Anyway, since it's been roughly a year since I wrote in this bad boy I will update on some things
I'm still a nurse but now I work in the ER. I love it. Seriously. Who ever thought the hippy, crunchy, wanna-be a midwife girl would turn into someone who's heart skips an oh so pleasant beat when she hears lights and sirens?
My kids are grown. Or at least they think they are.
Rylan is 13. This is painful. Having a teenager is a special kind of torture. Forget waterboarding. He's a good kid, and a damn funny one, too. But I'm convinced he was sent to earth the torture me for past aggressions.
Brianna is gaining on Rylan with the pre-teen attitude. She's lucky she's cute. She's also an excellent student and continues to do amazing in gymnastics. And she's got my sarcastic sense of humor so I really can't say anything bad there.
Chayse is, well, Chayse. I don't know that I will ever figure that kid out. I never know what to expect from him.
It's been a long year. Scott and I are... still Scott and I. There's really not another way to put that.
There's really not much else worth updating. Alas, my life is pretty boring. I'm actually ok with that.
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