Hello my fabulous friends!
I am back!
And thanks to your kind words, I feel better than ever.
First of all, I’d like to thank Breanna from Becoming Brea for featuring me on Friday on her fabulous blog!
Go on over, check her out, and find out how why I started blogging.
Now before I go into the details of how I was able to extricate myself from the ball of misery in which I had intertwined myself, I have to announce my first giveaway!
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All you have to do is leave me a comment that says: I’D LOVE ME SOME OF THAT!
Of course you can feel free to go over to Simply Klassic Blog Design, take a look around, and follow her on Google Friend Connect.
But I need to read the words: I’D LOVE ME SOME OF THAT as a comment in this post in order for you to qualify.
The winner will be selected next Monday, March 14th.
If you just can’t wait till then and absolutely want a blog makeover like NOW, go on over to Simply Klassic Blog Design, tell Kristin that I sent you, and you’ll get 15% off your order.
Now, as some of you might recall from my last post entitled: I am sad. Should I blog?…catchy, right?
I was having a pity party, and had invited you to attend.
Well, you came.
You came in huge numbers despite the fact that it wasn’t even an open-bar.
I had/have been having a problem with two of the senior nurses at the hospital where I am currently doing my rotation.
In a nutshell, they’re being really mean to me.
Like one girl made fun of my spelling!
Clearly she does not realize I am an unpublished novelist…
…pffftttt… I spit on you, stupid nurse!
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So yesterday I blogged my heart out.
And the outpouring of encouragement and kind words was overwhelming.
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I have to say, although I always enjoy reading your comments, yesterday you surpassed yourselves.
You had me not only smiling, but often I was laughing out loud.
Oh, and the vocabulary used to describe the mean nurses was the best part!
So I am dedicating this post to you and your comments! not only because the comments were fabulous, but mostly because I got nothing right now…misery is not conducive to good blog material
First off, I’d like to pay tribute to the new words I learned.
SkippyMom said: “the word “jackwagon” comes to mind followed closely by the various “douches” – douchebag, douchenozzle and my personal fav’ – douchecanoe.”
Ok, if I never get to call someone a “jackwagon” or a “douchecanoe” out loud at any point in my lifetime, I will die unhappy.
Kimberly referred to the people who beat her to the number one comment spot as: Bass turds.
So not necessarily meant for the mean nurses, but still worthy of mention.
I immediately got a visual of excrement in the shape of fish.
Of course, mentioning mean people just wouldn’t be any fun if we didn’t bring Charlie Sheen into the equation. Vegetable Assassin had this to say: “Next time one of those douchecanoes starts being a bitch, just picture her bent over the end of a hospital bed, getting it in the backyard from a disheveled homeless guy. Or Charlie Sheen.”
And again, the recurrence of ”douchecanoe!” How have I never been introduced to this word? It’s fantastic!
Several of you encouraged me to use physical violence in retaliation. I was told to “kick them in the snatch;” Symdaddy suggested I, “beat ‘em up one at a time;” and my wonderful bloggy friend Kristina P. said, “Do you want me to kick them in the ovaries? Or put out a bloggy hit on them?”
And although I openly stalk Kristina, and may on occasion have frightened her with my undying love and adoration, she still offered to lose a shoe inside one of the mean nurse’s vagina’s by aiming for reproductive organs.
Clearly, I am touched.
I love that several of you brought up my perfect alabaster skin, body of a goddess, and flawless beauty as a reason for the mean nurses’ bullying me…ahem…so what if you didn’t say that VERBATIM…I’m still recovering, I may not remember exactly how you phrased it.
I love that some of you suggested I fight fire by bringing them donuts.
Others thought that maybe I needed some sugar: ice cream, chocolate. Whatever it took to ease the pain.
But mostly, I love that you all took the time to comfort me.
I’ve loved being a part of the blogging community since the first day I entered it.
Now, you’ll never get rid of me.
So thank you.