I made it back from Camp Quality. We got back on Friday. What a huge week we had.
I’m alive, but I’m in serious need of vegetables.
So now I have some catching up to do. Let’s see how many prompts I can do without boring my select group of readers to death. I’ve selected some, but not all of the ones I have missed just so you’re not all sitting here reading until christmas.
December 2 Reverb Broads Prompt: “What is the stupidest thing you did this year? What about in your whole life? You can take stupid to mean: embarrassing, dangerous, funny, lame, whatever you consider “stupid.” via Kassie at Bravely Obey.
The stupidest thing I’ve done this year? I am sure there are many things in that category, but right now, lets just say that taking an afternoon shift at the hospital, followed by agreeing to double it up until 7am the following morning, getting three hours sleep and then saying YES to free Elton John tickets when I was supposed to be packing for Camp Quality, may have just been the most crazy stupid 48 hours of this year. This is why I only managed day one of Reverb before I disappeared.
December 3 Reverb Broads Prompt: How did you become more of a grown-up this year? Or did you pull a Peter Pan and stubbornly remain childlike? via the short but sweet (her own words) Bethany at bethanyactually.com
Grown up? Is that what I am? I think my recent bout of growing up has been going on a little longer than just this year. If you had told me at the age of 19 that I should be a nurse, I would have laughed at you. Somewhere in the last few years I’ve evolved. I’ve loved, I’ve lost, I’ve been sick, I’ve gotten better, I’ve been bitten by the travel bug, and I turned around and bit him right back, the little bastard. I’ve travelled some more, I’ve made some amazing new friends all over the world who I’d be lost without, and somewhere in there I realised that I didn’t need to sit back and settle for a career that was doing me no favours. I realised that another 35 years of being spoken to by men who assume that a woman cannot possibly know anything about construction was 35 years too much.
Here I am, all *cough*mature*cough*, and I’ve just successfully finished my second year of a nursing degree. I’ve been given not just one, but two new jobs at the largest hospital in our region, the second of which starts in the new year, and will guarantee me regular hours. Although I am not registered, now when someone asks me what I do, I can actually say that I am a nurse, because I am, even if it is a lower level version. Can you believe it? I sure can’t!
December 4 Reverb Broads Prompt: In the movie version of your life, which actor/actress would play you and the significant players in your life? What kind of movie is it (e.g., made-for-TV, action, emo/indie, etc.)? What would be the major plot points, and how will it end? courtesy of the lovely Emily
So this one I have no clue how to answer…I loved Kassie’s response. I’ve been sitting here all evening, reformatting my Mac’s hard disk and watching chick flicks, so here’s what I’ve got. I’m like Ginnifer Goodwin in Something Borrowed, or He’s Just Not That Into You, where someone else is the leading lady, and I’m the friend. The one the guys realise a little too late that they let her slip through their fingers, but in my case, Justin Long hasn’t made me his exception just yet, and neither has Tom Cruise look-a-like Colin Egglesfield for that matter. Right this very moment I’m watching The Holiday, and I could also totally be Kate Winslet. The one who loves someone from afar, but can’t have the guy because he found someone else instead. Now where’s my Jack Black?
December 7 Reverb Broads Prompt: Who or what makes you laugh so hard that milk shoots out of your nose and why? Slapstick, dry witty comedy, your kids, Monty Python? courtesy of Kassie.
Kevin Smith films. (37? This number makes me laugh whenever I see it, ANYWHERE!)
Scrubs makes me laugh, maybe not milk fountains, but I laugh a lot.
Wil Wheaton any time he tweets conversations with his animals, and a lot of other stuff he writes too.
The Bloggess makes me laugh every single time I read her post about Beyonce the Giant Metal Chicken. If you haven’t had the pleasure, please read it here. Knock-knock, motherf**ker!
I know there are a lot of things that probably make me laugh enough to produce a milk fountain, but when someone asks you to list them, it really is dammed hard.
Oh. Kassie…I am a Monty Python virgin, but I do own a copy of Holy Grail, and it’s sitting next to my DVD player waiting for its turn.
December 9 Reverb Broads Prompt: What was your favorite children’s book? courtesy of Niki at
I don’t know if I can pick an absolute all time favourite book from my childhood, but there is one that has remained in my memory since I was 11. It’s called The Phantom Tollbooth. When I was in 5th grade, my teacher read us this book. He spread it out over the course of a few days, and he also screened the movie adaptation.
I loved it.
I can’t recall if we did anything educational in relation to it, I just remember loving it. So when I was living in Thailand I came across the book in the elementary school library (I was a sophomore), and I borrowed it and read it. As an adult I found an ex-rental VHS copy of it, which I still have, but I plan to upgrade to a DVD eventually. I even found a copy the book for my kindle. Now I just need to read it again to find out what it was that made me remember this book above all others 23 years later.
Ok. I’ll leave it there I think. That’s enough insight into my brain for the moment.
Happy Monday everyone!