and also at work as a pocket PC, so it has mostly apps and music, and not much else. for some reason lately i have not been able to sync movies with it, which is annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway here they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way these are all free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;for work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MedCalc - use it all the time for calculating infusions, BMI, BSA, dosage calculations. So. Awesome. it even has quick buttons for stuff like glasgow coma scale, IV drip rates, unit conversions, etc etc etc. it's totally sweet, and i hate dosage calculations and second guess myself a lot (especially with dobutamine or milrinone drips which i manage frequently) so it is super awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calculator &amp; Clock - i know it comes with it but i use it all the time! the clock, It has a second hand! I dont need to wear a watch anymore! Yes!! Seriously, I don't wear a watch. For those of you who aren't RNs that may sound like whatever, why would you wear a watch, but i've been in nursing a long time and always hated wearing a watch but always had to wear a watch and was always fearful of my MRSA laden watch. No more. also no more calculator clipboard combos lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epocrates - handy, handy, handy pill identifier. working clinic days my patient always says "well i take the purple pill but i don't know what it is for, here you go"... i seriously have a few patients a week bringing in bottles of unidentifable pills. 9 out of 10 i can identify and then verify with the PharmD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes - also came with the itouch, but so handy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MPR - helpful for quick prescribing / look ups... i know by heart the dosing for beta blockers, arbs, aces, statins, lovenox etc. but oftentimes when you have worked in a specialty so long we all end up looking at each other when we have to remember how to prescribe a simple antibiotic. uhh amoxicillin comes in what doses?? for how many days? whats another name for benadryl again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eponyms - ever wonder what all those names of disease and tests Dr. House throws around on TV mean? or in my case Dr. Cardiologist i work with who seems to know every bizzare test or strangely named condition to test for? Allen's test (ok i actually know that one because i use it a lot before radial caths), Carvajal syndrome, Gregg effect, Landolfi's sign, Louvel's sign, Virchow's triad... "yes doctor i know exactly what you are talking about of course... as soon as i search for it in eponyms..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google -- hey, what? sometimes i forget what the different between hypo and hyperthyroidism is. or i want to know the name of that actor who played in that one SyFy show that one time. and look it up while at work. on company time. to win and argument with a coworker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XRayFX Lite - k. not medical at all. it totally makes your itouch look like its taking an xray of your hand. ive used this with both pediatric and elderly patients if they are super tense and we just aren't hitting it off, especially if i have to do something invasive or uncomfortable like a tough IV start, or something like that. the old people think it is real at first, which is fun. well for me. there is one guy out there who still believes my itouch can xray hands because i was interrupted before i had a chance to tell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flashlight - cuz sometimes it is dark. in there. in that patient. i do have a penlight type LED light on my stethoscope, but this bright white light is kinda nice too sometimes. this may sound weird but vascular clinic days we monitor patient's LE ulcers with digital photos, and ive used this to help with the lighting... yah ok that does sound weird to say outloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the epocrates disease game - ohmygosh the grossest diagnosis game EVAR. but so addicting. i played it on a long bus ride once, probably not the best combo with motion sickness. is it atopic dermatitis? psoriasis ? seborrheic dermatitis? they will give you an actual picture to guess from. but you only have 30 seconds. usually i am guessing having no idea (pathophysiology 101 was a long time ago) but it feels so good when i am right! ha!! aortic coarctation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auscultation - pretty sweet app that takes you through the sounds of cardiac, pulmonary and abdominal auscultation exams. i have such a hard time with my cardiac heart sound exams, and differentiating types of murmurs and stuff, that im hoping my listening to this every now and again will help me out. it has already helped with my problem with figuring out bruits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are a few other drug look up programs on my itouch, but i havent used them lately. usually epocrates suffices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;for funzies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather -- my favorite. i love weather! i have a few weather apps. some are more detailed than others. the simple weather one is fun enough for me most of the time, i have preset the weather in like a bunch of random cities everywhere around the world, and i like scrolling through and looking at what the weather is like in those places. pretending i am there. i also have it set to cities where friends and family are, like seattle, LA, oklahoma, dracut :) just for funzies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google Earth -- sooo cool. even though google earth is like so five years ago, i still cant get over teh awesome ness of it. i can see my house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno - Uno! Everyone likes to play Uno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TapWord - basically boggle. but with a cool middle eastern techno beat. ya yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iReversi - it's othello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowfish -- cute little blowfish! floating around! you make them grow to block stuff and whatnot, its fun, but im bad at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling Gems - by far the best itouch game, most well loved, well worn game on my itouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangman - play this with family a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossword - meh,its ok. not as good as i thought i'd be but im too lazy to look for another crossword app&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper toss - reminds me of my cubicle days. i love this app&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pac-man -- yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lightsaber - fun! zap, zwoosh, zap! you can choose a couple different types of light sabers, and then wave your itouch around making light saber war noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dice Roller - this is good when you need dice, but you dont have any. like you dont have to worry about losing the monopoly dice anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fish tycoon lite - i like looking at the fishies. i dont have any real pets at home so y'know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Q's Mindreader -- it knows! it always knows the answer! except when it doesnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waterslide extreme - the graphics are so cool, coolest waterslides ever, one of those tilt the itouch games. and i was delighted to find out i could totally make my person fall out of the slide and die. so realistic! (and adding to my already huge fear of real life waterslides... now im even more prepared for next summer!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unblock Me - i like this puzzle game! it keeps me occupied. it makes me think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whac-a-mole - reminds me of chuck e cheese games. :) its fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TouchPets - i have a cute virtual puppy. that is severely neglected. reminds me of nanopets back n the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glow Hockey - fun air hockey table game, cool lights and cool sounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solitaire -- still love this game. i have like 8 versions of it including spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ragdoll lite - addictive and ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iBloom - i have no idea how i got this random app but it has pretty flowers on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumbline Lite - wordsearch type game- fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wordpopper - nother word game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word dash - yet another word game!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;other stuff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QuietNoise - the cheapo version of white noise. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urbanspoon - find noms at your current location. there is probably a better restaraunt app out there but im too lazy to search for one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flickr - you know i love my flickr friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remote - its an apple remote for my mac, or any mac  nearby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kobo, beamitdown, kindle, etc -- all for downloading and reading ebooks. all of the books i have downloaded i have gotten for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SnatchTest - turns the itouch screen into a mousepad for any nearby mac, i.e. our mac mini that is hooked up to our TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; iTranslate - translates. like. everything. into anything. from anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible &amp; Logos - a bunch of versions of the Bible, and also it lets me access Josh's logos library (a lot of books)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GuitarTuner - it plays each string so you can tune your guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iHandy Level - level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mars Hill - streaming access to my old church's media stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nike Training / Nike ipod - workout routines and videos and whatnots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errands - make lists of stuffs you need while you're out. ive never used it but i keep thinking someday i might use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebook - for being on the facebooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;echofon - for being on the twitters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-454190630441928693?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/454190630441928693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=454190630441928693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/454190630441928693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/454190630441928693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/01/appy-new-year.html' title='appy new year'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-7349232299169045820</id><published>2010-01-01T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T17:12:51.261-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>christmas caroling</title><content type='html'>this holiday season was so busy i forgot to share my all time favorite christmas song!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4b4fbef4cfdf6c92/4727a250e66f9723/7f3b5b96/-cpid/f4298de85cb0d1fe" id="W4727a250e66f97234b4fbef4cfdf6c92" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4b4fbef4cfdf6c92/4727a250e66f9723/7f3b5b96/-cpid/f4298de85cb0d1fe" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latenightwithjimmyfallon.com/blogs/2009/12/jimmy-explains-the-origins-of-i-wish-it-were-christmas-today/#more"&gt;(lyrics)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, even more awesomely awesome, this year Jimmy did an updated version of it on his late night show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4b4fbfe504344240/4727a250e66f9723/6834ce59/-cpid/410884375cb0d1fe" id="W4727a250e66f97234b4fbfe504344240" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4b4fbfe504344240/4727a250e66f9723/6834ce59/-cpid/410884375cb0d1fe" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this Christmas season i had the opportunity a few times to play Christmas carols for church / families / parties. This particular family was making a video for a son / nephew / grandson in the military that was overseas on his first tour in Afghanistan, I think. Some of the family is a little sloshed which I think makes them better singers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wV7t3HXqUW0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wV7t3HXqUW0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YL-PbsZRzkU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YL-PbsZRzkU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CHicKpeNi6I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CHicKpeNi6I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7349232299169045820?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-437542953234127011</id><published>2010-01-01T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:32:50.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>goodbye 2009</title><content type='html'>goodbye 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite thing about this year was making memories and learning how to use a camera so i can remember those times later on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3275259669/" title="cyclist on boardwalk by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3523/3275259669_910eb9195a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="cyclist on boardwalk" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3275269197/" title="sunset kisses by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3463/3275269197_303d36c981.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="sunset kisses" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying goodbye to the worst, iciest, snowiest winter my area has seen in many years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3420628622/" title="first signs of spring by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3389/3420628622_73a6b798d1.jpg" width="500" height="476" alt="first signs of spring" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed spring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3476944541/" title="171b/365 by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3587/3476944541_4876c1aa26.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="171b/365" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3615411931/" title="bellingham bay by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3597/3615411931_d958ae19ea.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="bellingham bay" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated independence with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3756290458/" title="4th of July weekend by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2579/3756290458_fd38c9fe0a.jpg" width="500" height="294" alt="4th of July weekend" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3755668519/" title="ocean shores 2009 by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3497/3755668519_f333e02952.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="ocean shores 2009" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3719593092/" title="219/365 by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2568/3719593092_95ecdfbb22.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="219/365" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed the company of friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3755009281/" title="at pike place market by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3485/3755009281_ec5fb9eccc.jpg" width="500" height="383" alt="at pike place market" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got WAY more into gardening than i thought i would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3946062715/" title="grape tomatos, cucumbers basil by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2532/3946062715_13b1a39e8d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="grape tomatos, cucumbers basil" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved seeing my husband enjoy ministry and his job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3755618873/" title="church swingset by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2525/3755618873_e15e24d1ab.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="church swingset" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3805368931/" title="sam's bachelorette by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/3805368931_1c539bd0e8.jpg" width="500" height="467" alt="sam's bachelorette" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3806225098/" title="summer bbq fun by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3472/3806225098_261110c17f.jpg" width="500" height="427" alt="summer bbq fun" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved youth ministry and summer events with the youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3868929175/" title="waterslide day with the youth by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2632/3868929175_0d01138e85.