What Ya Have!

Two trips down to the big Alt, for me, in one month is unheard of....but that's what happened...My oldest brother and his wife came to visit, (I am a middle child, that's half my problem) my brother is absolutely crazy about ancient Egypt, and can truly tell you anything about that time period. So we took him downtown to see the the Tutankhamen exhibit, I was so excited that he got to see this.The weather was horrible, lots of storms.... We had lunch at the Varsity, you should never go to Atlanta without eating at the Varsity. They have been serving the best indigestion for eighty years, it's intense... they start screaming,"What ya Have"? soon as you walk in the door...and if you don't know what you want, they will pass you by...I guess, it's Atlanta's version of the soup Nazi , only with southern accents....It's not Burger King...or for the faint of heart....these people are very intimidating.

A little Varsity History:

It's the worlds largest drive-in, it can park 600 cars and seat 800 people....

The oldest car hop was a man named Flossie Mae, he worked there for over fifty years, his hats were amazing and he sang the menu...

Nipsy Russell started out as a car hop

On any given day, 2 miles of hot dogs, 2500 pounds of potato's, 5000 fried pies, and 300 gallons of chili are served.

The Varsity is an Atlanta Tradition, and if your ever in my neck of the woods, y'all gotta check it out...........

Public Apology (Kinda)

I posted something the other day on my humility of a Resume post, and I am afraid I may have offended people...To anyone I have offended I am deeply sorry....I am not the kind of person who thinks before speaking, or in this case blogging...my friends say I have an outside voice and most definitely speak what's on my mind......This is very true, not always the best thing....but it's me......I made a comment about people not liking to work with an obese person with halitosis in that post and that comment has actually bothered me.... First of all, I don't want to offend anyone who is struggling with weight issues...this is a very sensitive subject to me for many reason, I have struggled with weight problems my entire adult life...Always needing to lose weight, and not in a I got to drop ten pounds before swimsuit season either...more like...where in the world are they going to get enough material to cover my butt for a swimsuit....way.......At my heaviest I weighed 284lbs.....I WAS the obese co-worker (without the halitosis).It wasn't until I bought a size 22 dress that I knew I needed a change.....I started cutting my meals in half and lost over one hundred pounds...Every day continues to be a struggle...on a stressful day or a really hormonal day, food isn't safe around me....Tuesday, I ate six chocolate covered marshmallow bunnies between Wal-Mart and my home ( about two miles). Carrot sticks and celery will never taste like that.....I will struggle with this problem as long as I live, or until fat is the new thin.....Either way it not a joking matter, and I hope no one was offended.........

Sincerly,
The Queen

Yes, It's about the bird!

I promise, I will try to stop blogging about the bird until the babies are born, but we think we know what she is....after much debate and a lot of searching, Donna brought in her Audubon book and Sandy narrowed it down.....We actually had sedated patients wanting to take a look at this little creature and take a guess (that was funny)....It was a group effort....The vote was a House Finch....And as of today, my frisky little feathered friend, had herself two more eggs.....
YOU GO GIRL!

Mama Bird....What a trooper!

When I got home today my husband was waiting...The man who acts like he could care less about this little bird, has been checking in on her....He meet me at the door and said, "Look what your friend left you today". To our surprise, this tiny creature had mustered up the energy to lay TWO more eggs, for a total of FOUR.....I feel like she deserves a treat or a prize or maybe an awnings over her little nest...Something........

See earlier post

My Little Friend/ Update

Mama and her little peanut M&M babies are resting comfortably, I have made a friend.... She actually let me take her picture....We think she might be a finch or a wren...not sure...all I do know is this...compared to the miniature lights beside her head, she's not much bigger than her little eggs.....

See Friday, March 20th post for the full story.....

