Random

I guess it's been a while since I've posted anything. It's so hard working 4 days a week to find the time to keep this updated :)
This is going to be a hodgepodge of things I've wanted to blog about, but have managed to squander my time doing something else.

I LOVE shopping at the comissary (grocery store on base). As long as you don't shop there on payday (to avoid everyone that lives literally paycheck to paycheck) it's normally not terribly crowded and the prices are awesome. I mean I can get 2 new york strip steaks for about $6. Totally worth weaving through navy wives in sweatpants and sweatshirts. When you go to check out though, you'll notice signs that say their baggers only work for tips. Seriously you want me to tip you for bagging my food?? Something that I'm going to assume is your main job responsibility. At home, they even take the bags to your car, no tip required. So when you're checking out, if you don't speak up fast enough, they'll put all of your bags into a cart that can only be taken outside by a worker. I've had to have them remove them before and put them in my own basket so I could take them outside. I NEVER have cash on me, ever. So I can't really let them take the bags out for free... The other day Matt and I went to buy a few groceries and before we knew it, they were bagged and in the mans cart ready to go outside. I didn't feel like having him move them to our cart so I hoped matt had a couple of dollars on him.. He didn't and I didn't... So I had to find something cheap to buy with my debit card so I could get cash back... Gum, no just bought some, chapstick, no.. I wasted probably 2 minutes looking for something cheap to buy so I could tip the bagger for pushing my bags 20ft to my car. I finally decided on altoids... So frustrating.. I don't get tipped for giving my patients extra warm blankets, or doing a timeout to make sure we're operating on the correct limb/location....

Another thing I'm getting tired of..... Smokers.. I can't stand walking behind or close by someone pulling their last drag before they go into a store. Lately I've become very irritated. I'll hold my nose the whole time until I'm free and clear of cigarette smoke. The other day I even said out loud so the man could hear me how much I hated walking through cigarette smoke and how you weren't supposed to even smoke 50 feet of buildings. ( I'm not exactly sure of the distance) I'm afraid I'm going to get beat up one day, but I don't care. Why should I or my children (whenever I have them) be exposed to something like that by the choice of a stranger???

My last gripe.
I'm getting really tired of getting up everyday at 5:15, putting on a face, and then climbing into my car at 3:30 when I'm done working to realize it's long gone. Really I look like a smurf in my blue scrubs and without hair at work, your face is really all you have. It's very frustrating.

On a happier note, I get to come home!!!! Matt will be out to sea so he won't be able to come :(
but I'm coming home for Sean's graduation. Where does the time go??? I'm so excited. I can't wait to see everybody and give baby Myka a real hug! I hear someone was a baby hog over Easter, surely she'll let me hold her more than a few minutes!

Happy Thursday!!