A Fair Warning

For Christmas I got a new hair straightener which heeded this warning:

6. Never use while sleeping.

Phew, that was close.

Christmas is coming!

So it finally hit me that Christmas is coming and there's nothing I can do to slow that down.

This is our first Christmas as a married couple and we are very excited to be spending it with my inlaws. Although, I am less excited that this means we have to travel to northern Saskatchewan to do it. It's cold there. Really cold. No, seriously, I don't think you understand how ridiculously cold it is.

Anyways, that aside, we decided we wanted a Christmas tree for our own place even though we wont be nuzzled around it on Christmas day. Mostly we love the aroma and the atmosphere that our little tree gives us in our cozy basement suite. Also, it reminds us that Christmas is indeed coming and that we better make sure we have all the gifts that we need pretty darn soon.

This is our tree in all it's glory:

We even bought lights, garlands and bobbles to put on our tree. This was quite the initial investment. If you know anyone getting married before/during/or just after the Christmas season, I think a great thing to get them would be a little Christmas package because you dont think about these things when you get married... you take for granted that these sorts of things just lie about the house all year.

Anyways, what we bought for our little tree, who's name is Linus (becuase we were listening to the Charlie Brown Christmas CD whilst we decorated), wasn't quite enough. At present our little tree looks like this:

Tomorrow I will buy more lights and garlands.

Poor Linus. Don't worry friend, soon we will have you glowing and sparkling.

As per Rachel's *blink blink* blog entry, I bring you the paramedic thought of the day:

If someone is hurt or sick right outside of a hospital enterance, why dont you just take them in to the hospital? Don't call an ambulance to come from 10 blocks aways when really they could walk to the hospital door. All we will do is take their name and address, walk them up to the hospital door ourselves and then send them a $54 bill for our troubles.

Snuffalufagitis... or, whatever.

I have come to a new realization. This stems from my lack of knowledge of syndroms or diseases. You see, nurses think that paramedics know a lot more than we do. They ramble off all these medications, diseases and symptoms and expect that we know what they are and what they're for.

'Oh, well, Mrs. So-and-so has hepatoma, scleroderma, chostochronditis, Trichinellosis and has had a colposcopy so that's why (obviously) she takes Maxaquin, zanamivir, and erlotiniv.'

blink. blink. blink.

In the past I have simply nodded my head and smiled and said 'ohhhhh yeah, of course, obviously, ok, no problem' but I have since realized that this does not do me or my patient any good. Plus, I figure I like to learn stuff and what better way than to know what these things are. So watch out all you nurses because I will be asking you a lot more questions about these things. I sure hope they aren't faking it too.

I know it's been a while since I posted. The most recent exciting events are as follows:
1. I couldn't get home when it snowed the other night because I live on a big freakin hill and had to crawl along the freeway to my parent's house.
2. Snowboarding season is upon us and I am going on Monday
3. Saw the Canucks play the Ducks the other night (LIVE, not on TV). We lost (of course) but it was glorious. I had a $6 slice of pizza and an $8 beer. We even had the obligatory drunk guys behind us telling the Canucks that they were morons and that they better skate harder. They were so drunk that they left a full $8 beer behind when they left.
4. Braden is in Korea! Check out his blog!
5. Christmas is coming in less than a month and I have 2 presents so far. Crap.

Hope everyone out there in blog land is doing well... I will try to post more often even though I'm sure people have stopped listening and caring.

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