Thursday, December 19, 2013

Pusher Love

Headed to O-town with my boo to celebrate nine years JT-style.

I think we love him almost as much as we love each other. Just kidding.

J. Bridge is my only Pusher Love.

Thursday, September 26, 2013

The party has started

It's my and Fin's first time in a long time that it's just us girls for a few days. It's weird without the testosterone around but we're making it. SSI has a CFA and Fuse. That's all we need, right?

Friday, July 5, 2013

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Tour de Timmons

He has a trike but prefers sister's scooter. I think it's time to upgrade his helmet too.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Dear Santa

Finley found these at Ross today. I had to take a picture for her to send Santa.

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

My two afternoon treats


My feelings regarding what happened in Boston will not matter to most.  I'm not a "specialist", renowned psychiatrist or by-stander.  Like most, I am just an American watching the story unfold and feeling terror's invisible finger tap my shoulder from behind.

I am vicariously experiencing Boston as a runner and a nurse.  

As a runner I think of the rush of emotions the marathoners were feeling before the explosion.  They had done it, completed 26.2miles.  Many months of training and many sacrifices.  Time to cross the finish line.  Tim to celebrate; embrace loved ones, show off swag(a bright shiny medal) and rest.  A runner's high quickly turned low.  Terror.  Where is my family/friends?  Are they OK?  How will I ever find them?  Are my fellow runners OK?  Bless their hearts for what they experienced.

As a nurse Boston compels me to push myself to learn more.  I learn new things every day, but I feel safe with mommas, babies and women.  I want to learn more about emergency medicine.  I need to learn more about emergency medicine.

Finally I think about what it means to be an American.  It's amazing the freedoms we share.  It's amazing the hate certain individuals harbor toward us because of this freedom.  They HATE us.  I usually use the words "strongly dislike" but these individuals HATE us.  I find it hard to wrap my head around the concept.  How should we react?  We can't live in fear.  If we do they win.

How do we not live in fear?  

Monday, April 15, 2013

It's outta here!

Amidst the stomach bug Finley lost her first tooth this weekend. I thought I was headed to clean when I answered her call but it was to search for a tooth. We've concluded she swallowed it. Now, bless her heart, she's worried about how she will pass it. She can't help her mom's a nurse.

And of course, as soon as she was up to it we celebrated with ice cream.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Friday, April 5, 2013

I should be ashamed

I can not believe The Chatter has been given such a raw deal.  It has been completely ignored since November.  I guess things got busy?  There's no excuse.  I've missed chronicling too many things.  Poor Breaker.  He has fewer professional pictures and now fewer blog posts regarding his "firsts".  Hopefully he won't mind.  He's a guy, right?  That's so sexist of me.

December was all the tinsel, lights and greenery you can imagine.  Breaker was a sheep.  Finley was child in the choir(Kindergartners get the parts).  We made it to Orlando to see the McCarty's.  We made a brief stop in Valdosta.  And we made it on the stomach bug's list.  Each of us had a touch of something.  Jarrett had it Christmas Eve and I followed suit on New Year's Eve.

So what's up in 2013?
1.  Finley started gymnastics.  She's letting her hair grow out (praying for a perfect bun by dance recital).  And she wants to play with her brother's push-mower but he, by no means, can he play with her Barbies.  Her obsessions for makeup, shoes and nail polish continue.

2.  Breaker walks and runs everywhere(no more developmental delay).  He is truly a heart breaker.  He has a wink and a grin that sports a dimple.  Most find themselves putty in his hands.  He loves his play mower too, but his fave, by far, is the real putter Abbie Ellis has loaned us while Griffin grows.  By the time the car is unloaded he has his club, his dad's club and a slew of balls thrown in the driveway.

3.  Jarrett is working, working, working.  When the weekend hits he has earned his routine Saturday Sweet Momma's date with the kiddos.  Turner & Associates and Young Agents of GA keep him pounding the pavement.  Fortunately, Young Agents requires a round of golf here and there and the occasional dinner out.  I'm more thankful than most for those dinners out.  Remember I can't cook.  It gets me off the hook.

4.  Then there's me.  What's up with me?  I love being back with my SGPA OB/GYN crew(new abbreviation).  I love being with the kiddos two days a week and playing taxi.  What I really love is J Bridge.  I do really love him(with all my heart) but what I'm really excited about in 2013 is starting a niche career as a stylist/personal shopper.  Yep, let me do the searching for you.  I'm working out kinks and seeking advice.  I hope by mid-summer I have the tools in place.  Let me take load of looking for the "perfect" dress(es), etc. off your hands.  Naturally I've gone about it a bit backwards.  The logo came first.  It makes me just giddy.  Robert Weed nailed it.  Unfortunately it's not public yet.  StratPad helped me develop a vision.  The plan is in place.  Now I've got to get my busy, business-minded hubby to give me a few more pointers, find a way to organize thoughts for clients and I'm ready.