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I woke to the sound of lawnmowers. It must be a beautiful day I think to myself as I roll over to see what time it is. Ughh .. it's nearly 3 pm. On a good day of rest I wouldn't get up for another two hours. Seeing the sun is a rare treat for a night nurse unless they're willing to sacrifice sleep.

The running shoes go on, headphones in place, iPod turns on and .. Fergie is playing. When did I ever buy any Fergie music? Oh well, I run for a quick mile. Do some stretching, push ups, sit ups trying not to become a fatty.
Getting home I decided that I should do the cool thing and try out my new lawnmower. Troy Built, Honda made engine. This is MUCH easier than using that crappy electric pile I owned earlier this month. Cutting my lawn was actually enjoyable and I decided to take my lawncare to the next level and sprayed all my weeds.
Next is my favorite part of the day. Shower. Then I will eat my left over spaghetti made with whole grain noodles, turkey burger, and extra olives. An organic salad on the side? I almost miss the days in college where beer and a can of Pringles would suffice. This is my Friday at work so perhaps Deschutes Brewery and myself will meet up.

Oh yes .. my rant for the day. Last night I was placed on standby for work. This was the middle of my work week which is less than an ideal day to be placed on standby but Brent and I decided to see the new Star Trek movie. The movie is GREAT! It's a must see even if you have no idea what Star Trek is about. During the middle part of the movie my phone vibrates, shit, I know what this means. "Large traumatic epidural bleed is going to surgery", great, thanks Brad. Time for me to earn my paycheck. I Montana Exit out of the theatre and head into work. All in all it was good. I will see the movie again later this week and the patient came back from neuro surgery and ended up doing alright. His family was over joyed and greatly apprecitive of everything we did for him. I love my job most days.
Time for dinner ..

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