funny bone

Posts Tagged ‘romance’

learning to connect

Sometimes when you’ve got it in your head that something’s gonna happen, you can end up being easily disappointed.  That happens to me. I think it happens to a lot of people. You kind’a set yourself up because you haven’t done the work or in some cases clued the other person in.  Sadly most people aren’t mind-readers, and that goes double or even triple for Guys. Read the rest of this entry »

I think I need a sock monkey

Last night before I went to my ER shift I knew I needed to come up with an idea for my #findthefunny Monday post and within the first half hour of getting there, a Cute Guy wheeled his Great Granny into Triage. She was smiling and all dressed up in an ivory Chanel-ish jacket and matching knit cap, so I told her how cute she looked and showed her to the Triage Window.

Then a scared|crying Little Boy and his Mommy arrived  — Read the rest of this entry »

thumbs up for hot docs

I’ve always loved baking, but I tend to use every utensil and bowl in the kitchen, so doing the dishes is NOT my favorite thing.

Yesterday post yoga, after making three kinds of cookie dough (chocolate chip, pecan meltaways and cinnamon sugar) to freeze for holiday baking, I’m washing dishes when OWWWW… Read the rest of this entry »

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M948pizKuxk

Certain oldie-but-goody-vids still make me cry like Susan Boyle showing the world that what’s inside is more important than what’s outside and the “all time” best wedding dance vid “JK Wedding Dance” (which totally makes me want to plan my wedding even though at the moment I don’t have a groom in mind.)

Whenever I need to smile I just watch the “Chest Bump Montage”, which appeals to my inner-goof and I can’t explain why I think “Idiots” is so funny, I just do.

The entire “Mr. Old Spice” campaign totally rocks (not only for me, but for gazillions of others – Who knew?) I just can’t believe I got into it at the end of the campaign, because I have so many questions I’d like to ask Isaiah Mustafa (oh yeah!) Read the rest of this entry »

It’s another Monday morning and once again, I feel totally confused by my Sunday night ER shift.

Every time I see Dr. A at the hospital, I suffer from “white coat syndrome-itis.” My pulse races. My chest gets all red and splotchy. I get nervous in a way that only happens when I’m in a really important audition. Read the rest of this entry »

I'm toast!

Okay, so this is what I get for even thinking about eating carbs. After 45 minutes of rocking my world with Andrea at Made In L.A. Fitness,  I’m on my late shift in the ER and suddenly remember that I haven’t eaten (mainly because my stomach alerts me with rumblings loud enough for the patients to hear.)

So I pop into the employee lounge hoping someone left a fruit basket which sometimes happens when patients are really appreciative to the staff (hint hint) but instead I find — Read the rest of this entry »

crushing in the ER

THINGS THAT MAKE ME SMILE

When…

someone takes home a Read the rest of this entry »