Constant Commentary

She freakin' went and grew up on me.  Without my consent, mind you.  Just freakin' did it.  I know EVERYONE says this, but I honestly do not know where the time went!  It seems like just yesterday she was 3 years old dressed up in the thousandth princess costume of the day asking me for more teddy grahams. NOW.... she is a confident, strong, sassy, sweet, intelligent, young woman who not only knows what she wants-- when she wants it-- but also strong enough to know and admit when she DOESN'T know what she wants!  I am super proud of her and excited to see where this next journey takes her.  Today, her major is Health Sciences, which is USM's version of Pre-Med.  I don't know if she will really ride this "I wanna be a doctor" train all the way to the station, but it will sure be a fun ride ;-) It's going to be soooooo weird when she leaves.  Sean said at dinner to Lonnie and I the other night, "It's going to be weird soon when I become an

Alternate title: I need a freakin' hobby! My new job is a very unique creature.  I suddenly have the luxury of BUCKETS of free time.  Alone time.  Me time. Time which I, for the most part, have no clue what to do with. I work 12 hour shifts.  I work Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Friday overnight.  But these "12 hour shifts" are actually just me being 'on-call' for people having mental health crisis episodes.  If there are no crisis-ey things happening, I am just out living my life, doing whatever I want. How it works: I get a call from a person at the Crisis Hotline saying that they have been talking with someone who needs someone to meet with them.  I call the person, and then I either go meet with them someplace, or just the phone call with me was enough to get them through.  We also do the mental health evaluations for St. Joseph's Hospital.  So if someone comes to the ER feeling suicidal, or having attempted suicide, they call us to come meet with the