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="waterslide day with the youth" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD WONDERFUL FOOD --- i love living in the pacific NW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3806229038/" title="bbq fresh salmon by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2442/3806229038_62ae3e766f.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="bbq fresh salmon" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3947134742/" title="noms from the garden by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2463/3947134742_02c42d5029.jpg" width="500" height="365" alt="noms from the garden" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3986623166/" title="apple cider homemade by tuesday by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2507/3986623166_930432d020.jpg" width="500" height="460" alt="apple cider homemade by tuesday" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some family time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3946986378/" title="delirium by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3521/3946986378_33328d66fd.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="delirium" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3946202001/" title="pretty by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2614/3946202001_283e6d51f0.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="pretty" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3946202797/" title="i think they must be best friends! by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2424/3946202797_1b48cf9880.jpg" width="500" height="379" alt="i think they must be best friends!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed vacations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3973334989/" title="lake chelan by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3489/3973334989_4a05c3071a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="lake chelan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3965383290/" title="photo tour by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2575/3965383290_4f27124e99.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="photo tour" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3965364148/" title="chelan by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3436/3965364148_d01c199aae.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="chelan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3964544771/" title="lake chelan by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2450/3964544771_47ae522d1e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="lake chelan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3965351060/" title="chelan by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3466/3965351060_30b603c9a9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="chelan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated engagements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4120894732/" title="Katherine and Darrin's Engagement Party by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2624/4120894732_f8dece9c2f.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Katherine and Darrin's Engagement Party" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4120136917/" title="Katherine and Darrin's Engagement Party by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2562/4120136917_059b857df6.jpg" width="500" height="459" alt="Katherine and Darrin's Engagement Party" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed my grandparents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3957982422/" title="311/365 by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3443/3957982422_c767349ba7.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="311/365" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3957195717/" title="my grandparents by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3499/3957195717_763271e133.jpg" width="500" height="349" alt="my grandparents" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mourned the loss of a family pet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4120069651/" title="Jimmy - he passed away a few days ago :( by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2724/4120069651_6a3027d53f.jpg" width="300" height="500" alt="Jimmy - he passed away a few days ago :(" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated accomplishments of friend's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4120077363/" title="justin's big play - The Producers - bainbridge island performing arts - Fall 2009 by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2639/4120077363_577420ae9a.jpg" width="500" height="371" alt="justin's big play - The Producers - bainbridge island performing arts - Fall 2009" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugged my husband as much as i could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4149734658/" title="my favorite person by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2738/4149734658_26f98abd73.jpg" width="280" height="500" alt="my favorite person" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this new year, 2010, holds some big changes ahead for us. i am excited, terrified, hopeful, courageous, and my heart is full of love and thankfulness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh i can't wait to walk into our new life together this year - i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/3280831442/" title="119/365 by heidini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3231/3280831442_c3d26e1d57.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="119/365" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-437542953234127011?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/437542953234127011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=437542953234127011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/437542953234127011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/437542953234127011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-2009.html' title='goodbye 2009'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3523/3275259669_910eb9195a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-6303123097597814008</id><published>2009-12-03T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:17:03.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>relient k i celebrate the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AcTxNr_Xx8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AcTxNr_Xx8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're learning this to play for one the christmas services, yayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly excited about it 'cause i was able to learn it by ear for the piano. awesummm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its a good song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-6303123097597814008?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6303123097597814008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=6303123097597814008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6303123097597814008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6303123097597814008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/12/relient-k-i-celebrate-day.html' title='relient k i celebrate the day'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-5671009115131899355</id><published>2009-12-02T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:28:50.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so tired but i cant sleep. i dont really have all that much to do, but josh hasn't been sleeping at all this week because of all the stuff he has to do, like final projects/papers at seminary, class time, meetings, bible studies worship team youth group sermon prep and when he doesnt sleep i tend not to either&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-5671009115131899355?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5671009115131899355/comments/default' title='Post 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this was a good thanksgiving weekend. i loved seeing my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also when we came home we (by that I mean I) decorated the house for Christmas and for the first time we have a Christmas tree! A real one that is not less than a foot tall, it is near 6 feet tall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in my gramma's barn, their old artificial tree. Yay it is super cute and i put lights on it so it is even more super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also put up the other Christmas knick knack crap around the house so it looks very festive. I do not think I have ever bought anything for Christmas except for a string of twinkle lights for the outside. All of this stuff people gave to me. I guess it is only one box of stuff but still it seems like a lot when it is spread out in the living room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7644909776324584725?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7644909776324584725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=7644909776324584725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7644909776324584725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7644909776324584725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-was-good-thanksgiving-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-2809450828340156102</id><published>2009-11-24T04:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T04:20:24.372-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>the pharmacy answering machine</title><content type='html'>due to the nature of my job at the clinic, what with managing medications all day for patients, and doing refill requests, i leave a lot of messages for pharmacists during the day. &lt;br /&gt;i have all the local pharmacy #'s memorized, as well as our Doctor's DEA #'s and UPINs and licenses and all of those things. &lt;br /&gt;I also feel that me and the pharmacy's answering services have an unspoken agreement, a code, if you will, that allows me to leave quick and prompt messages without having to listen to their various robotic prompts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.e. Rite Aid - all you have to do is press 4 to leave a message. you don't have to listen to anything, just 4. 8 if you want to talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;Walgreens? 1 and then 1. and then pound to skip the "State your name, title, dr's name, patient's name and date of birth..." instructions. Boo. yah. Carvedilol 6.25 mg bid #60 called in no prob bob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Yippie Dippy local pharmacy decides to change things up today! What! What is that about!! No more 5 and then 2 and then 1. So first i had to listen to their message about how they are out of flu vaccines and how h1n1 is still not available. yes yes, we know, we know. then i had to listen to their "season's greetings!" message about some local special screening clinic. then I get a long list of prompts in which the doctor's office option is 5. 5? seriouslY? after recorded directions? lame. &lt;br /&gt;Then, they don't let you skip their instructions for leaving a prescription on the line. Seriously, if I didn't know how to do that by now, .... I mean.... I call in prescriptions in my sleep. "Mumble, mumble... lisinopril 2.5 mg... hctz 25 mg qd #30... mumble mumble". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they totally threw off my roll man, my roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only a clinic nurse could appreciate this rant i'm sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2809450828340156102?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2809450828340156102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=2809450828340156102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2809450828340156102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2809450828340156102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/11/pharmacy-answering-machine.html' title='the pharmacy answering machine'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-1856372568027770710</id><published>2009-11-22T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:33:18.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blaaaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to go to work tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i be homeschooled again please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-1856372568027770710?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1856372568027770710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=1856372568027770710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/1856372568027770710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/1856372568027770710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/11/blaaaaah-i-dont-want-to-go-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-100403806904624835</id><published>2009-11-20T16:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:42:22.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special event'/><title type='text'>365/365</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4121114468/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2689/4121114468_57af48b64e.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/4121114468/"&gt;362/365&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/heidi/"&gt;heidini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I finished! I finally got all of the 365 project photos uploaded. Me and my nanowrimo are at a 30,000 word standoff and hopefully I'll have a breakthrough later today, but in the meantime I caught up on some photo uploading.&lt;br /&gt;I liked the 365 project in the fact that it pushed me to be creative everyday and I learned a lot about my camera and taking pictures. I didn't like that it was a self-potrait everyday, especially trying to be creative with that. Out of the 6 friends who I started out doing it with, only me and another have finished. We both had to double up on photos by the end, to catch up, but I didn't mind that so much. &lt;br /&gt;I will definitely do a 365 project in the future, but not a self portrait one. It was a good way to journal day to day sometimes, other times it was boring, other times you are just so tired of seeing your ugly mug you are like what the crap did I get myself into!&lt;br /&gt;So in the future I will do a 365 project where I take a photo a day, but of just anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/sets/72157608154411393/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/heidi/sets/72157608154411393/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-100403806904624835?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/100403806904624835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=100403806904624835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/100403806904624835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/100403806904624835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/11/365365.html' title='365/365'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2689/4121114468_57af48b64e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-5961548291940666368</id><published>2009-11-16T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:50:57.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>weather bad</title><content type='html'>november and bad weather go hand in hand in the northwest, and i hate wind storms, but i also kind of love them. cuz they are just sooooo coool, like wow a hurricane thingee outside my window.&lt;br /&gt;it also gives me an excuse to be more obsessive about my weather geeky sites than i usually am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plus also!! i found out someone has a weather station on my road!! i want to find it! and look at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://weather.king5.com//auto/king5/weatherstation/WXDailyHistory.asp?ID=KWABELLI25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can know my exact weather all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weather.king5.com//auto/king5/weatherstation/WXDailyHistory.asp?ID=KWABELLI29"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another one right by my house!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-5961548291940666368?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5961548291940666368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=5961548291940666368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5961548291940666368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5961548291940666368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/11/weather-bad.html' title='weather bad'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-2456065426192080293</id><published>2009-11-14T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:38:30.849-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special event'/><title type='text'>done</title><content type='html'>well i finished my 365 photo thing on time by doubling up on pictures on some days but i finished on time! unfortunately i left them on the camera for a long time, and then now they are sitting on my computer waiting to be uploaded. but i havent looked at them all yet - hopefully they are all usable. so i ran out of steam at the end of the project - at least i finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now its going to have to wait until after nanowrimo is over - which is very time consuming. 