I ain't streelish at all...

So... I may or may not have gone to all my exams looking like this.




I tell ya, the past 2 weeks of exams were brutal! Now its time to watch TV, catch up on some blogging and start Christmas shopping.

its all about that he said she said

Ever have one of those days when everyone is getting on your nerves? Stop complaining! Show some respect, the world does not revolve around you. AND if you're going to shit behind me in class shut your gob about it, the world is not always fair, so put on your big kid underwear and deal with it!

That is my rant for today! Now I feel better... :)

Hello wednesday, is it friday yet?

School started up for me and kiddo again yesterday, 6th grade and semester 4! And no major incidents to report, just kiddo thinking she missed the bus, banging on the neighbor's door to wake up the neighbor and then asking for a ride to school, only for the school bus to come down the street at the exact moment the neighbor agreed to drive her in. (Bought the neighbor 1/2 dozen muffin's last night as an apology for the 'false alarm'.) Last September I was sooo excited for school to start up, this September I'm marginally less excited, I'll blame it on my trip home to Newfoundland, unwinding me. Come on weekend, I want to sleep in again!


I was tagged by River, over at Losing on Purpose to answer the following questions, so here goes.

1. Who is your hero? Why? Have to pass on this one.

2. Do you have a garden where your grow your veggies? If not do you try to buy organic or do you find it costs way too much? I don't have a garden as such, I have several big pots in the back yard where I grow tomatoes, lettuce, celery, herbs, peppers and strawberries. What I don't grow myself, I usually buy at roadside stands in my community.

3. Do you use exercise videos? What's your favorite, why? I have a bunch of exercise videos, but I hate them, having two left feet and bopping around that close to the TV makes me nervous, least I fall into the TV.

4. Favorite workout music? Loud.

5. How do you measure your progress? 50 pounds lost equals something I really want.

6. Do you have any secrets to keep your energy up for your day in general? I need sleep. Without it I am a nasty nasty person.

7. What would your super power be if you could have one? The power of invisibility - works when you're being nosey, trying to get away, or put your foot in your mouth.

8. If you had the opportunity to move to anywhere in the world, where would it be? Hands down, back to Newfoundland!

Now I'm supposed to ask new questions and tag other people.
1) What was the last song you listened to?
2) What is your guilty pleasure?
3) What's the last book you read? How long ago since you read it?
4) If you could have dinner with one person (real, fictional, dead or alive how would it be)
5) What TV show season premiere are you most looking forward to?
6) If you were given $100 and 15 minutes to spend it, what would you buy?
7) What would your superpower be if you could have one?
8) What are you thinking of right now?

Tag: goes to everyone who reads this post! Because I'm lazy, I have to read a chapter for school.

Everything is STUPID...

Stupid kettle. Why the hell do you choose today to not boil! Stupid coffee canister that emptied itself and didn’t remind me to buy more. Stupid kettle. Stupid coffee perculator. Stupid stupid caffeine I need so badly.

Stupid smoke alarm. Every time I open the oven it goes off. I spend that much time standing under it waving a dish cloth that whatever was cooking in the first place burns! Stupid loud fire alarm. Stupid beep, beep, beep, Dawn-is-cooking-again alarm, jeebus I'm only boiling water!

Stupid thirty-something brain. If you don’t behave and start absorbing all this material I’m reading for my exams the way you used to, I swear I will stab you with a Q-tip! Stupid, stupid week and a half of finals.

Stupid underwire bras. Stupid heavy boobs don’t stand at attention like those of the perky 20 something year olds I go to school with. Wires going everywhere, digging into my sides. Need extra bounce control, extra support and then the stupid things, they’re hitting me in the chin. Stupid contraption. Stupid boobs.

Stupid dog. Won’t eat her own food, stands at by the table looking up at you with those giant pug eyeballs and the please, please look on her face. The second you lay down your snack to answer the phone, she jumps up on the couch and slobbers all over it. Stupid drooled on chocolate covered peanut butter pretzels, I want to eat you anyways.

Stupid long weekend. Had to fall smack in the middle of week and a half stupid exam schedule, had to fall right into Birthday week, so I can’t properly enjoy you and no one is around to go to Kiddo’s birthday party. Stupid brats, who don’t know how to RSVP.

Stupid post. Don’t even got a real ending cause I need to go fan the smoke alarm, stab my brain with a Q-tip, re-read my pathophys notes for the sixteenth time, remove my bra, grab another handful of chocolate peanut butter pretzels and finish boiling that pot of water to make instant coffee.

How to use the bathroom at school.

Ok boys, LISTEN UP, there are fewer of you then there women on the first floor of the school, that means if there a line up for the ladies room, I'm using the men's room, and well, here are a few tips...

You guys seem to have a “lack of accuracy” and your “aim” is off. Either lift the damn seat, or wipe the dribbles off the seat, pick one. (if you choose to lift the seat, please put it down when you are done.

