Recovery Room

I haven't written a decent blog in a while, and I still don't really feel up to it, but here goes...
Just out of open heart surgery in the recovery room, each patient has his or her own nurse.  The patient is mostly unconsious.  Of course, they can hear, see, feel, and touch, but have no idea what is happening around them.  It is somewhat like a "twilight sleep."  This nurse, however, is extremely alert.  She monitors every heart beat, oxygen levels, body functions, etc.  Every five minutes she takes a blood sample to check the contents of the blood.  She empties the urine bucket, sucks the saliva from the mouth, bundles the blankets, moves the pillows and the bed, and even makes sure the patient has a teddy bear.  Her job is to watch over the patient and meet his or her needs.  However, she goes above and beyond. 
Our Father watches over us in the same way.  We are unconscious to His ultimate plan.  He meets our every need and then some, though we do not always realize it.  Even when we cannot see, He is taking care of every detail right down to that last "drop of saliva."  It is not because it is His job, but because He loves us. 


Busy days

Hey y'all, I got a comment from middleageguy!  I'm so proud! 
Women are sure funny when it comes to make up.  Last night I held a skin care class with several women from the bank where I'm working this summer.  First of all, it was odd to see them in blue jeans and t-shirts as I am used to seeing them in suits and heels.  What was funny is that they were all TERRIFIED to take of their make up in front of each other.  None of them had ever seen eachother without make up on.  Don't get me wrong, I think make up is great and a lot of fun (if I didn't I'd be in the wrong business), but I can't imagine being that self-conscious.  They were all friends, why was it so scary?  Anyway, they got through it and seemed to have a great time.
The window washer man came to the bank yesterday.  Great for windows, devastating for birds.  I wish I had been keeping track of how many poor little birds have flown smack into the windows.  One of those sad things you can't help but laugh at, like people falling down. 

Chest Pains

My grandpa is having chest pains again.  I am stuck at work.  My family is with him at the hospital.  I've gotta get out of here. 


These plains are pleasant

It's going to be LONG day.  I am at the bank this morning in Pleasant Plains (about 30 minutes outside of Springfield).  It is SOOOOO SLLLOOOOWWW here.  I've been here an hour and a half with no customers.  That makes for a long morning.  Pleasant Plains in an... interesting town.  Population= 777.  The town is 1.2 square miles.  The bank is an old building that sits surrounded by houses.  This is what they call their "business district."  How this is a district, I do not know.  One building. One business.  No joke. 
Despite the size of the town, I still managed to get lost coming here (thanks, Yahoo Maps!).  Are you surprised?  You shouldn't be.  If you know me much at all, you probably know that I have this incredible ability to get lost everywhere I go.
I like it here, though.  A bunch of good ole boys cruising around in old pick up trucks.  "The Reverend" came in to the bank, bringing in change from Vacation Bible School.  The grass seems greener.  The air feels cleaner.  The birds chirp louder.  There is so much peace.  The Germans were right when they said these plains are pleasant. 
As soon as I leave here, I am headed right back to Springfield for my ex-step-brother's wedding.  It's going to be strange.  I will see my ex-step-dad for the first time in five years.  When he and my mom divorced, it ended badly.  In drunken rages, suicide notes, and a restraining order, in fact.  I've heard he's doing better now.  I guess I'll find out in a few hours.  I'm not sure how I feel about it.  I guess I just feel sad that it all happened.  He was such a huge part of my life for so long, and then he was just gone.  There were no goodbye's.  When I see him, I don't know if I'll want to cry, or hug him, or run away.  I do know I want to tell him about Jesus.  Somehow.



One of my biggest goals for the year is to earn my Mary Kay Career Car.  The starting car is a Pontiac Vibe.  Kyle and I will need two cars, this could be an answered prayer.  I am going to have to work so hard for it, though.  I'm not sure how I can do it with school on top of it.  We shall see...
My inventory is supposed to arrive today.  Wahoo!  That will make for happy customers and a busy Chelsea!  UPS is so amazing.  Such quick delivery, and the online tracking gets updated very fast.  USPS can kiss my bubbles.  (That's a "Finding Nemo" reference for you non-Nemo watchers.)
Better than all of that, Kyle is coming today.  However, he will not arrive by way of UPS.  That would be awesome, though.  What can brown do for you? 


Elijah Mark

Welcome to the world, Elijah Mark Fitzgerald! Our good friends Russ and Dana welcomed Elijah into the world today.  We're so happy for them!


More Changes

I've never dreamt big... until now.  Now I am setting big goals for myself because I have to.  I must admit, however, that I half expect to fail.  That's no good.  I know God is making big changes in my life.  I love that.  I'm willing to accept everything He has in store for me, which is more than I could have ever imagined.  I never thought I'd have my own business.  Now I am so on fire for it!  Praise God!  I have some lofty goals laid out.  Ask me about them.  I'm getting a little tired of the impersonal feeling of xanga. 
Later gators!