Catchup. Catsup. Ketchup.

I feel like I should do some sort of "flashback on 2010" post, since that's obviously the cool thing to do in blog land.  But, I'm not really feeling it.   2010 was the year I finally got over Casper, the year I finally got into Nursing school.   Big big events in my life.   But, I don't feel like talking about it.   So, let's move on.

First, let me tell you that my blog is still not finished.  I started this project feelings super artsy-fartsy, then I got called into work mid-project and now I fear I'll never finish it.  So, a toast to half-done blogs.  Woot woo.

Next, boarding makes me wicked happy beyond words.  The people on the mountain are one of a kind.  No one gives a crap about anything.  It's like woodstock, all over again.  Everyone is about peace, love, and finding good powder.  Cell phones don't work and I'm not even a little bit tempted to try to find service.  It's freeing and exciting and calming and...heaven.   It's definitely my heaven.

Last, I had a deaf patient today.  An entire 8 hours with him so obviously I was forced to break out of my "cold-feet-nervousness" that I get when I see someone sign.   So, I did it.  I signed to him and he signed back, and we had a conversation.   It's surprising how much I remembered.  And it made me wicked happy.   I love sign language.    Ahhh, if only there was a tiny town I could travel to just to speak sign.  


p.s. School starts on Monday.   Eeeeek.