Chores, Chores, and More Chores

Mrs. Nurse Boy here.

Oh, how I hate chores. They seem to pile up even more during the summer when we are all home racing in and out of the house.

This summer I have been trying to train the kids to help out A LOT more around here. Do you realize how much work this is? The perfectionist in me can hardly stand it!!! I should redo most of what they do, but I simply cannot do that. (Except when they are in bed and snoring.) So, for all of my visitors this summer, I am sorry about the state of my home. Hopefully, they will be trained soon and I will have energy to do other things in my life.

And, I want to know where MY allowance is?!?! What special thing do I get to save up for this summer?

My Side

OK, I really do feel for Nurse Boyette at meal time. She is outnumbered by people who just want. They want a different meal. They want a bite of yours even though they are rejecting the same thing on their plate. They want another drink. They want another napkin because they dropped theirs. They want another napkin because they used theirs to sop up some spilled milk. They want another napkin because they just want two. They want more milk to spill again. They want seconds just as you have sat down for firsts. They want to say grace unless you ask them to say it. Some of them want to tune everything out and eat. Some of them want to talk the whole time, and are appalled when you talk with your mouth full. Women always say they are better at multitasking, but don't appreciate good multitasking when they see it.


All ground up in your mouth.


That's all I have to say about that.

Don't Ya Just LOVE Mealtime?!

Mrs. Nurse Boy here.

I have been trying to train my children during mealtime. Ya know: use your manners, take X number of bites of everything on your plate, don't grip about the meal, help clear the table, etc. As you may have guessed, it has been a struggle. I really am embarrassed about how they act at the table. And I cringe every time they eat at a friend's house. (Let me just apologize to any of you who are reading this and have entertained my children. Any of them. I am soooo sorry.)

So, last night we were eating dinner together. All was going well. Maybe that was because the kids actually liked the meal for once. Until Dimples started telling a story WITH HIS MOUTH FULL OF FOOD. I look at Nurse Boy, as if to say, "you take this one." Nurse Boy immediately corrects Dimples and tells him not to talk with his mouth full of food. Dimples and I start cracking up. You guessed it! Nurse Boy's mouth was FULL OF FOOD!

Honestly, I don't even know why I try.

Nurse Boy is a Liar!

You guessed it. Mrs. Nurse Boy here.

Ignore the last post... well, at least the statement that it will be the last post. We will keep posting. Well, I will. I am guessing I won't be seeing too much of Nurse Boy for the next 3 years. Well, with the whole working full time to support the family all while going to school. We know this decision will ultimately be rewarding, but it will be very challenging while we are striving for the goal.

(And we won't even talk about the financial aspect of going to school with 3 children. Sometimes that just seems so scary. But, I digress.)

It WILL be worth it! I really do look forward to supporting Nurse Boy as he follows his dream and his calling. I pray for God's grace and provisions through it all.

Ladies and Gentelman, I Have an Announcement

I just got accepted in the the University of Kansas Adult Nurse Practitioner program. It will take me 3 years to earn my masters degree and work full time while doing it. My next post will be in August of 2011. My kids will be 11, 8, and 5. My wife will still be 26. Hillary Clinton still won't be president. See you then.

Gussie and Dink

Today I went to the funeral of one of the most inspirational women I have known. Her name was Gussie. She and her husband were such a loving couple. When the little lady and I first started going to our church, we noticed Gussie. She and her husband seemed giddy to be around each other every time we saw them. We asked them their secret one night when we invited them to speak to our small group. There was no secret, they just chose to show the love they had for each other. I am so glad that she is able to show her love for the Lord in heaven now. I am heart broken for Gerald.

I spent some time with a widow yesterday who had a similar story as Gussie, only it was the husband that died. Her name is Florence. She still misses her husband every waking hour. I am so blessed to be around these people, and to have known Gussie and Dink.
I hope that when I die everyone will know how much I love Jesus, and how much I love my wife. I hope that someone can be inspired by my relationship with both of them, the same way I am inspired by these people. I am not excited about getting older, but I am excited to have the time to show my wife the love she deserves daily. To shower her so she can't help but to have it overflow on the people she is around. That is what we all experienced, and I can't wait for my turn to be on the giving end.

I love you little lady! I always will.

Where You At Nurse Boy?

I'm not sure why I blog. I think that when I am going through stress in my life I should be working it out through my blog, but that is not the way that I work. My good friend Chaos Jamie works that way, but I can't. I always feel like maybe I am letting my 2 readers down when I don't blog for a month...or two, but my wife and mom always seem to understand. I have lately been looking at changing jobs, and applying to go back to school at the same time. I am changing jobs partly because of my desire to go back to school, which is funny, because that is why I changed jobs in the first place. So funny my wife forgot to laugh. Anyway, I resigned from St. Mary's today, and accepted the Unit Educator position back at KU. I am waiting for either an acceptance or a denial letter from the KU school of nursing for the Nurse Practitioner program also. I was a little stressed through the application process for both school and the new job, which is a lot like the old job, only different. I am on an emotional roller coaster also. I am letting one place down, while being the hero at the other. I am praying to get accepted in school and reforming my identity in my head as an NP, but at the same time will be a little relieved if I am denied. The money part is unnerving. But the reward seems to be worth the risk.
I HATE GOING BACK TO SCHOOL!
I HATE CHANGING JOBS!
I LOVE THAT I HAVE A PHANTOM BLOGGER IN MRS. NURSE BOY!