1667 words a day for 30 days... so far I'm about 1000 words behind, but doing well. It's the first time I've written Sci Fi -- which I'm doing a horrible job at it, but hopefully not too horrible for a first try. I really like &lt;a href="http://nanowrimo.org"&gt;nanowrimo&lt;/a&gt;, it's the perfect writing exercise, it only comes once a year so by the time the next Novemeber comes around you forget how troublesome and painful it was the year before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2456065426192080293?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2456065426192080293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=2456065426192080293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2456065426192080293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2456065426192080293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/11/done.html' title='done'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-1600223206673687911</id><published>2009-11-10T19:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:15:11.651-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>demented</title><content type='html'>this week i've had the most demented patients, i mean just clueless as to where they are and who they are and what they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm tired of being a nurse, like, a lot. i'm a nurse most all of my week, even at chuch sometimes. i had a quickie recurrent parox afib consult at prayer group on tuesday, a reassurance therapeutic conversation pre-angiogram between Sunday school and service on Sunday &gt;20 mins. &lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, some of these patients are super cute, like old man confused but adorable cute. like can't help but take of him reminds you of your grandpa cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-1600223206673687911?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/1600223206673687911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=1600223206673687911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh justin katie tyler in the living room watching stargate season 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and beth at the kitchen table nanowrimo'ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satsuma oranges on the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy scented candles in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gluten free spaghetti in my tummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-6842898872997313308?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6842898872997313308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=6842898872997313308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6842898872997313308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6842898872997313308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/11/at-home.html' title='at home'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-5345271860567431283</id><published>2009-11-05T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:05:50.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/SvOEJeMYHKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/O50AfYoTC6k/s1600-h/WUNIDS_map.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/SvOEJeMYHKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/O50AfYoTC6k/s320/WUNIDS_map.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400805676406021282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November is BIIIG storm season around here, but much more so since I've moved farther north. I mean in a HOLY CRAP OUR HOUSE IS GOING TO BLOW AWAY type of way. We had a few tree sized branches that were near misses to our roof, and these were from trees that look MUCH too far away to be coming that close to our house?? I mean they are like in the neighbors yard? Not to mention the looming maple tree that is right next to our house. That is just watching, and waiting... til the right moment... to send a spike of death into my bedroom when I'm sleeping... sealing my fate forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's hella windy out. Some of my patients didn't make it to clinic today because they were scared they couldn't keep their cars on the road (pshaw, those 88 year olds are such wusses. jk.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda cool, 'cause its like so powerful and AWESOME when the weather gets all crazy and scary. And sometimes the power going out is relaxing. Until your food spoils.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-5345271860567431283?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5345271860567431283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=5345271860567431283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5345271860567431283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5345271860567431283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/11/november-is-biiig-storm-season-around.html' title=''/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/SvOEJeMYHKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/O50AfYoTC6k/s72-c/WUNIDS_map.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-346713267512548309</id><published>2009-11-04T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:52:37.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>diet</title><content type='html'>my doctor wants me to keep a journal of everything i eat and how i feel&lt;br /&gt;cause they cant figure out why im so auto immuney all the time latey - asthma, swollen painful joints, GI distress. Could be anything, 'cause autoimmuney stuff is like sometimes super hard to diagnose and manifest all weird (yah i dont really know even though ive lived with the stuff since i was a kid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo anyway, i've been off of most dairy (except for a little cheese) for over a year now, which has helped a few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my skin is clearer&lt;br /&gt;-i have less allergies and therefore less asthma problems&lt;br /&gt;-my tummy is not gassy anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my doctor is investigating other foods like gluten and whatnots... i think it's a game to see how many foods she can find for heidi to not eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some of you must know or have yourself any experience with this stuff? what do you think? i am not really one to go researching the internets or myself, but i think i am almost to that point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most i have done so far myself is had some routine bloodwork (including IgA n'stuff which was all normal) and including vitamins which were all looow, so now I'm a super vitamin! regimen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so advices. what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-346713267512548309?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/346713267512548309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=346713267512548309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/346713267512548309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/346713267512548309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/11/diet.html' title='diet'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-7619265669072033614</id><published>2009-11-02T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:13:02.969-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nanowrimo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7619265669072033614?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7619265669072033614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=7619265669072033614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7619265669072033614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7619265669072033614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/11/nanowrimo-day-2.html' title=''/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-2414186600717990337</id><published>2009-10-28T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:51:27.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bible study was good tonight&lt;br /&gt;that john piper guy is spot on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know what i would do without some good friends around on wednesdays and some encouragement. probably lose it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2414186600717990337?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-2941109649239601006</id><published>2009-10-27T23:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:43:16.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>connecting</title><content type='html'>the dinner thing for josh's school (seminary) was specifically designed for the wives to attend with, and they even had two pastor's wives like answering questions after dinner and stuff about their experiences over the years as pastor's wives (to give us wisdoms. or some such thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, like, the past year i've been trying to connect with other pastor's wives, finding books or blogs out there, just trying to feel out who these women are and what they do and how their life is. when i went to church previously, i never really met the pastor's wife too often, and they seemed the quiet types who are behind the scenes. which is the opposite of me most of the hours of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the pastors wife blogs are like mommy blogs, which is fine, because most women out there blogging are mommy blogs. the other blogs are kinda sparsely updated and not very transparent. the books i've read have been REALLY bad recommendations from friends or christian bookstore owners, and i have gotten just a tad bit pissed off reading them because they are just blathering nonsense with cliche out-of-context verses. yah that's pretty harsh but the 1987 cartoon clipart on every other page did not help their case either (the book was written in 2005!!!). i could really lay into what a time-waster that one was, but maybe it was written out of love and trying to encourage someone out there and it may work for someone so i'll shut up about it.&lt;br /&gt; so, i really should look up some good book recommendations. or give up on it entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i thought this dinner thing sounded cool (i mean besides the fact that i got to eat dinner with like 10 other canadians, oo, a counter-cultural experience! kidding.) because it was like learnin' from wiser pastor's wife n'stuff. well the older lady shared her story and it started off with "i told my husband i wouldn't marry him if he became a pastor" (cuz of some bad experience in her past or something) and then she went on to say that he eventually became a pastor and that she eventually became "okay with it". and i was like uhh... that was.. inspiring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second lady was younger, and was REALLY extroverted and talked a lot but i'm not sure about what. she mostly talked about being a mom and raising her kids which are now teenagers. also, the majority of their time as pastors was youth pastor, which is not the same. at. all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i couldn't relate to the first lady. i was excited for josh that he wanted to have a cool profession like a pastor, that he knew what he wanted to do with his life, i'm pretty much on board for whatever youth ministry/kids stuff wise because i've alwasy loved that, helpin' teens, serving the community, and i worked in that area before i got together with josh. so, yah. we could've skipped the whole "i hate pastors" and "now i'm just passive" conversation. i like pastors. we need people like that in the world. i also like being involved in a church, because they do a lot of good things. if the church you go to isn't doing good things and is hurting people, and the pastor guy is a jerk who just wants your money, then LEAVE. For godssake LEEEAVE and find some nice people who care about you. GEEZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the dinner thing -- i would also never brag to a room full of impressionable young pastors wives (the other gals in the room seemed younger than me) that i "told my husband when he was first starting out preaching that he was really quite bad at it, i criticized his preaching a lot" and seem proud of that? i kind of had a what? have you never had a profession before where you were first starting out? when i came home and told my husband about the dumb nursing student mistakes i made was he critical and like oh wow you really suck? no, he wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second lady, also couldn't relate too. she too had the "my husband has the hardest job in the world and i just have to deal with it" vibe going on. first of alls, second lady, your husband does not have the hardest job in the world. you could say that about all kinds of jobs that have demanding hours and take a lot of energy and whatever. doctors, engineers, politics, etc. also, you don't have to put on a happy face and act nice when people are being rude to you just because you're the pastor's wife. that's like super bad advice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm out of time because of working crazy hours this week, so i'll end here, sorry for the discombobulated post, but it's probably good it is ending. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2941109649239601006?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2941109649239601006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=2941109649239601006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2941109649239601006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2941109649239601006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/connecting.html' title='connecting'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-4727180498597371726</id><published>2009-10-25T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:53:57.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jen D. (er wait, L.) says she's the queen on procrastination but I'm pretty good at it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will force myself to go to some wal mart or target or other godforsaken store and buy socks and new scrub uniforms because mine are coming apart at the seams and my socks have giant holes in them that are too big to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is with me and socks, but I just hate buying them. I hate wearing them more than buying them but I have to wear something in between my foot and my shoe. Why can't nurses wear fuzzy bunny slippers all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-4727180498597371726?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4727180498597371726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=4727180498597371726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4727180498597371726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4727180498597371726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/jen-d.html' title=''/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-6675882544279320233</id><published>2009-10-24T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:02:41.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><title type='text'>when you love somebody</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FZJJiW1z3QY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FZJJiW1z3QY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-6675882544279320233?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6675882544279320233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=6675882544279320233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6675882544279320233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6675882544279320233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-you-love-somebody.html' title='when you love somebody'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-8693111115537430200</id><published>2009-10-23T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:36:54.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>rain rain dont go away</title><content type='html'>i'm such a northwest girl because i'm loving the depressing grey endless rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels SO like home. that sunshine was foreign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only bad thing about it is the cieling over our nurses station was literally caving in today. not good. nooooot gooooooood. so, i had to chart in an awkard position at a makeshift desk in the hall while ladders and hammers and people with overalls on yelled at each other in cieling and made a lot of sterile equipment nonsterile with their toppling of things and spreading of cieling dust everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however once i got off of work me and josh had a nice impromptu pho dinner (mine was pho bu ba or something, it was suggested by the Vietnamese owner, it was spicy and amazing, i'm not going to describe because i'm not a foodie) and he took me to see the improv show with some friends. that was good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now it's time to watch The Office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-8693111115537430200?