Saturday's Lesson/ Shock and Awe

Saturday was very busy around the Palace, The King (A.K.A. Mr Queen ) had decided he was going to do yard work and that included cutting down a tree....A big tree...one that he felt was shading our garden too much...He needed the hired help...unfortunately for me, I AM THE HIRED HELP....Now, my husband knows that I am very, very Prissy, but every time he gets his chainsaw or tiller or whatever MAN contraption he has out, he thinks my name is Jim or Bob or Ray and apparently, I instantly grow testicle's....Just because I grew up in the mountains and had too work hard.....I am here to tell you... this is not so.......(I gave mine back the day I moved)I was quick to remind him (several times) I would much rather be doing something else.....I was unloading my trillionths load of wood, when I heard my beloved say..."This little tree saw a nine year drought, about forty nine years ago". "Um hum, how do know that Daniel Boone". I replied.

First of all, that was a stupid question on my part, because my husband came out of the womb working with wood...If I ever want to turn him on, I say things like Curly Maple or Birch Burl and if I'm really feeling daring I might trow in a African Mahogany (but only on special occasions).

Well, he began to show me....apparently, the close squiggly lines means a drought...Then he gave the history of the tree, and what the indians would have used it for.....What SHOCKED me was his next response...."This is what you should put on that thing you have". I was very confused... Was he talking about my BLOG?...Is he serious?....All this time, and I thought he was clueless to my blog obsessions.....He said, that this stuff is important, much more so than purses and make-up (does he really think I am that shallow). If my husband thinks this tree is blog worthy...then by all means...I will oblige him....

P.S. I do however hear the new Louis Vuitton Spring Collection calling my name.... Anyone for a new purse......

Spring has Sprung

It's official, spring has finally arrived, we have made it through another winter (in Georgia, that's not really a big deal)..... Birds are laying their eggs and soon the babies will be chirping... In the evenings, you can hear the frogs croaking in the creeks and ponds...The flowers and trees are starting to bloom, the beauty of spring is everywhere...Right?....Well, only if your among the handful of people who aren't looking through red, itchy, watery eyes who's swollen nasal passages and constant sneezing, and wheezing makes you wish you could skip spring and go straight to summer....I was feeling very nasally and... itchy...and....watery..and...sneezing...(I have just named half of the seven dwarfs), when my husband was going out to the store. "Are you sure you don't want to go". I sneezed and said "NO, thanks". One minute later he came back and said, "Do you know those trees by the front door that you are moving today?'' I looked up and he said, "Don't think that will work out". What we found was this.... two blue eggs the size of peanut M&M'S and one angry little mama bird watching us....She had laid her eggs in my (fake)ivy trees beside our front doors,and they were precious...my maternal hormones were all warm and fuzzy...over powering any swollen nasal passages....All of the sudden,spring is beautiful again.....

I will keep you posted on my new babies, and I will try to keep peace with their angry mama.....

Welcome Spring! And Welcome Back, You Lime Green Peril

The Elegant Orchid

The Orchid,The Queen of flowers (I like this name) a rare beauty full of myths and belief's from all over the world. The Chinese drank it's mixture believing it would cure coughs and lung diseases...The Aztec mixed it's vanilla with chocolate for power and strength....Victorian England simply thought it was a symbol of luxury....My husband bought this one for me several years ago, thinking it was a one time deal...I babied it, prayed over it, whispered sweet nothings into it's roots and vines, and this is what my outcome has been....A rare beauty indeed......

The humility of a Resume

So, this is the thing...The last time I submitted a resume it was 1980 something, There were no wrinkles on my face, my breast were still firm and I had plenty of get up and go...."WELL, GUESS WHAT"... I move at a slower pace and I wont even talk about what position my breast are in...What I will say is, the toll that updating my resume has put on me is painful....To me it's kinda like putting yourself on a auction block and waiting for someone to bid.....ANYONE.....Hoping that someone finds you or something about you attractive....You are selling your goods....But what do you do if your goods has a few miles on them, to me that says experience...to others that says...shes OLD... This has made me very nervous, and consumed my weary and twisted mind. I thought about how on paper it all looks appealing enough, you assume they are looking for the basics:

Is she qualified.....

Does she have the right education....

Does she have experience....

Is she professional....
(Let's face it, if you cant do blood, guts, poop and pee...Your probably not qualified)

This is what I think they really want to know:

Does she play well with others....

Does she have most of her original teeth....

How overweight is she....

Does her breath stink.....