Toilet paper and soap are two of the most used items in the washroom. One should only use as much toilet towels as one needs and then ensure that it is properly deposited into the garbage can, not dropped on the floor. Talking of soap, try letting the tap run for 2-5 seconds extra so that your soap bubbles actually go down the drain.

If you find that basic toilet necessities like paper paper and soap are finished, it is now your duty to inform the correct people. They will ensure supplies are immediately provided so the next person will not be left high and undry.

NEVER forget to flush the toilet after the use; I am not interested in what you ate for lunch.

One more thing... the washroom does have a fan, its that switch right next to the one that turns on the light, try using it once in a while.

What's that in my eye?

The last time my husband went shopping he went for 2 items and came back with 2 bags. I know I shouldn't complain, because well he goes shopping occasionally. Last night he was out, and decided I needed a treat to help me study for my OSCE. He decided to buy me rice cakes to stop me from eating all the junk I really want to be eating when I'm studying.




I don't know who to blame, husband for thinking of me and buying me the rice caked treats? Stress for pushing me to eat the whole bag? Me for eating the whole bag. OR Karma.

Did you know that when you tip the bag over to dump all the small crushed up pieces into your mouth that salt and vinegar-flavored rice dust falls in your eyes and really hurts?

So if ever you see me en route to an exam of sorts, and I’ve got rice cake remnants in my eye-lashes...keep on walking! I don’t need any comments from you...I'm craving sugar, I can’t see and I probably won't poop for a week from all the rice.

--For the record, I had 3 minutes left on my OSCE and was so focused on doing the correct special tests, I skipped the entire neurological testing section (with my reflex hammer sitting in my line of sight, next to my patient) So the rice cakes did nothing to help!

I'm just saying, you stink!

I know I don't smell like sunshine and roses all the time. But why should I have to endure the smell of a fresh fart in the middle of a narrow hallway?

When you exit the clinic, you can turn right to go the main lobby and the wachrooms, or you can turn left to go to the lecture halls where the paramedic students hang out, the gym and the stairs to the next level. A bunch of us left clinic this morning, enroute to the lobby to get a coffee when a group of paramedic boys squeezed passed on the way back to class. Then the smell hit, it was brutal!

So to the awsome paramedic student, who just had to eat burritos last night and then waited for the perfect opportunity to let one rip in one of the tightest space ever, so that the smell could properly escape. I would like to say, I hate you. And I really despise your fart.

I'm just saying... you stink!

Now the fun begins!

Exams are over! Wrote my last one of the semester this morning... and passed them all!

Over the past week, I have been writing myself notes, (because I'm cool like that) of things I want to get accomplished during my week off. There are about 20 of them. Some of the notes were pretty straight forward, mow lawn, clean bathroom, sleep, go to the grand opening of the new thrift store, groceries, read books for school, drink many beers, plant seeds, call dentist, find sock monster, that sort of thing. Then there are the notes I have no idea what I was thinking: water the fish, have tea party, kill mushroom, cobbler, weedsnipper, dirt etc.

So if anyone wants to come to my house for a tea party where we kill mushrooms while drinking beers and watering the fish, you're more than welcome!

Beginning tommorrow morning, I will be breaking out the bags of dirt and all the seed packets, cleaning the yard and reading. Tonight I will be having a well deserved beer, and rewatching New Moon. YEAH!!

What kind of a day was it? ODD

Yep its been a queer one.

I had my orthopedic assessments OSCE this afternoon, so around 10:30 I started to school so I could meet up with a few classmates and practice my speil and go over how each condition presents, what special tests to do etc. Well, one of my youngies (cutie little girls in their early 20's) took my iPhone while I was not looking and started snapping random pictures and uploading them to facebook, all the pictures are of boobs and butts.

I did my OSCE and headed home. I got home, and listened to my messages "Dawn, its your mother, do you know there are inappropriate pictures on your facebook wall, I think you should remove them before your father sees them." Lovely, but I'm not removing them, instead I tagged them all.

Kiddo arrived home from school, and instead of filling me in on the events of her day, states that its snowing. Last weekend the weather was amazing. The tulips are up in my yard, people are wearing shorts, and its snowing.

Off I go to get husband. We stop in and rent a few movies, pick up a bottle of wine, and on the way home...



"Gobble Gobble!" I spotted a wild turkey just wandering across the middle of the road. I was so excited to see he wandering around I forgot what he was.

I'm chaulking it up to stress, finals started today and continue until next friday. I am trying to pack so much information in my little brain that all the regular stuff just falls out. Last semester I forgot what a watch was, I was in the store, pointing at my wrist, asking the sales lady where I could find the batteries for the round thing, that goes here and tells me what time it is. I never claimed to be sane.