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8693111115537430200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=8693111115537430200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8693111115537430200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8693111115537430200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/rain-rain-dont-go-away.html' title='rain rain dont go away'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-8046896624702680405</id><published>2009-10-22T18:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T19:08:12.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Dear Patient</title><content type='html'>Dear Sir or Madam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you almost everyday. You are in the hospital as an inpatient. You are at the pharmacy counter. You are in the waiting room. You are calling on the phone. You are in clinic for an office visit. You are in the procedure room for your surgery. You are in the infusion room waiting for me to start your IV. You are young or you are old. In fact, sometimes I see you at church, or at work, bible study, or other places. You just pop up everywhere and you take. This week I have seen a lot of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter to you what your family has done for you, how much they care about you, what your nurse has done, how much your friends listen to you, people who stay at your side through thick and thin - you are never satisfied. You are better than everyone and deserve all of the attention and the world revolves around you. At the very least you are more intelligent than everyone, which makes you better in any event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If something isn't going the way you would like it you sometimes scream and cuss. Sometimes you get all passive-aggressive and sulk. Sometimes you cry and whine. Sometimes you abuse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You "don't deserve this!" and you "deserve to be the center of attention" and "people should be paying attention" to you because of your:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a: horrible disease&lt;br /&gt;b: how much pain you are in (1. physically 2. emotionally 3. both)&lt;br /&gt;c: how hard life is for you because of your (1. social disorder 2. disability 3. addiction 4. economic problem 5. relationship status 6. children 7. chronic disease 8. general burdens in life that are unique to only you of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you have made it quite clear that no matter what we do, or how long it is after you are well, no matter how much we listen and care, you still need all of the attention. You still are never satisfied with anything or anyone, and nothing is good enough. And you can't believe how dare someone get more attention than me, how undeserving are they, you are better and more important than they are, you have been through so much more. I mean, you don't actually know THEM over THERE, but obviously you are much worse off. YOUR call light is more important than theirs (so what if it's a code blue?), YOUR phone call is BETTER than THEIRS. Your prayer request is the MOST URGENT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should feel so sorry for you, and just give and give and give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months later at your office visit, or your coffee visit with us, or wherever, it is still the same. You have all these problems, and they are more important than ours. You have made no effort to change anything in your life (you have heart disease but you still smoke, you have relationship problems but you do not have standards, you have spiritual problems but just can't find the time to go to church, you have addiction problems but can't change your habits, you feel lost and alone but won't read the Bible, you have diabetes but you eat carbs all day) because you have a ROUTINE, and YOU need it, and you are too important and too busy to change these things, or you just don't want to and you have the BEST excuses. Besides, this is OUR fault, at the very least we have to hear about it and BE EMPATHETIC to YOUR needs. WE "just don't understand" YOU, we don't care enough, we don't know how hard it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your problems have been solved, but only replaced by new problems. We remind you now that you have that job or relationship you've always wanted, but you remind us how stupid we are. THAT didn't make you happy (even though you said that was all you needed), in fact it only caused more NEW and AWFUL problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call the office constantly, you schedule meetings with your pastor/teacher/doctor to whine so you can feel better about yourself afterwards, you update your facebook status everyday with a new woe just to let everyone know how hard life is for you each day (and this is good for fishing for a quick sympathy fix), you call and text your friends or you stay at home and shun them on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate other people who are like you, because they are getting attention. You hate people who aren't like you, because they aren't giving you attention. You aren't involved as a volunteer, you aren't involved in the community, you don't give to charity (unless it's for tax write off), your first thoughts are of your needs. You neglect your life partner and take people for granted. You alienate friends and avoid making new ones because people are "so needy!" and you can't stand to listen to them. You are offended that your pastor asks you to come to church on Sunday, much less WORK in a MINISTRY. You are offended your doctor asks you to make simple life changes that impeded on your preferred diet or lifestyle. You say God is important but He is your last priority. You are good at manipulating people. You are a control freak. You are lazy. You keep people at a distance unless they suit your needs. In fact, in general, other people are very annoying and pretty useless to you unless they "mesh" or "click" with you and contribute to your needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't make friends or make an effort to care about other people that annoy you. You don't want to get involved with church because it is full of people who are annoying and don't understand you. You don't give and love your family because they are annoying and they don't understand you. You break off relationships or ignore the current ones because they are too much drama for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one thing in your life goes wrong, everything is wrong. You try to compartmentalize to avoid this, to stay in control. You let everyone know when something is disappointing and out of your routine and how inconvenient it is, but you are incapable of being transparent and letting people know when you are a depressed and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are nearsighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are inward focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a taker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a breaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are blind to your need for a Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are hating your neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unaware of your need for a Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you think you'll hold together forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're low, but you play so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play as your own God forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen about as much of YOU(s) as I can stand this week. I'm your pastor's wife, I'm your nurse, I'm your friend, I'm your neighbor - I'm not perfect. I do these things too, I'm selfish by nature. But you, YOU are everywhere! We need less of you. I need less ME in me, too, and more God. Why can't WE look outside ourselves to others? Why do we look at other people and see "ANNOYING -- " instead of seeing someone God loves? Someone who is a good friend? Someone who care about us? Why do we spew hate and not love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you who have no excuse? Who have been a "CHRISTIAN?" What is the deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remind me of a Keith Green song == &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see, do you see&lt;br /&gt;All the people sinking down&lt;br /&gt;Don't you care, don't you care&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna let them drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you be so numb&lt;br /&gt;Not to care if they come&lt;br /&gt;You close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And pretend the job's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh bless me lord, bless me Lord"&lt;br /&gt;You know it's all I ever hear&lt;br /&gt;No one aches, no one hurts&lt;br /&gt;No one even sheds one tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But He cries, He weeps, He bleeds&lt;br /&gt;And He cares for your needs&lt;br /&gt;And you just lay back&lt;br /&gt;And keep soaking it in&lt;br /&gt;Oh can't you see it's such a sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause He brings people to you door&lt;br /&gt;And you turn them away&lt;br /&gt;As you smile and say&lt;br /&gt;"God bless you, be at peace"&lt;br /&gt;And all heaven just weeps&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Jesus came to you door&lt;br /&gt;You've left him out on the streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up open up&lt;br /&gt;And give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;You see the need, you hear the cries&lt;br /&gt;So how can you delay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's calling and you're the one&lt;br /&gt;But like Jonah you run&lt;br /&gt;He's told you to speak&lt;br /&gt;But you keep holding it in&lt;br /&gt;Of can't you see it's such a sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is sleeping in the dark&lt;br /&gt;That the church just can't fight&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's asleep in the light&lt;br /&gt;How can you be so dead&lt;br /&gt;When you've been so well fed&lt;br /&gt;Jesus rose from the grave&lt;br /&gt;And you, you can't even get out of bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Jesus rose from the dead&lt;br /&gt;Come on get out of your bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you be so numb&lt;br /&gt;Not to care if they come&lt;br /&gt;You close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And pretend the job's done&lt;br /&gt;You close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And pretend the job's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend the job's done&lt;br /&gt;"Come away, come away, come away with me my love&lt;br /&gt;Come away, come away, come away with me my love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-8046896624702680405?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8046896624702680405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=8046896624702680405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8046896624702680405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8046896624702680405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-patient.html' title='Dear Patient'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-890300241583698804</id><published>2009-10-21T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:34:05.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>im a jerk</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a style="font: Verdana" href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=60971129"&gt;NuKru Presents...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=60971129,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=60971129,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a style="font: Verdana" href="http://www.myspace.com/superballin09"&gt;Spencer #9&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="font: Verdana" href="http://vids.myspace.com"&gt;MySpace Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i love my little cousin and what him and his freshman in college friends do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we grew up listening and dancing to hip hop lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who don't know, ima jerk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-890300241583698804?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/890300241583698804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=890300241583698804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/890300241583698804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/890300241583698804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-jerk.html' title='im a jerk'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-7097190745445037028</id><published>2009-10-19T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T01:03:17.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>fanta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ugliesttattoos.com/2009/10/17/funny-tattoos-this-would-go-nicely-with-a-tattoo-of-some-cooler-ranch-dorito/"&gt;someone who loves Fanta more than me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7097190745445037028?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7097190745445037028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=7097190745445037028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7097190745445037028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7097190745445037028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/fanta.html' title='fanta'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-3307003680050180992</id><published>2009-10-18T22:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:06:18.076-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>birthday more</title><content type='html'>josh didn't have to preach this morning (that wouldve been bad since we got in so late) but he did have to be there earlier than me. i was supposed to get up and go, but i slept in accidentally because the cell phone alarm was on but the cell phone volume was off. Guhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that gave me time to get the rest of his birthday stuff ready. presents, favorite foods and snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hung out and played his new video games (his brother got him Prince of Persia II which is pretty fun so far) and we went and saw "The Invention of Lying" which was really lame. I thought it was supposed to be laugh out loud funny, but it was more subtle oh look i'm a british guy who thinks i'm funny but i'm the only one who thinks i'm funny oh ah ha ha, boring dialogue, more boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess if i went into it expecting more of a indie somber life-is-depressing film, it would've been fine. but i wanted to laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily it was a matinee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we're home now and it's nice and it's fall outside and cozy inside the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-3307003680050180992?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3307003680050180992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=3307003680050180992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3307003680050180992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3307003680050180992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-more.html' title='birthday more'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-7356525021107994715</id><published>2009-10-17T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:59:13.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><title type='text'>happy birthday josh</title><content type='html'>today josh turned 29 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately his birthday usually falls during the church's association's annual meeting, so we spent the morning and well into the afternoon in a rather remote location off Highway 20, but not too far up highway 20, but far enough to make it along drive and make me very carsick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meeting was super boring for me, but i'm sure the pastors were like oo ahh, seminary professor speakers, lectures, booths, socializing, eating food.... la la la. i played on my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we drove to bainbridge island. which is far, far away from where we were. so just when i was starting to feel better i got carsick. then we got on the ferry just in time, phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we got to winslow it was lovely. josh and i had some appetizers and happy hour drinks before our friends got there for dinner. dinner was amazing -- so great. josh had a great time. then we saw justin who played a main role in the play "The Producers" - he was so funny. afterwards we celebrated with friends again a little more, then got on the ferry for the long drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got home like at 2:00 AM or something but it was worth it - i thought it was a great birthday and i think josh had a good time too. it makes me happy to see him happy, and to see old friends and it felt like when were dating back in the day, being out and about, adventuring. flirting over appetizers. i'm more in love with him now than ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7356525021107994715?