Pizza and Nursing

Woke up, threw on some makeup...well sunscreen with color. Love that stuff. Some days the real stuff just isn't going to happen. I'm pretty sure I could be trilingual by now if I didn't spend time putting makeup on everyday. But hey at least I have my priorities in line!

Hubby threw last night's pizza in the microwave (breakfast of champions) and then we were both on our way to stumbling through the last day of spring term before we head out on a pioneer trek. Sometimes I just have to tell myself that I like going to school during the summer and that I'm just so glad I'm not at the pool...yeah it doesn't convince me either but that's okay.

It's not the pool, but today is another day of being a nurse which is almost as good as being at the pool. Almost.  I love that I am blessed to make a living by helping others and improving myself. I get to go home from work knowing I did some good or at least tried.

Nursing school has made me a more confident person. Sure, my thighs still jiggle and it still bugs me...a lot...but I have valuable skills that  can help others. That kind of confidence is priceless and so much more real to me than any physical confidence I have ever had.

So here's my soap box: nursing comes highly recommended. You do a lot of good for others, but you also do a lot of good for yourself.

xo,

Emma

Paper Plates

Woke up today and went on a walk because I just wasn't feeling pilates in the living room...again. Wow it is beautiful here! I didn't expect to love Provo as much as I do. Don't get me wrong, it's no Colorado, but there are still farms close enough to walk to and that's really all I can ask for.  Mountains are just so much prettier when there is farm land below it, especially if there are baby sheep on that land.

I've told Colton before that I will gladly live in the "country" if Target/Costco are within 15 miles (and I believe the challenge has been accepted). I think Target's corporate office may get a few calls from us once we find a spot we love.

In other news, my kitchen is a mess. Who invented dishes, honestly? It's like they wanted to do more housework and ruin everyone's nails forever. Naturally, tonight was pancake and paper plate night because, yup, all the silverware is dirty. All. Of. It. 

There are more important things in life. 

xo,

Emma