A name has been chosen.

My baby is officially "THE BLUE ZEPHYR".

BZ or Zephyr for short.

Yes, there's a joke in there, and no, I'm not going to explain it. Trust me, it wouldn't be funny to you.

I still haven't made my mind up about vanity plates. I didn't brave the RMV today, the wait times were close to two hours. I'll try first thing tomorrow morning, which gives me more time to decide on the plates issue.

Wish me luck that I get out of there with wallet and sanity mostly intact!

Futility...

...is arguing with an 11-year-old girl on the sexism of all the "girls" doing the "boys'" make-up before play performances. Yes, I started getting worked up about it. Sorry, it just pissed me off.

Pic of mah bebeh!

Isn't she pretty? Of course it had to rain last night...

Any name suggestions?

She has a point.

Silver points out the oddity of sexual segregation.

WHEEEEELS!

I haz dem.

Wow, two months without a car is an eye-opener, lemme tell ya.

I got an excellent deal on an immaculate '02 Honda Accord sedan, Carfax report and all vehicle maintenance records included.

The car only has 76 K on it.

Can't beat that! Of course, on Monday I have the joy of letting the Commonwealth of Massachusetts rape me my wallet.

Anyway, the light is really bad for pics right now, but I'll try to get some good ones tomorrow to post. Also, any name suggestions (after viewing the pics, natch) will be considered. The car is blue and has a spoiler, *rowr*.

I'm debating whether to spend money on vanity plates. I never have, but have always wanted to.

Hmmm....

LMT-RN
RN-LMT
MTRN14
RN&LMT (I don't know if special symbols are permitted. Must do more research!)

What do y'all think?

H/T to Ruth for setting my feet on the proper path. Without her, I'd not have this car!

Hey, it made me laugh.

Best electronic bank sign, seen outside a local bank:

"Pop in anytime!
(Except when we're closed.)"

So...

I cathed my first patient today.

Granted, "Mrs. Smith" was made of rubber and plastic, but STILL. My instructor was pleased.

And hey, at least "Mrs. Smith" couldn't mutter about how my semi-inept fumblings "down theah" reminded her of her late husband, God rest his soul. 'Cause that would have been awkward. ;)

Overheard at the Spa...

after the massage:

"Wow, that's the best massage I've had since I was in Southeast Asia! Yeah, for the equivalent of $2.50, you'd get acupuncture, a massage, and a happy ending...hey, I was 23 and a hotshot Navy pilot, whadda ya gonna do?"

(nothing except stifle my laughter ;))

*whew*

I survived my first week of nursing school. Do I get a t-shirt?

The word I heard most often from my fellow students is "overwhelmed". I used it (much) more than once, myself! I really believe this semester must be another "weeding out" phase. Why should the school invest a bunch of time and effort into teaching someone, only to have them fail at the end? It makes more sense to throw us into the deep end at the beginning of the program.
I keep hearing, "If we can make it through this semester, we can make it to the end!"

I hope they're right!

I'll have my pic taken on Monday when I'm in my uniform. I might even post it here...;)

Oh, and whoever thinks online classes are easy, YOU ARE A MORON! Just sayin'...

Fangirl SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Last night directly after my Nursing Assessment lab, I had the privilege of meeting one of my favorite authors EVAR...

LARRY CORREIA!!!!!

He not only writes supremely entertaining fantasy/sci-fi/noir/alt-history/thrillers filled with humor and gunnie goodness, he is extremely funny, eloquent, and just all-around NICE in person.

And he's tall. No, really.

 I'm 5'5" and I was wearing boots with a 2-inch heel.

Thanks to the efforts and madness of Jay G., after the event at the bookstore, we decamped to a restaurant and had dinner with Larry. Let me just say I haven't laughed that much in a long time. 

So, if you get the opportunity, I highly recommend that you jump on the chance to meet Larry while he's out on tour, and BUY AND READ HIS BOOKS. There are links on his blog. Okay? Okay.

 
 

Being without a vehicle...

has its ups and downs.

Riding my bike to work? Excellent.

Riding my bike over the overpass/freeway on-ramp that's closed to pedestrians, equestrians, and bicyclists? Nerve wracking.

Riding my bike to the back of the spa to lock it up and almost getting flattened by a rampaging garbage truck? Terrifying.

Getting to work in seven minutes? FUCKING AWESOME.