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7356525021107994715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=7356525021107994715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7356525021107994715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7356525021107994715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-josh.html' title='happy birthday josh'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-6479766054435730650</id><published>2009-10-16T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T01:24:40.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>laminin and black holes</title><content type='html'>The last two weeks in Bible study we have watched two videos by Louie Giglio because we are in-between Bible study materials. (Our next study is a John Piper study which I am really looking forward to. But the books haven't come in the mail yet. Lame, publishers, lame!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first video was called "Indescribable" and he talked a lot about space and showed pictures of different galaxies and amazing awesome universe things to show how big the universe is. This was one of those "whoa, weird" moments for me because I had JUST been perusing great space photos the DAY BEFORE! Which you can see on my October 6, 2009 blog entry. I had literally wasted like 3 hours just reading about galaxies and novas and been in awe of God's universe. All by myself. Without some preacher guy I don't know pointing it out to me. Anyway, yes, the next day our Bible study was on the indescribable beauty and awe and expanse of the universe and how even bigger and amazing God is. So keep in mind I was in awe and had a "wow God!" moment before the last five minutes of the video came on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which you can watch the last bit here by the way if you want to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LIoBCgRC7Uo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LIoBCgRC7Uo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He describes how an image of the center of the Whirlpool galaxy popped out at him from 31 million light years away (okay I'm paraphrasing really bad you should probably watch the clip) and alas! alack! it is in the shape of a cross! His jaw dropped open! He fell off his chair! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I am staring at our plasma TV displaying the image quite nicely (because the video leaves it up there for quite awhile) and I do NOT see what he is talking about. Like, I really honestly don't see it. And I say that to the three other people next to me, and Josh tells me to go put my glasses on. But that's not really what I was saying. I SEE the "X" that made the impression on the speaker, I SEE the white, bright, kind of sideways blobby type cross and can understand why someone who had cross on the mind would say, "hey! that's sort of cross looking!"... but I don't SEE like Giglio sees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really tracking for the most part up until this point, like emotionally tracking with him - wow, awesome, God is the Creator - the Maker- the infinity - amazing! It was like God had been directing my thoughts even before this video, maybe to prepare me to be more in awe of Him, because of the all things I had read and looked at about space before the video. Sure, the background keyboard sensationalist muzac to stir emotion in the crowd was super annoying. The mere fact that I was tolerating the speaker to this point was actually quite phenomenal because I usually find the gelled-hair on TV with their own worship band on tour types annoying and certainly not enough to invest emotionally into what they are saying. But it was a good talk. Until... until the blobby white and black shadow cross thing. Which to me did not look like a cross at all, I even tried to imagine what he must be seeing, but I could not see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after I opened my mouth and said something, which I tend to blurt stuff out without thinking, I was met with three pairs of eyes that all seemed to say, "Well, we see it. What's wrong with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was a little miffed and tried to forget about it, but it still bothered me the rest of the week. Why didn't I see it? Am I that cynical? Am I what some of those prophet writer guys in the Bible referred to as stone heads and blind eyes and stuff? Am I supposed to be seeing Jesus symbols in my everyday life to be reminded of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was the second week's video. Which kind of set me over the edge. Here's a clip of the last few minutes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_e4zgJXPpI4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_e4zgJXPpI4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now first of all some positive points about this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it up until the last eight minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spends most of the video talking about planets that have been discovered and then lines them up in order for HUGENESS and it was so awesome! I mean like our sun? In our solar system? Is like a tiny speck compared to these planets. How insignificant I felt when I saw those on the projector screen... and yet God knows me and made me. This would have been enough for me. Giglio could've (and should've I would argue) ended his talk right there. How great is our God, and yet he sent his only Son to die for us on the cross (not a shadowy blobby thing in space camera vision but the actual Roman crucifixion cross). I do love that he reads from Colossians and mentions the supremacy of Christ, etc. Why not preach about that? Why not read more scripture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no. Noooo. He has to end with his "left hook" and go off on a laminin tangent. You can read more about laminin in the links below, but basically it's the protein or "glue" that holds our cells together. Colassians 1:15-17 is mentioned to make his point - Laminin looks like a cross (in scientific diagrams), Jesus' symbol is the cross, laminin holds life together, Jesus holds life together ("and in Him all things hold together"). Therefore laminin = Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I "SEE" it. Yup that's a cross alright:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StloKcf00FI/AAAAAAAAABs/qS-2lvfZDwM/s1600-h/laminin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StloKcf00FI/AAAAAAAAABs/qS-2lvfZDwM/s320/laminin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393456557410537554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I immediately see something else that I see often in my field of work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StloqqVUHRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rqgoLjqeW54/s1600-h/219229-caduceus01_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StloqqVUHRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rqgoLjqeW54/s320/219229-caduceus01_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393457110880361746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, laminin does not equal Jesus symbol. Yet again my mind screamed "sensationalism! this is wrong!" but I held my tongue. He had completely lost my interest at this point, mentally and emotionally, and the piano/strings keyboard patch was grating on my ears. I sipped some tea and shoved a few jalapeno pepper jelly tartlets in my mouth to calm down. At this point I'm thinking to myself, this guy really believes in what he is saying, he really sees God in these little things. He sees illustrations to share Jesus, genuinely, with young people because he cares for them and their souls and wants them to know God cares for them, they aren't insignificant, God knows every hair on their head and every tiny cellular structure. This is important for people to hear. How could I be "irked" at this guy for wanting to share God's love and desire for us to be in a true relationship with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am. Later I went on the internets to look up laminin to make sure Giglio's molecular biologist friend wasn't pulling my leg. I was surprised to find this video was pretty &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/glurge/laminin.asp"&gt;popular on the internet awhile back as an inbox forward&lt;/a&gt; and link to your friend type thing. There were even Christian bloggers who have blogged about it before me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vialogue.wordpress.com/2008/05/23/louie-laminin-and-a-leap-religious-devotion-and-accurate-facts/"&gt;This guy&lt;/a&gt;'s blog post I ran across made me think in a less cynical light. He certainly sounds a lot smarter than me. I do not have a lot of background to go on for Bible stuffs... I never went to Bible college. My daily devotion time is just reading the Bible and praying, no study guides or smart books. Everything I've learned about theology and doctrine is from kind of half-ass Baptist sunday school classes and really good far and few in-between theology books (which I do not think I absorb as much as I should from and have to read over and over to understand) and more recently, my really awesome husband who knows stuff, and also lots of podcasts from preachers and professors. I also observed a lot apologetic type discussions on the RI, when it wasn't about "I Kissed Dating Goodbye"... and those friends are probably the opinions I would go to for this kind of thing. Which is mostly why I am posting this blog (I'm talking to you James Rhea and Miss Cassie) hoping to gain insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this guy, whoever he is because I didn't bother to read the rest of his blog, poses some good questions about the laminin talk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, does this disqualify the teaching as irrelevant or inaccurate?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would suggest, “no.” Why? Because a spiritual experience is always esoteric and interpretative. Crafting a connection is part of the gifting that God seems to give to communicators (like Giglio), and instead of criticizing its accuracy, we ought to be applauding its ability to move people, bring people to a sense of awe, and wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with a surgeon when I saw Giglio give this talk, and she said that she of course knew about laminin but never put the two together the way Giglio did. She felt it was an “interesting” interpretation, and yet was still moved and touched by the commentary our biology was seemingly making on the realities of our existence. Whether or not Jesus’ cross was actually that shape was irrelevant. The point stands on its own without the need to clutter it with historical criticism. And that’s okay.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is it then reasonable for someone to be skeptical, even apathetic towards these kinds of endeavors?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure. “This is a free country” as they say. But through these talks I suggest that the best way to be human is not to deny ourselves the search for significance, casting it aside as some sort of evolutionary fluke, but rather embrace our nomadic wandering through the universe as something to fill our souls with meaning. What cannot be denied is the experience, and I suggest that phenomenology is evidence that humanity desires to be anchored in something meaningful and moving. And that desire, that drive, is never going away.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, maybe not so great answers to these questions. I wish I could come up with better answers but I do not know how to form my thoughts further on the subject. I guess our personal experiences with God are all different, much different, and what drives our desire to seek God are different. And we have different spiritual gifts and see things different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life, the more I learn about science and the human physiology (which is something I study for hours everyday), the further I am drawn towards a relationship with God and the firmer my belief in God cements. My faith grows, but not because I see little cross shaped cells and see SIGNS and WONDERS in the universe in a magical, sensational way. It is because I see we are fearfully and intricately and wonderfully made. It is because I see that the universe is indescribably ginormous and I am completely stupid and should be less then an amoeba on God's scale, but he knows me and cares for me, even the stupid stuff, and cares for the little birds and probably the little amoebas in the swamp even though Jesus didn't happen to mention those things in His talks. I am but a vapor. We cannot even grasp the basic mysteries of God's creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is it wrong for this guy Giglio to go off on his signs and wonders kick and preach about Jesus symbols? Honestly, I don't know. Probably not. God used tons of signs and wonders with the Israelites and they forgot about Him like, what, two months later? If Mr. Giglio sees Jesus in small things, and is reminded of God in cell structures, how different is that from me seeing God's hand in tiny details of my life like when I say, "God provided this flour jar when I needed one!" when one appears on the free table at work and I take it home. To someone else that is a happy coincidence. To me that week it was an encouragement, a reminder that God provides and cares for even the tiniest thing in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace. God gives us grace, especially our feeble attempts to understand that which we will never be able to understand, and describe what we will never be able to describe. Grace is important in the Christian life. Josh tells me a lot that Christianity is like looking at a diamond, everyone has a different point of view on it but it is still the same beautiful diamond. Okay I am totally butchering his metaphor and you will have to ask him. It was something about when he talks about different denominations. Wow I am really butchering it. Okay I'll stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did run across a lot of people on the internets who easily turned Giglio's laminin talk into "Jesus is magic!" and totally shredded his point-  like, &lt;i&gt;wow! Laminin looks like that thing from Greek mythology! The Greek gods are really true! Long live Zeus! &lt;/I&gt; and just totally made fun of him and stuff...which is why I think he should've just stopped his talk before the Laminin thing. It's a weak point to end on, I think. 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padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vicfan/4005292421/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2522/4005292421_cc1ce7ddd4.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #ffffff;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vicfan/4005292421/"&gt;Christ Church Cathedral Interior: Victoria B.C&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/vicfan/"&gt;Brandon (Vic Fan)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Victoria BC - I would like to go there sometime soon -- it isn't that far, and probably the closest I'll get to anything Victorian England for a long time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/joannasphotos/4005752551/in/pool-victoriabc/"&gt;pretty&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vicfan/4007055497/in/pool-victoriabc/"&gt;pretty&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vicfan/3994626720/in/pool-victoriabc"&gt;more pretty....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2246694689050848055?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2246694689050848055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=2246694689050848055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2246694689050848055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2246694689050848055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/victoria-bc.html' title='victoria bc'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2522/4005292421_cc1ce7ddd4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-6372452582949132525</id><published>2009-10-13T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:33:19.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><title type='text'>BREAST CANCER AWARENESS MONTH WTF</title><content type='html'>OKAY -- ATTENTION -- I BELIEVE IT IS TIME FOR MY ANNUAL BREAST CANCER AWARENESS MONTH RANT----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.e. &lt;a href="http://www.nbcam.org/"&gt;http://www.nbcam.