1. When everyone is congratulating you on moving, they forget to tell you that you’ll be lonely

    It’s a different experience, living somewhere you’ve never known, shopping at different stores, never seeing a familiar face - even if its just the grocery boy. But I suppose that’s to be expected when you trade in your hometown for the bright lights of the big city.

    I’ve always been lonely during the summer, but I think its worse when I don’t have a familiar haunt, or even my mother around to keep me company. One can only keep busy with crafting and cleaning before the loneliness sets in again. And I suppose I have Brent, but I wait around for him all day and then he just hops on the computer as soon as he gets home.

    It certainly doesn’t help that I keep getting hit with all these huge emotional rocks.

    Ugh.

  2. My relationship’s fatal flaw: tomatoes

    I’m not really joking here, that’s legitimately a concern of large proportions in my household.

    Brent hates foods that are any sort of product of a vegetables that is red or brown, and any sort of pepper. That means no salsa, mashed potatoes, red or green peppers, jalapenos, pace, spaghetti sauce - all of these things are in like every one of my favorite foods. And whenever I try to use them in a recipe and am all excited and proud to have cooked a delicious meal for him, he spouts that I don’t listen to him and then I end up quietly eating my meal with extra salt (from the tears - insert badum CHHH - I don’t know how to spell that noise)

    I know it’s like the stupidest thing, but food and desserts are some of my favorite things in the world. I don’t even know how to make my favorite recipes to exclude everything that Brent doesn’t like. And then when I make a mistake and include something he doesn’t like (which is like, everything good) then I feel like shit and that I’m not good enough for him because I don’t listen and am therefore like his mother. Which makes me feel disgusting.

    I feel ridiculous for even spending time getting upset, and for considering that maybe there’s someone else out there who would love food just as much as me. That maybe I deserve someone who doesn’t get upset with me when I make them something special.

    And I feel even more disgusting for considering finding someone else who likes tomatoes. Like, is that the stupidest reason to dump someone or what?

    I don’t know. Whatever.

  3. Look at this man with my cat. Doesn’t he just melt your ovaries?

    Look at this man with my cat. Doesn’t he just melt your ovaries?

  4. So I officially live with this boy, how cool is that?

    So I officially live with this boy, how cool is that?

  5. faultinourstarsmovie:

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    faultinourstarsmovie:

    One note = one vote. Like or reblog to vote for your state! Go your-state-name-here!

  6. So Internet, I’m avoiding maternity and I thought I’d give you a bit of an update

    I’d promise more frequent posts but we all know that’s not going to happen. Term three is a bitch (aka hardest nursing semester EVA in my program in MN).

    So I did a NICU rotation on Monday at one of the local hospitals in the area and it was the neatest thing! I mean, freaking amazing what comes out of a uterus, you’d be amazed. I saw a c-section (the surgical removal of a fetus) and that was super cool, there was all this baby pee (amniotic fluid) and blood and cries, it was a whirl wind! I also took care of two babies who were about 33 weeks old gestation, and the size of a good sandwich or a bottle of Coke, whichever makes more sense to you. And they were so freaking cute, I wouldn’t mind wiping NICU baby butt for the rest of my life I gotta say. The NICU brings in all the aspects of medicine that I really like and keeps out the crazy mobs of family members (for the most part). It’s fascinating and impactful critical care, and the patients don’t sass me. Eh we’ll see if babyland is where I’m meant to be.

    I also did a rotation in oral surgery and saw someone’s mole removed and a clogged salivary gland removed. That was pretty neat. I almost passed out from low blood sugar, but they gave me a donut so it was all good. Today I saw some super neat tunneling wounds in a guy’s back, and he didn’t even flinch when we changed the dressing!! And I saw a growth the size of an apple on a man’s stomach - likely skin cancer. It was a super cool week in the clinic.

    I figured I owed you some pictures from the model home of my new fancy apartment too! I’ve been day dreaming like constantly about it, I cannot wait 9 more weeks, I might die.

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    This is the dining room set up next to the kitchen, our walls will be white initially and I’m thinking of chocolate brown accent walls. There’s a coat closet and laundry room behind those doors and the entrance is just out of sight on the right. We have updated brushed silver finishes and lighting, so that’s super nice.

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    This is our kitchen, I plan on painting the far wall a nice yellow color. There’s a pantry (score) and I’ve already purchased new drawer pulls and a temp backsplash to make the kitchen a bit more unique.

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    And most importantly, this is where the magic happens! Now none of these decorations are ours, so our apartment will look fabulously better, but at least you get the image. I have enough room in the master for a king size mattress, a dresser and still plenty of underwear dancing space. I have no idea what to paint here yet, but I’m finally getting my bedroom a little bit more pulled together. I have a walk in closet and a tub the size of Manchester. And TWO sinks. Cool huh?

    We also got a two bedroom, so we have a guest bathroom and bedroom that will double as a mancave for Brent. There’s even a nice patio looking over a foresty area, and I plan on getting a retractable screen door to let some natural NC air flow through.

    We’re so excited about this, and despite the distress of moving across the country for a boy, I’m really happy. I just have to make it through this semester and then I am so out of this town. And yes I’ll post real pictures of NC when I acquire them. For now, end on cuteness from the side of Brent’s face. And my super awesome purse.

  7. Ugh 4/4 internships rejected me because I started my senior year already

    Fuck this business.

    Why am I going to NC this early again? No one is going to hire me…

  8. Internet, I signed a lease for my first apartment with Brent. Do you remember all those years ago when we went on our first date and I wasn’t so sure about him? Haha look at us now. 
I’m North Carolina bound in 10 weeks :)

    Internet, I signed a lease for my first apartment with Brent. Do you remember all those years ago when we went on our first date and I wasn’t so sure about him? Haha look at us now.

    I’m North Carolina bound in 10 weeks :)

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