My Husband "Subvet" says that when our first son "Sonshine" was born the sun rose on our world, when our second son "Gator" was born the sun laughed and when our daughter "Sugars" was born all the flowers bloomed. That says it all.

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain."
Anonymous

Your mind is the garden, your
thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William
Wordsworth

Friday, March 26, 2010

Finding the Pepper

Wanting to be like the grownups, my kids will frequently ask for "salt and pepper" on their supper. What they don't know is that I just wave the salt shaker over their plate, then give them plenty of pepper. I do almost the same with my plate too. Not too much salt, but gimme that pepper! Without pepper the meal is just bland. The last two nights at work I was disgruntled that I couldn't find any pepper. There's a salt shaker, 45 salt packets and an entire BOX of salt...but no pepper anywhere.

So tonight I got smart(er) and packed our box of pepper with my lunch. (hope you didn't need it honey) result was a much tastier lunch.


I've been a bit disgruntled by a few things lately. The future of hospital nursing as I see it looks bleak. I've lived in our current house longer than anywhere else in my life....and wanderlust is starting to set in. I'm dreaming of moving places...from Alaska to Maine to Lafayette to just across town....just pack up and go. Thinking about different ways to use my RN that will be less effected by the socialization of medicine in our country. I'm once again searching all over for the pepper. And so far all I've found is a bunch of salt. Plans that don't pan out, more secure jobs that only pay half of what I'm getting now. I'm searching in places I've already looked.

But I want to get smart(er). I want to find that simple, yet ellusive, solution that will provide financial stability for us in the years to come.

Perhaps I should ask St Anthony for help. I hear he's good at finding things....maybe he'll help me find some pepper.

6 comments:

Diane@Diane's Place said...

You could pray to St. Jude ---- he's the patron saint of lost causes. :-/

Sara said...

I'm in total agreement. We have a friend who is an ER dr. and he has said in the past he'll open up shop in his basement. We'll see.

GrandmaK said...

May God bless you in your "spicy" life. Thank you, too, for your recent visit! Cathy

Hootin' Anni said...

I've been awol from visiting the last couple of days and wanted to catch up and leave a comment.

You know this health reform is a scary thing...dunno what will come of it. Guess time will tell.

Thanks for stopping by this past week and leaving such sweet comments.

Enjoy that pepper. I too love the stuff.

ellen b. said...

Ahh yes we all could use some pepper for sure. I do hope you find some contentment in the midst of looking for the pepper...

♥Kristie Lynn♥ said...

St. Anthony has helped me find all but one thing that I had lost. I never tried asking him to help me find a different job or life direction, but hey, maybe I should've!!!! Sure hope you are able to find something that suits your family's needs!