Roller Pug

I have a nearly three year old, purebred pug. Tina is so ugly she's cute(my mother's words not mine). I love my dog, but she is NOT a walker! Around the block and to the park. She comes back rasping so loudly you'd swear she was on death's door,and just plunks down as close to me as she can get. She was sitting on my feet until kiddo grabbed her old doll stroller and is now happily rolling Tina Bean around the house! The dog is LOVING it!!

I am now changing her name to Tina Bean Roll Pug.



Assessments class today left something to be desired... one of the other girls missed the last class, so I took an hour and showed her how to do each test. In doing this I was focussing more on the names of the special tests (appley's scratch, empty can, lift off, speeds etc) not what they were supposed to be testing. I felt smart, knew what I was doing, didn't have to look at my notes, just clicking it off... WELL wouldn't you know it, my name was called for spot testing. I'm all confident, thinking I'm about to get an easy 5%, so off I head into the small clinic where my hot orthopedic assessments instructor and my body are waiting. He asks the first question, I nail it, he asks the second question, I nail it, he asks the third question "do a special test for the supraspinatous" and I blank... not a bloody clue. 2 out of 3, not to bad I guess.

I love when Thursdays are Friday!

No school tommorrow! No school tommorrow! No school tommorrow! (that's me singing in my best Eddie Murphy delirious, ice cream voice)

Today during lunch a bunch of the girls in my class went to the beach to eat our lunch, for 30 glorious minutes we enjoyed the sun, the water, the people roller blading by, the dogs, just being outdoors, it was nice.

Would have been the highlight of my day, but, during my physiology project, while presenting to the class the effects eating disorders have on the reproductive system, I said, and I qoute "eating disorders may cause a drought in girl town". Yep, I'm that mature.



Plans for the weekend.... NOTHING! YEAH

Tooting my own horn!

I ROCKED IT!!

I'm not sure if it was the new app on my iPhone, all the charts I have made, the hours barricaded with a classmate in a hotel room with no computer, or that I am simply awsome.... BUT I am quite pleased with my performance.

I won't have my mark until next week, but I am pretty confident that I have passed Anatomy 202 without writing the final... YEAH ME

1st thing I did when I left the exam room, devour an entire pint of strawberries by myself.

Now I'm going to go watch Republic of Doyle, have a glass of wine by the fireplace and review the information for the presentation I have to give tommorrow morning.

Score for today:
Dawn 1
Anatomy 0

to cheat, or not to cheat? that is my question

Sunday morning, crawl out of bed, push the button on the coffee perk, fip open my lap top and turn on Jiggs and Reels. Pretty typical right? NOPE!! I am now faced with temptation (is that coffee ready yet?!)

I hate anatomy!

Wait, prehaps I should rephrase that, anatomy hates me.

Anatomy is the one course that sucks my brain dry. After each lecture I leave with my brain in a stew. I spend countless hours coloring, palpating and trying to memorize muscles. For the work I put in, anatomy still illudes me.

My OSCE is scheduled for Wednesday, I am one of the last people to go. This semester we are responsible for the muscles of the leg, foot, pelvis and mastication... 93 muscles; origin, insertion, action and innervation. AHG (we pick a sheet with 11 muscles on it, and have 10 minutes to find it and tell everything about it)

So back to my temptaion, a girl in my class has been polling the people who have alreay done their OSCE, she has made a list of the 33 muscles that are on the OSCE. Now the ball is in my court.... DO I USE THE LIST?

I know, that I need to learn the material. I know that its unfair to everyone else who has already done theirs. I know that its the same as lying, I know it will leave me with guilty feeling. I also know I have 36 out of a possible 50 marks, and that if I take the help I can get enough marks to pass the course without doing the final....

Coffee time! I have to mull this one over....

What is this?

So this morning I was driving my husband to work, there was construction on the road so I handed him my notes and asked him to quiz me while we were waiting...darling man that he is looks at the paper, turns to me and says "what is this?" I reply "physiology". He looks back at the paper and then back to me "no, what are these markings?", I steal a glance at my paper "oh that's just my diagram of a sarcomere, ignore that part and ask me about the slow and fast twitch fibers". So my loving husband lets out a loud sign "honey, I didn't mean what the diargram was, I was referring to these blue markings, the ones that look like chicken scratches". Its about 8:15, I haven't finished my giant travel mug of coffee yet and I'm just not catching on... "what? chicken? You're confusing me, just ask me about the muscle fibers" he pushes the papers into my line of site... "this, do you call this writing?" I turn and snatch out of his hands, still keeping my eyes on the road "no dummy that is PRINTING, my handwriting sucks".

On a side note, I'm going to the dentist this afternoon! I chipped my front tooth on saturday, its only a very tiny chip, BUT that little chip has a crack running away from it. Given my past history, and the amount of work I have had done on my teeth and my uncanny ability to break them, each time I bite I'm afraid it will crack off and I'll look like a pirate. Just for the record trying to eat a veggie burger without using your two front teeth... makes people stare!