Oh yeah, guess what

I have been so busy slacking on my blogging that I forgot to tell you all that I PASSED MY CNA EXAM!

Yep, that’s right, you are now reading the blog of an official CNA. Don’t you feel special now?

Yeah, I know. Not really. That’s ok though.

I have been trying to decide what I want to do with myself now that I am an official Certified Nursing Assistant. Do I want to try like hell to get into a hospital? Do I want to just suck it up and do my time in a LTC facility? Do I even want to work as a CNA?

My instructor quit working for the college and ended up getting a PRN position as the Nursing Supervisor working weekends on the rehab side of the place we did clinicals at. I talked to her and she said she would put in a good word for me there, I can use her as a reference and that she would love to work with me. I just have to contact the hiring manager there and let her know I would like the job and I’m almost 95% sure I can get it. If I do get it, it would be perfect really. I would only accept a PRN position (so I can be flexible with NS) and would probably only work on the weekends.

So why haven’t I contacted her yet? I have no idea.

Chicken and the nervous breakdown

I tried to bake a whole chicken last night. I failed miserably and ended up having a nervous breakdown.


Yes, over chicken.

Ok, there was more to it than the chicken but it was the catalyst that brought it on.

I suck at being a housewife. I can’t cook for shit. I suck at keeping the house clean. Mt. Washmore was not nearly as big as when I was working a “real” job and my little one has been driving me absolutely insane. I can’t hack it as a stay at home mom. I don’t have what it takes. It’s not that the job is hard (sorry all you SAHM out there, it really isn’t), it’s just that I have no desire to do any of it. I don’t want to cook, clean, and otherwise sit at home. I don’t miss the adult interaction of a real job, I never talked to anyone anyways, I just don’t like doing the housewife stuff.

My husband was telling me the other day about how the wife of his fire captain (who just had a baby) wasn’t going to be going back to work. Apparently this woman is fanfreakintastic because he just HAD to tell me how she gets up at 5 in the morning to make her husband some bacon for breakfast, or slow cooks some chicken so he can take it to the station with him when he goes. I am not living up to my end of the bargain obviously.

So, after cooking my chicken for over 2 hours, the kids screaming at me that they are starving, my chicken still being raw, and any hope of that perfectly roasted chicken sitting on the perfectly set table being totally destroyed, I just broke down. Right there in the kitchen. I completely lost it.

And then we went out to eat (yet again).

Kids say the BEST things!!

Last night, my MIL was telling me about a conversation that had occured the day before between my oldest daughter and her cousin.

Cousin: "You know the brain has hundreds, no, MILLIONS of..."

Daughter: " Wait! Wait! Wait! No! Stop! Don't tell me.

I want my mom to tell me. She is going to be a nurse."



Yep, definitely a proud mommy moment.

My favorite time of year!

It's true, I have gone AWOL.

I have a good reason though! Really, I do.

Halloween is my all time FAVORITE time of year. We do it up big. We put on a huge party, make all the neighbors think we have gone nuts, and warp our kids into thinking skeletons laying around the house are "normal" (is it really so wrong that your two year old runs around the house with a skeleton hand asking for high fives? Or that your 6 year old likes to lay in the graveyard out front and play dead? Nah, I didn't think so either.)

I thought I would share some of this years decorating progress since it has pretty much consumed me lately.

We'll start with the front yard during the day (and yes, that is my oldest playing dead):

Next, some night shots:

And now, the interior:

So what do you think? I still have a lot of work to do but I am super excited with how it is coming together this year.