Distractions and such
Oh my dear lord, this has been a crazy couple of weeks! Major events for me, some good and one particularly tragic event. First off, I lost my Gram. She was 96 years old and she had a stroke last August, but she was a strong women and she was still all there mentally. She had such a great spirit and faith and was so strong. But it was her time and she went very peacefully in her sleep. It hurts to just say that through a keyboard. I spent a lot of time in Chicago where she rests, and I have cried more than I have ever cried in my life. I miss her something terrible, but I know she is in a better place and with her family that preceded her in death. I have gotten behind in school a little bit, but I am caught up for the most part. Distractions are all around me, both good and bad. I am still standing strong, I am still moving forward, and I am still working towards my goals for school and career. One thing I love about these events, I finally cried. I haven’t cried in so long I almost thought I was a robot. It felt good, even if it was full of sorrow. It made me feel human and know that my love for my Gram and my family was the cause.
The end is extremely fucking nigh
Well holy shit I graduate nursing school in a week!
Gram
I lost my Gram today. She was the most beautiful, caring, loving, and happy person I have even known, and she was my idol. My heart is heavy and I miss her terribly.
Wacky waving inflatable arm flailing tube man, wacky waiving inflatable arm flailing tube man, WACKY WAVING INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MAN!
I don’t understand these things… but dammit, I LOVE them.

This is my guitar. I have had him for about 2 years now, and never named him. I also used to refer to him as a her and always thought that it would be a girl’s name. But I just came across the most fantastic name, Fitzgerald Wiggleton. And so he shall be Fitzgerald Wiggleton from now on…or Fitzy Wiggles if I’m feeling a bit silly :)
Why a guitar pick almost made me lose my mind…
I almost freaked out because I noticed my Our Lady Peace guitar pick missing from my shadowbox of music memorabilia. Like a full blown panic attack kind of freak out. Then I found it behind something else in the shadowbox.
This is not the first time I have freaked about missing music items. I am so overly protective of my ticket stubs, CDs, posters, guitar picks, drumsticks etc. and the thought of losing them just makes my heart jump. It’s like a lifeline to my youth and good times. Many of these things are simply irreplaceable and it would be pretty devastating to not have them in my possession anymore. I love love love my music.
I really need some new hobbies, or else this one is going to drive me to the looney bin…
Fairy Tales
Once Upon A Time makes me all giddy and girly! I haven’t any feelings for anyone in awhile, no real romantic tendencies in so long. This show brings me a hint of how I used to feel. I need that every once in awhile, just to make sure I am not completely numb :)

