The Diary of Mrs. S

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Moving Notice

I guess I can say I have officially moved. Just as blogger was saving the drafts automatically.

I think I am going to stick with wordpress.

Come on over here.

Hope to see you there.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Whatever Wednesday

Okay. First, I haven't figured out how to post pictures on Wordpress yet, so I'm going to post here and import them to wordpress.

Second, I don't have much to say right now, but I had show you these pictures!

Sleeping with her Grover

First time swimming! (today)

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Time for a Change?

I think I'm going to do it. I'm going to give it a try. So, come on over here. I haven't updated anything for today, but go ahead and bookmark me.

Friday, May 04, 2007

Friday fun!

What a little ham!

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Thursday's Question

Was there a fence between you? Write a fictional piece about a real-life neighbor--past or present."

Really. Fictional? Hmmm, I'm no good at writing fiction. But since none of my neighbors, past or present, read this, I'll just tell you true stories.

Our old neighbors in our old neighborhood has these poodles. Little, white, yippy poodles. They would let them out at like 5:00 IN THE MORNING! Yip, yip, yip.... Drove me insane. We loved the neighbors though and are still friends.
The neighbors across the street in that same neighborhood, we called them the hillbillies. No good reason other than they had NO sense. Supposedly, the mom homeschooled the kids, from work apparently because the parents were never home and the kids ran rampant. Their names were even cheesy--Christian, Christopher, and Christina. Dude, the 6 year old couldn't read. So much for home schooling.
Boring answer. Sorry.

Thank goodness we moved!

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Should I?

Let me know what you think. I just don't know how to post pictures and you all know how I love to post pictures. So, tell me. I'll switch if you can tell me how to post pictures.

Wednesday's Wise Question

I thought I would post earlier in the day today. Usually I post later or after Lovey goes to bed.

Wednesday's question is:

"Who cheated you? Friend, enemy, or a stranger? Write about the experience."

Man, what a question. Let me think....

A stranger. A stranger cheated me of my comfort and security while at work. I probably should have never felt "secure" at work these days. A year and a half ago (The Friday night before Hurricane Katrina hit that Sunday) a man was walking near the pharmacy. Showing good customer service (I'm guilty of giving good service, so sue me) I asked him if he needed help finding anything. He had a container of Lysol wipes in his hand. He walked over, put them down on the counter at the counseltation window and said he wanted to buy them. I asked him to step around to the register so I could ring him up. Nevermind that he had absolutely nothing pertaining to medicine to buy, but I'm nice like that. He put the wipes on the counter followed by a medicine vial and a piece of paper which stated that he had a gun and to do what he asked. He wanted the bottle filled with Hydrocodone 10mg (Lortab 10). It's about the strongest C-III medication. C-II meds such as Morphine, Percocet, Adderall, etc, are kept locked up. I filled his bottle up. The hydrocodone was in an automatic counter thing, so I entered to count out 100 tablets, filled it up, and gave it to him. Asshole.
I was scared, shaken. I had never had to call 911 before. We immediately shut the windows so the police could do their jobs. A couple of weeks later, after doing the same to 5 other drugstores, the man was caught. I ID'd him, but thankfully didn't have to go to court. I'm not really sure what ever happened to him, but every once in a while I realize it could have been different.
So yeah, he took that away from me, and I will never be the same. I'm a little more aware of my surroundings now. At least I did gain something from it. I didn't break down until I was on my way home. Thankfully, it happened before Lovey or who knows what I would have done. I was always scared that somebody would come in and shoot us while I was pregnant. Now, I fear that still. Knowing I have Lovey makes me realize how important I am. She needs me, and I need to be here for her.
Don't even get me started on what the jackasses behind 9/11 took from me. I don't think I'll ever feel safe anymore. Now we have crazed gunman to worry about, too.

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Tuesday's Question

"When do we really reach adulthood? No matter what age you are right now...write about what you want to be when you grow up."

This is such a hard question. Most days I don't feel like I am a grown up. By that, I mean, I don't comprehend that I am 27 years old. I've been married for over six years and, I just recently added a baby to the mix. That should make anyone feel like an adult. It's funny this question was asked. I attended a wedding reception of an old coworker Saturday evening. While at work Sunday, my pharmacy manager and I were talking about it. I told her that the bride came over and talked to me for a really long time. I said it was probably because I was one of the few younger people there. Everybody else were adults and older people. Like I forgot I was an adult. I don't know.
I think I am beginning to realize adulthood as I hear about and experience the trials and tribulations that come with growing up. Such as, health issues, mortgages, and caring for my own baby. I often catch myself fearing the loss of my parents. I know the older I get, the older they get, and that scares me. This are just about perfect right now for me. I wish I could just freeze time.

When I grow up, I want to be a successful career woman. I love, love, love staying home and being with my baby girl, but I want to make her proud of me. I want her to see me as successful and know that she has options when she is an adult. (Wait, I don't want her to grow up!) My ultimate goal (as it has been since I was about 6 years old) is to be a pharmacist. I have been accepted to University of Tennessee (at Memphis) College of Pharmacy. I just have to persevere through the rest of the pre-requisite coursework. I don't really have a plan B. Maybe somehow use the Bachelor's degree I already have in Psychology. Who knows?

Tune in for tomorrow for Wednesday's question!