2 am

Here I sit sleepless at 2 am. Why such a crazy hour, you ask? Well, welcome to the life of a night nurse. I am in my prime time. Twelve hours from now at 2 in the afternoon I have sugar plums dancing in my head.

I was supposed to work tonight but got put on call due to low patient census at the hospital. I’m not bummed about not having to work – I never am. I wasn’t looking forward to driving in the snow anyway. But guess how sweet this is? Kyle told me that if I got called in to work (which often happens when you’re ‘on call’), he would get out of bed and personally drive me down to St. George to work. The drive in the winter is quite treacherous (I like that word, I learned it from a book I read in 6th grade. I use it whenever I can). I thought that was very brave and wonderful of him to offer. Luckily I haven’t had to take him up on that offer. The news keeps saying that driving on I-15 is strongly discouraged all the way from Santaquin to St. George. This reminds me of last winter when we had just moved down here I had to go to Provo for a week for clinical hours at the State Hospital. A massive storm hit the very day I was to leave. Kyle skipped class so that he could drive me safely to Provo. It took us 5 hours going like 35 the whole way. People were seriously spinning off the freeway right and left. I love that Kyle is worried about my safety and goes out of his way to protect me.

All our Christmas shopping is done! Thanks to Walmart being open 24 hrs, I’ve been able to make good use of being awake all night. Even most of the wrapping is finished. I am really excited about a couple of the gifts I picked up for Kyle. He has no idea about them and this is the first year I’ve been able to keep his gifts a secret. Somehow, Kyle has always succeeded in making me spill the beans and tell him what I’m giving him – the little stink. But not this year. No siree. I will not crack under the pressure.

The other day I bought a bag of these -

And I haven’t been able to leave them alone. There is every single flavor. Except ear wax. Remember that from Harry Potter? Disgusting. On the back of the bag there are different ‘recipes.’ Like pink lemonade, banana split, mocha latte and caramel popcorn. I love all the flavors. Except for the black licorice. I always throw those out. Every day I pick through my bowl of them, biting some in half to see what flavor they are, and making up my own flavor combos. Kyle’s favorite are the popcorns. They make me gag, so he gets all of those.

Oh, Martha Stewart is on TV now. It looks like she may be cooking up something tasty. Even though she was a convict, she does some ‘good things.’

Good night to all. Or good morning. You choose!