Thursday, November 14, 2013

Decisions, decisions, decisions

I haven't had a chance to really update everyone on the craziness of our lives. August was a hard month for us. Matt was trying to decide where to go to school and more importantly what he wanted to do with his life. It went a little like this:
  • We were staying in Vegas
  • We were moving to Rexburg
  • We were staying in Vegas
  • We were moving to Rexburg and then moving to Provo
  • We were moving to Salt Lake
  • We were staying
  • We were moving
  • We were staying
  • We were staying
  • We were moving
  • We were confused!!!
I wanted to move away. It's not that I don't like Vegas; I just miss my family. I miss my friends. I MISS TREES! Mostly, I'm just a big baby. I tried to stay neutral, though, because I didn't want him to make a decision solely to please me. 
Then, he chose BYU. I didn't even think that was a real option. 
You see, things are a bit tricky for us. 
Matt has Crohn's disease.
Crohn's disease is aggravated by stress.
College is stressful.

We wanted to make a decision that was best for his health.
That's ridiculous!
So, we chose what will give us the best future.

Provo, here we come!


Out with the bangs, in with the new.
P.S. Sometimes Matt has a tricky time keeping his eyes open all the way. I promise he looks like a real person most of the time! And for me, well, that's pretty much what I look like all the time! 

Yours Truly,

Friday, November 8, 2013

Shooting Stars

If you could do your life over what would you change?
Maybe that bad haircut from 9th grade or giving into the gaucho fad of 2005?
Talk about a bad hair year!
Maybe you would have chosen different friends in middle school or tried out for the basketball team?

I was talking to my mom the other day about all the opportunity we have today. It seems that the sky really is the limit (anyone else hear about Lady Gaga performing in space in 2015?) and yet with the list of options growing longer it seems the window of opportunity is shrinking. I know as a nurse there are "many options" of where to take my career. The tricky part is that the place I want to be isn't hiring, or I'm not as qualified, or doesn't exist this side of Illinois.

If I could do my life over I wonder if I would change my career choice. I think about how much I wanted to be a wedding planner, or how I decided to be a graphic designer in ninth grade. I chuckle at the comments I get about how I should be on Broadway or go into theater (yes, yes, apparently I can't go 10 minutes without making up a song or melody). Then I remember why I decided to go into nursing. You see, that was not AT ALL my first choice. I wanted to be a Registered Dietitian. I wanted to show people how eating healthy can be fun and rewarding, not a hassle. That's what my plan was. That's what I was taking pre-requisites for. That's why I was in Anatomy and Physiology that day.
It was sometime in February. I don't remember what we were learning about. All I can really pinpoint is the feeling I had. It wasn't an overwhelming, shiveries all over, hairs stood up on my arms kind of a feeling. Instead it was like that nagging voice in the back of your head- the one that no matter how many distractions you think of you can't drown out. It kept saying, "You aren't going to be happy as a dietitian, Cami. You're going to be so bored." I ignored it. It came again, "You really should look into Nursing. There's no harm in just looking!" Fine! I decided to go to the Nursing Department and just look at an application. I wasn't even going to fill it out. But I did. I filled it out and I got all the references and background checks that I needed in the 6 days before the deadline closed. It was a miracle.
I told myself that if I actually got into the Nursing Program that that would be proof that I needed to follow that career path. If I didn't get in, I wasn't going to try again. Well, I got accepted. I hadn't even taken all of the required classes! I was off-track. I wasn't even in the same state! So, I searched for a class that would transfer up to that college and I found one. I was set. Cue the situational irony. I had signed up for the wrong class! I realized this the night before that class started and I was a mess! Luckily I found another class that would actually transfer and fit into my full time work schedule. Unfortunately, class registration closed the next day at 4, the same time I got off work 20 minutes away. Long story short, the head of the department was in a good mood that day and happened to be walking out of his office when we got there, so he let me into the full class and when September rolled around I started the Nursing Program.
You see, I know that was a long story, but I can't pretend there wasn't something greater than myself pulling the strings there. Call it fate. Call it divine intervention. Whatever it was has lead me to where I am now. If I would have followed the dietitian path I would have been at a different school when my now-husband returned to BYU-Idaho. We never would have met. We never would have fallen in love and had this crazy 8 months together. I don't know that Nursing is necessarily what I'm supposed to do for the rest of my life, but I do know that if I wouldn't have done it then, I wouldn't be where I am now. And right now, I'm pretty happy.

