Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Nursing school, resist, quilt.

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My last semester of nursing school started yesterday.  I, yet again (because of my part-time status) know no one.  OK, maybe I know one person, but I barely know that person.  It really is a problem because I have no one to go, pssss, hey - there is a quiz on the first day of class or hey - you really should sign up for the three patient simulations right now.  So I walked into class, took a quiz I had no idea was going to happen (I didn't even have a pencil, I had to do it in pen) and when I looked at the signups for the simulations, there was conveniently only one time spot left in each of them just for me.

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Jeremy and Edda during the regular night time routine.

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Jeremy texted me this photo of a "RESIST" protest sign on a construction crane near his DC metro stop.

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I made pork tenderloin for dinner.  Tomorrow is the end of the quarter for the kids.  No homework tonight!  We made it through.  I'm a little under the weather, I think I have a stomach bug or something.

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Is there a better time to rejoin my Unitarian friends?  I haven't made it to Sunday service in years now, but Jo (in the photo on the right) sees me in the gym during the week and suggested that I should come to the quilting bee as my spiritual practice.  At the same time as the quilting bee, the church was hosting the first of the 10 actions/100 days from the Women's March which was to send postcards to our representatives.  It seems a bit futile since our reps are the heads of the resistance...sigh.  Let's see what tomorrow holds.

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