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't know why it annoys me so much. OH WAIT I DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is because of the local hissy-fit over it every stinking year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts with annoying melodramatic radio ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the TV ads with the pink people running relays for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StVQ7vDiSGI/AAAAAAAAABU/eBrCPyBEAUQ/s1600-h/think_pink_breast_cancer_shirts-p235929104371174707yqt2_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StVQ7vDiSGI/AAAAAAAAABU/eBrCPyBEAUQ/s320/think_pink_breast_cancer_shirts-p235929104371174707yqt2_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392305116019837026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I go to the grocery store and not one, but TWO aisles are dedicated to "PINK!" "GO PINK!" -- pink water bottles, pink Mike Hard's lemonade (yes, alcohol), pink potato chips, pink t shirts, pink chicken marinades (!?!?!?!), --- AND THEY ONLY HAVE PINK SHOPPING BAGS!! PINK! Shopping!! BAGS!! No other bags to be found. In all of Haggens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StVRGYLHNPI/AAAAAAAAABc/Ex_zJGz77-k/s1600-h/breast-cancer-bracelet_zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StVRGYLHNPI/AAAAAAAAABc/Ex_zJGz77-k/s320/breast-cancer-bracelet_zoom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392305298856162546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove by the local shopping center- the FORKLIFT was painted pink for breast cancer awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove by the local Vietnamese dry cleaners - PINK ribbons on their dry cleaning hangers --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebrities are blabbing about it on every station and every little ceremony they make up for themselves even though they don't even know what they're talking about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StVRZ4el60I/AAAAAAAAABk/PvG8FDT1Sjk/s1600-h/elizabeth_hurley_breast_cancer_pink_party_5.0.0.0x0.598x912.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StVRZ4el60I/AAAAAAAAABk/PvG8FDT1Sjk/s320/elizabeth_hurley_breast_cancer_pink_party_5.0.0.0x0.598x912.jpeg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392305633945316162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i could go on, and ON, and ON! Pink everywhere! On yogurt! On brooms! On makeup! On alcohol! What the hell!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET ME REMIND YOU of the:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 Causes of Death for Women in the United States‡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graph below shows how breast cancer compares to other common causes of death in women of all ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StVQWfdQsJI/AAAAAAAAABM/YsffGW6oNuQ/s1600-h/chart_top10_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StVQWfdQsJI/AAAAAAAAABM/YsffGW6oNuQ/s320/chart_top10_05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392304476177608850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 causes of death for women in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graph shows that the top 10 causes of death for women in the United States are—&lt;br /&gt;1  Diseases of heart  329,238&lt;br /&gt;2  Cerebrovascular diseases  86,993&lt;br /&gt;3  Lung and bronchus cancer  69,078&lt;br /&gt;4  Chronic lower respiratory disease  68,497&lt;br /&gt;5  Alzheimer's disease  51,039&lt;br /&gt;6  Accidents (unintentional injury)  41,426&lt;br /&gt;7  Breast cancer  41,116&lt;br /&gt;8  Diabetes mellitus  38,581&lt;br /&gt;9  Influenza and pneumonia  34,949&lt;br /&gt;10  Colorectal cancer  26,224&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‡Source: Surveillance, Epidemiology, and End Results (SEER) Program (www.seer.cancer.govExternal Web Site Icon) SEER*Stat Database: Mortality – All COD, Public-Use with State, Total U.S. (1969–2005), National Cancer Institute, DCCPS, Surveillance Research Program, Cancer Statistics Branch, released February 2008. Underlying mortality data provided by CDC's National Center for Health Statistics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... what's that? The top two killers of not only women, but men also, are cardiovascular? Really? How 'bout that. Huh. Really. WOW. Wait... breast cancer isn't even the top cancer? Really? Wow! How 'bout that. Huh. Wow. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So great... the Komen people or whoever they are are getting this great research funding... and they don't know how to find the cause of breast cancer. Oh and they treat it like other cancers with barbaric medicine and chemo and radiation. Oh and it comes back so your breasts get cut off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, there is preventable, PREVENTABLE cardiovascular disease!! You just have to be aware and get screened! Look at those top 3 on the graph - QUIT SMOKING.... KNOW YOUR CHOLESTEROL.... AVOID type II diabetes... GET A STRESS TEST.... CONTROL YOUR BLOOD PRESSURE.... GET SCREENED FOR ATHEROSCLEROSIS WITH A SIMPLE ULTRASOUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have a clogged artery, can't fight the genetics? We have stents. and bypass. and so many many many things... and none of it involves cutting off body tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, serious Seattle, Washington, United States, North America.... you have a top killer, far more deadly and prevalant than breast cancer, cardiovascular disease which is also mostly preventable, and you want to frickin smoke and eat and drink your way to death. And buy your smokes and eats and drinks in F'in PINK SHOPPING BAGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT is what annoys me at the store, and on the radio, and on the TV. All these well-meaning people running around with out of control type II diabetes and high cholesterol with their pink t-shirts on just waiting for a huge myocardial infarction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.newsweek.com/blogs/thehumancondition/archive/2009/10/13/seeing-red-in-pink-products-one-woman-s-fight-against-breast-cancer-consumerism.aspx"&gt;at least some people try to fight the breast cancer consumerism&lt;/a&gt;... but obviously without much success. And these are women who have fought the cancer themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong. I know a lot of women who have fought breast cancer and some have lost the fight. It is horrific, and personal, and just awful. I also know a lot of people who have had other types of cancer. Prostate. Colon. Skin. Many family members have died slow painful deaths from cancer. Research and funding is so important... but raising "Awareness"... by using consumerism? Swiffer? Alcohol? Pink shopping bags?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-6372452582949132525?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6372452582949132525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=6372452582949132525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6372452582949132525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6372452582949132525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/breast-cancer-awareness-month-wtf.html' title='BREAST CANCER AWARENESS MONTH WTF'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjOxipiyqPc/StVQ7vDiSGI/AAAAAAAAABU/eBrCPyBEAUQ/s72-c/think_pink_breast_cancer_shirts-p235929104371174707yqt2_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-2314577001461800425</id><published>2009-10-12T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:18:48.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><title type='text'>workin</title><content type='html'>i woke up in the wee hours of the morning really feverish and sick and nauseated....head stuffed up... all that good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to sleep sometime this morning but it wasn't restful. i did some work from home, but at about 1 pm i got an email from work subject line: "help!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sick day for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2314577001461800425?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2314577001461800425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=2314577001461800425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2314577001461800425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/2314577001461800425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/workin.html' title='workin'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-2588677105807898746</id><published>2009-10-11T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T00:11:04.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><title type='text'>cuz thats my funday</title><content type='html'>i was disappointed that we had zero kids in sunday school today but it turned out to be okay because it gave me the opportunity to get to know someone who is new at church who never talks very much.&lt;br /&gt;song time went okay, i played the drums for all the songs instead of switching back and forth to the piano, but our guitarist does not do so well still (ya two years later) by himself. sooo, i dunno, maybe that is a hopeless cause. we have three. THREE. . . . practices a week. the singers probably need like, one. i need like ,a half of one. but three still isnt enough for him to remember or play right. so i dont know... frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church Tyler invited us over for lunch and fed us meat. i dont really know what it was, i guess roast? -- but it was just like big chunks of meat. on some bread. and i dont eat meat very often, or like at all usually, unless its tiny chunks of chicken in my tacos, so i was full for like eternity. i'm still full. i could live for like another couple of days without eating. my stomach is like WHAT did you DO to me.&lt;br /&gt;and i had water. so, that was an interesting meal. i guess it really is true that bachelor's just cook meat for meals. he hunts so maybe he shot the...cow..wait maybe it wasnt cow. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a busy day because after that josh and i and a friend drove down to seattle which was fun. we had double date time which i had not done in a long time... we went out to dinner. but i was still full. so that was kind of pointless except for the social aspect. we also sat for a long time talking in a coffee shop, which is a very seattle thing to do. in a seattle's best coffeeshop no less. and walked around marymoore park...and looked at the fall colors. which are not really as awesome here as new england, which made me miss new england, so i was sad for a few minutes, but then i found a giant windmill in the park for no apparent reason which made me forget my troubles like a bridge over waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my friend loaded up my mac with a bunch of software, for free, which is awesome... i haven't installed it all yet but i will. oh, i will. and then i will have the creative suite. and open office. and a bunch of other awesome stuff. and just you wait. ....for i don't know what. but just you wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also saw blue ray for the first time. i don't know if just don't watch HDTV (i thought i did though?) or if blueray is better than HD or what, but it was pretty cool. batman was jumping out at me. i still have only seen the first five minutes of the movie "Batman the dark knight" and that is as far as i will ever get probably. everyone was like "it's so awesome!!" so then i expect it to be awesome in the first five minutes and then i'm like....meh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had way too much coffee today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drive home josh drove and i was drifting in and out of sleep even though five iron frenzy was cranked pretty loud. car rides put me to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2588677105807898746?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/2588677105807898746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>engagement party</title><content type='html'>went to a friend's engagement party today&lt;br /&gt;had really good mexican food and margaritas and sangria&lt;br /&gt;met the families and bridal party&lt;br /&gt;ate more food&lt;br /&gt;we left after being there six hours&lt;br /&gt;but the party was still going strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, if that is how drunk* the groomsmen get at the engagement party, the wedding reception is NOT going to be pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i noticed $120 bottles of tequila -- they like top shelf -- the bottles were empty after only an hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there is little old me with my little lime margarita. and my camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-8295448256665105925?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8295448256665105925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=8295448256665105925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8295448256665105925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8295448256665105925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/engagement-party.html' title='engagement party'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-7301331705547082654</id><published>2009-10-09T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:50:55.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>helper is helpless</title><content type='html'>i have had some really sad stories this week. &lt;br /&gt;every patient has a story, but these ones are truly heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;and there is only so much i can do, and so much the social workers can do,&lt;br /&gt;and beyond that - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i don't really know how to explain it. like this one patient, at the point in her life when her kids and family should be helping her and caretaking, instead they are taking her money and neglecting her and... TOTALLY taking advantage of her. I'm sure they have been abusing her, they are angry people, it's just sad. and she says things like "i deserve it" or "i don't say anything because i'm guilty"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have noticed a recurring theme, and i hate to say it, but it is true this week with these particular people, these patients have made poor life decisions in the past and it is catching up with them. drug abuse, poor choices in relationships, addiction issues, quitting school, neglecting children... allowing people into their lives who shouldn't be. anger, resentment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now they are facing end of life issues, and they are helpless to care for themselves and manage the things they used to now that they are sick and weak. through the 20s, 30s, 40s, they were able to take care of themselves. broken relationships, could handle on their own. not letting addiction get in the way too much, handle on their own. holding down jobs, handle on their own. dealing with their kids or troublesome boyfriends/girlfriends, handle on their own. making money, being successful, all on their own strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they didn't "need" God. they didn't "need" unconditional love. they didn't need a church. "I just wanted to be a good person, and I can do that and I have been." or "I just wanted to have fun, religion holds you back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another patient was telling me "I thought I had time to figure out God Stuff later. And now I don't have time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really -- honestly, a huge part of my job is extending life. Transplants, mechanical hearts, etc. -- they all give you a SECOND chance at life. And yet this week I saw someone throw their second chance away with a second-round of alcohol/drug abuse. "It makes me feel good" "It's how I cope" ... "I feel overwhelmed, its the only thing I turn to" ....At that split second before facing your own demise, you'd think it'd change your mind, your heart. Oh look, my body can't do this living thing on it's own, I can't do this on my own, I cry out to who for help? That patient cried out to God. I heard them do it. Well here is their second chance, and they still try it on their own. When God is so THERE, I mean, like, so SIMPLE to turn it over to Jesus. Just rest in Him. Find forgiveness. Find peace. Find grace, real grace, the kind that is unconditional love, that changes you and your family, the God that answers your prayers, the One that is always faithful... It's not just your physical body that needs God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think about the decisions we make when we are young, and how important they are. Especially relationships. Who we allow into our lives, and especially who we choose to spend the rest of our life with. Oh sure, falling in love is easy to do. Even getting serious and settling down, people can totally do that without God. Then you just figure it all out later, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not "figure it out" before? Why not have a real relationship with God, some real morality, and make good decisions for your future before you mess everything up? Why not let God in earlier? &lt;br /&gt;Do they think He would've ruined everything? Ruined all their fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow what fun divorce was after having two kids. What fun finding out Mr. Right was Mr. Doesn't love God or you, maybe at first, until a sexier girl comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun addictions were, and depression, and neglecting your children. What great things to go through alone and on your own strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun it is now to be alone. In a hospital bed. Talking about your life with a stranger, a nurse, who is paid to be there, who you just met yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7301331705547082654?