The Start of Something Amazing

Hello again!
I promised to write again soon and thanks to the scheduling tool in blogger I was able to write this shortly after my last post without any time lapse. I write to you from the couch of my in-laws' house, picking the mascara off my eyelashes and wondering whether or not I should search their kitchen for chocolate chips. It's nights like this, nights where the lighting is dim without being dark and I'm just tired enough to focus on one thing at a time, that I think about my life as a whole.
I've always wanted to be one of those bloggers. You know the ones I'm talking about! They're funny, or crafty, etc, etc, etc. It's been tricky. When I read my original blog I snicker at my pitiful attempts to be interesting. I wanted to be popular! I wanted people to say, "Did you read Cami's last blog post? It was crazy/interesting/hilarious/inspiring/..." you feel in the blank. I didn't accomplish that. It's pretty disgusting, actually. I know that blogging shouldn't be about gaining followers, but I couldn't help but want them! I still can't. I hope that I've matured enough over the past year that this blog will be different. Do I still want to be likable? To a fault, yes. Will this blog be catalogued with my cute outfits, or decadent desserts? Maybe once in a while. Like I admitted in my last post, I'm horrible about taking pictures. I really have huge aspirations to be an average photographer I'm just lazier than a cat on a Sunday afternoon. Can you count on embarrassingly lame analogies? You betcha! Will I occasionally go to my "thoughtful place" and pull out some deep musings? Sure! I can't promise that I'm going to always be interesting, or that every post is going to have a witty one liner. Heaven knows, I'm more clever in my mind than I am in reality, so take a deep breath, put on your favorite pair of gym shorts, and let's start this blogging adventure together.
P.S. That's me in the white dress. 
Three cheers for marriage!

Thanks for joining me,

Thursday, November 7, 2013

I guess I should explain-

Dear Readers,

I'm still alive! Would you believe it after all this time? I've probably turned into the worst blogger ever and to the four people that read this blog, I apologize. Getting back into blogging has been, well, a challenge. Much like a breaking up with someone, the more time that passes the more I have to say and less that I want to. Time to take the plunge I suppose.
Let me start with a few quick updates:

  •  It's November. Not much of an update, but insanity nevertheless. Let's just pretend it's snowing outside and not 80s degree and I think we'll all feel much better about the fact that Christmas is right around the corner. Fa la la la la. la la. la. la. 
  • WE'RE MOVING!! Provo, here we come. Matt has been accepted to BYU and we are packing our bags and headed North. To say I'm ecstatic would be an understatement.
  • We were foster parents… for kittens that is. It's a tragic story that I'll have to delve into later.
  • Matt's pretty much a sicky. As it turns out, Crohn's Disease is a pretty big deal and we are scheduled for surgery ASAP. It's not like anyone needs their small intestine anyway, right?
  • I'm a real life Registered Nurse working in an OBGYN office. The details are boring, so let's just say I monitor high risk pregnant woman. Thankfully, there aren't any high risk pregnant men… that was my attempt at a joke… Let me know how I did...
  • My hair is long. And I'm growing out my bangs. For anyone who has known me longer than 5 years you know what an accomplishment both of these feats are. 
I know this really wasn't much of an update on the doings of my life, but the humdrum of daily life isn't much to talk about. I promise to try to post pictures next time around. I should admit that I'm a highly unambitious photographer with a iPhone 3, so the quality is less than impressive. 

Until next time,