(Com'on no body likes to work with a Bipolar obese person with halitosis )

Now, after great sweat and tears and my own bipolar meltdown, I wanted to add this to my own resume....But, I didn't

Lovely Nurse Ratchet type seeks employment.................

"Your Drama...My Trauma ".

Can catheterize blindfolded.......(That's skill right there)

No Vein to small........

But then I realized none of these really screamed "pick me, pick me".

My precious husband has worked at the same place with the SAME people for over thirty years

it's a small family run business, and he works with all MEN.....He's blown away by the hospital politics and little cliques that women get into, with their backstabbing and gossip. In his mind seniority should rule....sounds nice enough....of course, when all the guys at his shop are together, the big concern there...what to eat for lunch, and who's driving......Maybe, I should just learn to make furniture...

"I TOLD YOU THIS HAD SENT ME OVER THE EDGE"

A Quiet Birthday

Today, was my birthday, I woke up to a card from my husband about getting old...I never said he was a charmer...but he tries....Checked my email, had some very nice birthday greetings from some good friends....THANKS FRIENDS....And I had an even more interesting one from a NEW friend, apparently he had saw my profile on face book and the chemistry was magical....I was being promised moonlight walks and sunsets under waterfalls....he was smitten....."Oh, of course I looked him up". My curiosity was killing me, he looked about sixteen...All I could think of was that A).I reminded him of his mother.... or B). He doesn't care that I am married. or C). This kid has no clue that I'm on the back side of fifty...All I do know, is he was probably smoking crack when he was looking at my profile...If he was that turned on...... Of course my daughter quickly set me straight, telling me that these letters happen all the time, and it was probably some hoax.....Thanks for raining on my birthday parade.....(There went my sunset waterfall fantasy's).

Other than that small amount of middle age excitement my birthday was very low key...I did however manage to update my resume, something that hasn't been done in over fifteen years...I'll admit, I look pretty good on paper.....My evening ended with a lovely Italian dinner with my family, and a homemade fruit tart... my favorite.....MY DAUGHTER IS AWESOME....

Tonight, I will wash my face, access the damage that the past has caused. Thank God for my numerous blessing...Pray that this year, I do more for him than me...

Happy Birthday Angie

It Was A Nice Day!

My husband had had enough of seeing me stressed out and worried, and I'm pretty sure tired of the dark cloud that's been hanging over me for the past few days. Especially since I've been watching movies like One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest, Out of Africa and Terms of Endearment, and I was just about to watch THE SHINING when he said "HEY, let's do something today".(Personally I think he had visions of me walking around the house talking to my finger saying, REDRUM...REDRUM...)

So he decided it would be a great day to go downtown....to the big ATL...He was taking me to see the king....No, not Elvis ladies...King Tut....There is an amazing exhibit at the Atlanta Civic Center, Just to see things that are over 3000 yrs old is pretty incredible, they even had the bed that the boy king slept on, camera's and cell phones are prohibited and security is tight...I never wanted to touch something so bad in my life...(and I will never tell if I did or didn't)...Atlanta is a beautiful city with so many things to do, and every time we go downtown it gives me an opportunity to nag at my husband about why he doesn't take me down there more often....maybe it's the nagging part.....Last Sunday we had snow in Georgia.....it was crazy....it was beautiful, but it was crazy....this weekend, the trees are in full bloom and the parks are beautiful....The weather is in the 70's....I heard someone say, If your not happy with the weather in Georgia, wait 20 mintues......

The Winds Of Change

I am a creature of habit... I am not a short timer, I stay at the same place as long as possible regardless of the situatiton...WHY?....Because I Hate Change.....I like knowing that every Friday our hospital cafeteria will have fish, and lemon pepper and buffalo hot wings. And every Friday at 1:15pm they will be out of all three. I like knowing every security guard,housekeeper,staff member in our small hospital. But due to Obamanomic's my position has been.....CUT........ and I am devastated......I will however, be able to transfer to one of our sister hospitals...but, you know what that means, new faces, new friends...And I like the ones I have now just fine....I have invested the past fifteen years in this little hospital, and to some this would be exciting.....But to me, it's unbelievably terrifying....I try to believe that, when god closes a door he opens another. It's just hard for me to see thru all the fog right know......I will keep you posted........