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7301331705547082654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=7301331705547082654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7301331705547082654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7301331705547082654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/helper-is-helpless.html' title='helper is helpless'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-8668873850133904165</id><published>2009-10-08T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:55:34.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>autumn soundtrack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.playlist.com/playlist/17684873739"&gt;http://www.playlist.com/playlist/17684873739&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep listening to this playlist. It is good times. And fall sounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I convinced the worship leader to let me a do a punk rock beat on the drums this Sunday for one of the songs. I don't know if I should tell you which song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, it's Fairest Lord Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-8668873850133904165?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8668873850133904165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=8668873850133904165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8668873850133904165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8668873850133904165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/autumn-soundtrack.html' title='autumn soundtrack'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-7665734395531826250</id><published>2009-10-07T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:47:03.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>swollen knee</title><content type='html'>Today was a long day at work. A ton of staff called in sick. I had a bunch of patients in clinic who had fevers and i was like STAY AWAY FROM ME SWINE FLU KILLAHS! Well, I didn't shout that at them. I just shoved masks onto their faces and left the room. Poor patients. But let me remind you, I do CHF clinic. Not fever clinic. CHF does not involve fevers. Ever. At all. Which is why I work with CHF patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is probably why we have a lot of staff out, actually. Everyone is being told to stay home if they are sick, even the slightest sniffle and people jump ten feet away from you. Yup, swine flu has hit our county hard the past couple of weeks. And I still don't care. At. All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I don't work in infectious disease, I work in cardiology, so I ignored most of the clinic patients and worked on a lot of admissions for CHF or PTCAs. Although I did have one random head trauma admission that I stumbled upon. Like, literally, collapsed on the sidewalk and banged his head open and I was the lucky first nurse on the scene. It's happened before a few times that I've been a first responder like, wherever, and it always amazes me the lack of response and/or common sense amongst the common people standing around the victim. It usually goes as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nurse! We need a nurse!"&lt;br /&gt;"He fell!"&lt;br /&gt;"We just found him like this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the poor person is lying on the concrete with blood gushing out of his head. It looked like a frickin CSI scene or some Tarentino aftermath and I am immediately annoyed that no one is holding pressure to it and god knows HOW LONG his head has been gushing blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long as he been bleeding?" (as i use my lab coat to smoosh his head blood gushing gash)&lt;br /&gt;"Uhhh... since he fell."&lt;br /&gt;"Which was..."&lt;br /&gt;"Uhhh.. " "uuh?" "Uuuh! A few minutes ago!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patient ended up being somewhat OK. At first he was not even oriented to anything, I mean he was on a spaceship and his name was Sally for all he knew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO annoyed with the ignorant dopes right now. AHEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of admission orders, H&amp;Ps and IV lasix pushes later it was the end of my shift. My knee is complaining and aches a ton, my back hurts from manhandling \/LOC patients around and my head is woozy from lack of blood sugar. I go to my desk. There is a 18 inch stack of pharmacy and clinic papers in the inbox. I punch in my 1234 code to the phone. Robot voice lady tells me "You have, TWEN-tee, NEW, voicemahils." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bang my head on the desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up and I hear "Uhhh, we just found her like this!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-7665734395531826250?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/7665734395531826250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=7665734395531826250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7665734395531826250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/7665734395531826250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/swollen-knee.html' title='swollen knee'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-4105848025630006507</id><published>2009-10-06T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:17:23.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>awesome space pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://scienceray.com/astronomy/the-10-most-awesome-pictures-taken-from-outer-space/"&gt;http://scienceray.com/astronomy/the-10-most-awesome-pictures-taken-from-outer-space/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-8088851273002215092</id><published>2009-10-06T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:52:15.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>ack!</title><content type='html'>i about froze my face off this morning walking into work.&lt;br /&gt;we jumped from happy jacket weather to OMG SCARF MUFFLER HAT GLOVES WOOL SOCKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-8088851273002215092?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8088851273002215092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=8088851273002215092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8088851273002215092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8088851273002215092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/ack.html' title='ack!'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-644335504039610520</id><published>2009-10-06T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:12:56.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>food pics</title><content type='html'>I found this article and the pictures made me think of cassie and kate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/hgTPv"&gt;http://bit.ly/hgTPv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't actually read it but it was the pictures that i knew you would love - yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-644335504039610520?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/644335504039610520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=644335504039610520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/644335504039610520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/644335504039610520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/food-pics.html' title='food pics'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-3592649263899809092</id><published>2009-10-05T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:56:10.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>full house</title><content type='html'>josh made a comment to me the other day that was a pretty "true dat" moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first moved up here i was pretty lonely (except for the whole newlywed phase thing) because i didn't know anyone and was hours from my friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;josh knew some people but a lot of them were just church or college friends that moved away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh commented the other day that we have friends now. good friends. and people around who come to our house and hang out, and it is just good times. and we have good people at church. and that is an answer to prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-3592649263899809092?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3592649263899809092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=3592649263899809092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special event'/><title type='text'>funeral</title><content type='html'>sometimes being married to the pastor can be funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh came home from a funeral graveside service the other day, and i was like oh how did it go? and he was like it went really good, except for one part i really messed up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like oh no, what happened, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was like, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the message and the prayer, i said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and now we will have a time where people can share their memories of _____,&lt;br /&gt;does anyone have anything they are &lt;i&gt;dying&lt;/i&gt; to share?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-2292764421207594672?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-3025235986147555806</id><published>2009-10-02T14:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:12:41.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>also of note</title><content type='html'>also of note, &lt;br /&gt;i will be back to blogging more often,&lt;br /&gt;and generally live a happier, &lt;br /&gt;more content life,&lt;br /&gt;no longer depressed,&lt;br /&gt;wish i could quit my job,&lt;br /&gt;but i can't,&lt;br /&gt;so i will keep working,&lt;br /&gt;but at night i will write,&lt;br /&gt;and take photos,&lt;br /&gt;and cook good food,&lt;br /&gt;and love my husband,&lt;br /&gt;and read the Bible and pray,&lt;br /&gt;and love my church,&lt;br /&gt;and teach the kids on the weekend,&lt;br /&gt;and life will be peaceful,&lt;br /&gt;and restful,&lt;br /&gt;for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- there is no more sun until probably April or May 2010 which cuts down on outside distractions and projects and travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- it's rainy out a lot and the drizzle is comforting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- it's friggin cold outside (boo!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i'm cutting back on my commitments/activities because of BURNOUT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ my 365 photo project will be done at the end of October (so tired of looking at my face. srsly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i get to start on my annual &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NanoWrimo project&lt;/a&gt; in November! I have enjoyed this so much the past 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i pulled out all my tea and coffee and cocoa set and it sits out all the time now for everyone to enjoy a nice hot beverage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i like halloween and fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ soon it will be thanksgiving and good food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ soon it will be Christmas which will be full of decorations and lights and celebrations and Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i'm going to take Josh out on dates because he has done that for me the past couple of months and it was really fun ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i may actually paint the living room.... nahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ maybe i will finally find a cheap sewing machine. still looking. that would open up a whole new world of good home/house stuff to do that i've wanted to do for a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-3025235986147555806?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3025235986147555806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=3025235986147555806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3025235986147555806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3025235986147555806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/also-of-note.html' title='also of note'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-3462271972469798293</id><published>2009-10-02T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T14:51:32.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>free jacket</title><content type='html'>Me and Josh were hanging out in Leavenworth, WA earlier in the year, i think it was in April, we went walking around the trails and the river and there was this brand new, clean shiny white jacket lying on the ground on one of the trails. Washingtonians are known for their "layers" and it must've gotten lost/separated from it's owner somehow. I've done that before with a nice polar fleece that is possibly still somewhere in the Olympic National Rainforest. Maybe a baby tree is growing out of it now. Or some exotic moss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual Washington layers for me this time of year are as follows: rain jacket, polar fleece, tshirt and long sleeved tee under that, but I'm still always cold. Then you go somewhere slightly warmer and you start shedding layers. Then you go back outside and start putting on layers again. My layers may be more in the Alaska category, but I get so cold! I wear above-knee thick socks under my jeans this time of year, too. I really belong somewhere warm but I would miss all of the green. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I figure some lady had this nice NorthFace jacket tied to her backpack or around her waist and didn't notice that it fell off. We never did run into anyone on the rest of the trail to ask, nor on the way back, so finders keepers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I hadn't used the jacket much this summer since it was so unusually, &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32199224"&gt;record-breaking, sweltering, hot hot hot&lt;/a&gt;. But now that is most decidedly fall, I have been wearing it around the house a lot (because I am cheap and gas is expensive). It's so &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;soft&lt;/span&gt;... so fuzzy... so luxurious... so warm... ahhhh. Even outside I didn't feel the bite of the chilly wind. What IS THIS MAGIC FABRIC! So I looked up online to see why it's different than my other polar fleece jackets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's better because it's like retailing for $200. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you random lady for the nice jacket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to wear my long sleeved patagonia zip up shirt underneath it, which was also free because I got it out of their "defect" bin. I still haven't found the defect though?? Saved me $40 though! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-3462271972469798293?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3462271972469798293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=3462271972469798293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3462271972469798293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3462271972469798293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/10/free-jacket.html' title='free jacket'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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title='september'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-4787745253774738343</id><published>2009-09-11T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:33:30.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work pretty much sucked all my creativity and social life out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overtimeovertimeovertime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-4787745253774738343?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-3632908004815529434</id><published>2009-09-01T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:16:11.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week at work is pretty out of control. blah.&lt;br /&gt;overtime. blah.&lt;br /&gt;not enough time to do things that need to be done. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to stay home and bake bread in the oven. i feel fall coming on, too. which is exciting, because i love change, but also sad, because summer was so short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-3632908004815529434?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3632908004815529434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=3632908004815529434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3632908004815529434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3632908004815529434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-week-at-work-is-pretty-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-8188997819631923582</id><published>2009-08-29T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:37:49.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>i'm old</title><content type='html'>i'm old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bookmarks folder in my firefox browser is now just a recipe folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, wait, no i'm not old yet, i'm not reading or watching the news or listening to talk radio. the only way i get news is through my friend's facebook updates or conan obrien's monologue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-8188997819631923582?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/8188997819631923582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=8188997819631923582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8188997819631923582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/8188997819631923582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-old.html' title='i&apos;m old'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-5943255078026213791</id><published>2009-08-26T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:39:42.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><title type='text'>autoimmuning</title><content type='html'>i had a few really good weeks almost asthma-free - no colds, no wheezing, no aching joints, no coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now it's over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-5943255078026213791?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5943255078026213791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=5943255078026213791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5943255078026213791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5943255078026213791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/08/autoimmuning.html' title='autoimmuning'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-5730785954549171583</id><published>2009-08-19T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:06:24.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>young nurse</title><content type='html'>I've been a registered nurse for awhile now, which is cool, and I now have experience and continuing education credits and certifications and whatnots, and I know stuff. I've even branched out into three specialties - heart failure, transplant and peripheral arterial disease. That's a lot of stuff to learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I know stuff, I've done stuff, I've held hands, I've done procedures and a lot of things I could do in my sleep now because I've done them so much. I've worked five days a week for the last three years with tons of overtime and extra weekend conferences and evening training. Things that used to be so hard, terrifying, that would keep me up at night for hours and hours worrying over how to do them or what I would say, now seem totally old hat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had clinic today, which is a ridiculous way to follow-up with patients in my opinion, but apparently a long-standing tradition with medical clinics. Basically, patients show up, wait in a waiting room for a long time, for only a 15 minute appointment. A medical assistant takes their weight and blood pressure, sits them in a tiny room where they wait some more. Then a doctor appears (eventually) and may or may not listen to their problem and then scribbles something on a pad of paper for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My clinic runs a little different and longer because we are a multi-disciplinary team for severe heart conditions, including a pharmacist and a MD and sometimes other specialist like a surgeon or ARNP, but still, there really isn't enough time during that visit to LISTEN to the patient and do everything and assess everything the patient will need to live the next 3 months of their life and actually know why we are treating and what for and what the plan is. So, the 15 minute appointments are actually 30 minutes or more, so by the end of the day we are like HOURS behind. I've literally had clinic run 3 hours late by the end of the day. Maybe little family practice places where they are seeing sniffly noses can go day to day like that but we certainly don't do well with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was giving a sweet little old patient some outpatient treatment today after their visit (another thing to set me behind) and as I was starting their IV they kept making all these comments like "OH, you did that SO well! Good job!" and just weird comments like that. I finally asked, "Were you a nursing instructor?" because, I don't know, it just seemed that way they were acting a little weird like they were watching a student do something for the first time, cheering them on, whereas I was like thinking "blah blah, IV lasix 80 mg IVP is 8 cc's of...borrring". The patient was like, "well, I am just so proud they are letting high school students into the nursing profession, because I know they are so short on nurses. So it makes sense. I'm proud of you for pursuing a career so early in life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of chuckled, and was like well I'm feeling kind of flattered that you think I'm so young, and I've actually been working at this facility for three years, and I graduated nursing school when I was 22, but working in the nursing field for 8 years now, but not during high school. The patient said something about how I'm still young and that he was still proud of me, even though I'm not in high school. It was kind of weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But made me think, I am glad I have found a career I really love. I'm glad I got out of college on time and am able to just enjoy working and learning. I'm glad I have experience now so that not quite everything terrifies me and keeps me up late at night. I'm totally burnt out already, but my coworkers have all gone through what I'm going through now and are encouraging. I have responsibilities, I get a paycheck, and I get to care for and educate patients and do pretty exciting things. All in all, not a bad gig. And I still can pass for a high schooler to people with glaucoma. Excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps ..k but seriously, someone needs to invent something besides "clinic" days. i was reading an australian report on heart failure clinics that visited people at their homes.... but figured out that wouldn't work up here with all the rural areas we treat in WA and all the gas money... . i hate clinic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-5730785954549171583?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/5730785954549171583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=5730785954549171583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5730785954549171583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/5730785954549171583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/08/young-nurse.html' title='young nurse'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-3316168879993689924</id><published>2009-08-16T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:58:19.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'>waterslides</title><content type='html'>we had our first youth outing as an official youth group yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waterslide park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so this one time me and tessa went on all these terrifying roller coasters at six flag ( no flags no fun!! ) and there was this superman ride or something and it was ridiculous and i was scarred for life. and i was like, man, nothing could ever be that scary... that terrifying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i realized some things as yesterday i slid to what i thought at the end of the waterslide would be my black watery grave:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waterslides are a lot like roller coaster in the fact that they combine speed and sharp turns and that feeling of being out of control as well as enclosing you in a small space, and sometimes it was completely pitch black and other times it would flip you over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add to my fears of feeling out of control, speed, heights (like on rollercoasters) and then include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear of water and drowning&lt;br /&gt;fear of germs&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;there is no seatbelt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids LOVED it. we are totally going to do another event!! just something less....waterslide-ish....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-3316168879993689924?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/3316168879993689924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=3316168879993689924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3316168879993689924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/3316168879993689924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/08/waterslides.html' title='waterslides'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-4933906795558641844</id><published>2009-08-12T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T23:03:22.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>clogging with the train?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-JeL2BGWSeM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-JeL2BGWSeM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i think, well, i could have taken up a worse hobby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-4933906795558641844?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/4933906795558641844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=4933906795558641844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4933906795558641844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/4933906795558641844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/08/clogging-with-train.html' title='clogging with the train?'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888860.post-6667955336434546365</id><published>2009-08-10T23:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:40:13.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>forgiveness enough</title><content type='html'>please pardon the horrible grammar/spelling in this very rambly post. i didnt edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have calmed a bit at work. due to hippa law i can't tell you anything about anything, but let's just say certain patients with certain problems were sent to certain specialists to get certain things inserted into their bodies which is always a source of celebration around these parts in organ failure land. whether it be mechanical or from a donor, it gives you a second chance of life and is a controversial miracle. oh how i wish i could share the incredible stories!! and just how happy and awesome it is! and how emotionally draining and yet fulfilling and energizing it is to work as a nurse in this field - all at the same time, weirdness and happiness and despair and laughter, all at once... usually i only have one or two patients like this every few months, this month i had four! all at once! eek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was incredibly uneventful at work, but i realized just how far behind emergent things put you... with non-emergent things. like paperwork. and phone calls to insurance. and phone calls to pharmacies. and phone calls to chronic dz pts. and more paperwork. and charting. oh and more charting. and more fighting with insurance. oh and the staff is super upset and stressed out from last week, so everyone is calling in sick, and the nursing assistants take frequent smoke breaks and are rarely available to their well, uhm, JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all adds up. just today i had 75 calls on my phone from patients. all little things, requests, questions about results, prognosis, family members, concerns, worries. it seemed every call someone had something kind of bad going on in their life, medical or otherwise - it made me feel small talking to them, offering what reassurance or answers i could. i thought, dude, here i spent the weekend with a bit of a bad cold (stupid summer colds) and feeling sorry for myself and especially pitiful Sunday morning, having a bit (or a two hour long) of an emotional meltdown from all the stress at work of the previous week, the whole "oh i just can't face another week again" deal, and of course it all faded within a few hours and i was myself again (except for the stuffy nose). i hugged my ever-cheerful husband who loves me inspite of the above noted emotional outburst, i also prayed to my Rock and my Salvation who is my Comforter. i remembered all the blessings He has provided, especially all the happy edible reminders out in the garden which shimmer in the sunshine. and i felt small. and humbled. and today again, so small, so humble. For whatever reason, God has blessed me. I do not know why He chose me to bless, i do not deserve it. but He does. and He continues to. talking with all these patients, who have so many, many urgent problems or pain or illness right in their face right now - i just, i have it so easy i think. so so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard about this guy that Josh was reading to me about on Saturday night -  there was this really sick guy, and his friends and family grew more concerned about his condition, and he was in and out of the hospital, and they took him to every doctor and medical clinic and specialist, and finally his condition grew worse and worse until he was weaker, and weaker, and in pain all the time, and finally he was paralyzed. his mother and father despaired for him, for he had so many dreams and they had so many dreams for him and what he would become. his brothers and friends swore to find him a cure, and they gave their hard earned money and gave of their time searching the country and even overseas for any treatment, anyone who could shed light on the cause of his illness. test after test, treatment after treatment, nothing, it just got worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, they heard of a religious teacher who had healed people of their illnesses. nothing else had worked - they made the journey to find him. there were throngs of people surrounding the building, it was impossible to get inside, especially with a paralyzed guy. but the brothers would not give up - they dug through a frickin ROOF. Yah, they like, chopped up the roof and put a huge hole in some guy's roof. i dunno if it was because they really had faith in the teacher, that he was really God, or if they were just desperate for answers, for hope - but they did it. Broke probably a bunch of laws like trespassing, destroying property, endangering people who were below them when a roof caved in -- but they didn't care. they were like screw it, my brother needs help. no one else can help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the teacher saw them and the paralyzed guy, he said, "Son, your sins are forgiven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hush fell over the crowd - seriously? i mean, that's nice and all, but, isn't this guy's REAL problem kind of obvious? like, hello, he has a serious disease here... he's paralyzed... he's in pain... he is not the person that he should be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i would like to just leave the story here. that it where i left it. for a few minutes at least. you're in pain. you are weak. you are paralyzed now after battling this illness for years and years. you just think, if only i could see God face to face, if he could really see me and know what i am going through, he would heal me. he would change all of this. his whole family prayed for YEARS - years - for his healing and his relief from this disease. they dug through a frickin roof i still can't believe it - and God told the guy "Your sins are forgiven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we do &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=48&amp;chapter=2&amp;version=31"&gt;know the rest of the story&lt;/a&gt;, the guy was healed. but what if we didn't know the rest of the story. what if it was just left at, "your sins are forgiven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it is the end of the story. "your sins are forgiven" - is that enough for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888860-6667955336434546365?l=hotpastorswife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/feeds/6667955336434546365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888860&amp;postID=6667955336434546365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6667955336434546365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888860/posts/default/6667955336434546365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpastorswife.blogspot.com/2009/08/yawn.html' title='forgiveness enough'/><author><name>hotpastorswife</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
