Adrenaline

Every Tuesday the trash guy insists on driving his monster truck up the alley just as I'm waking up. Then panic strikes because once again I forgot to put the trash out like normal people the night before. I dart out of bed, make a dash for the kitchen trash and run down the driveway with the massive green dumpster. I usually make it just in time looking ridiculous in my pjs, sneak an awkward wave and a look of "I know! I'm sorry!" and retreat to the house with a feeling of great accomplishment. This is how I start my Tuesday...every Tuesday. Did you all see that movie He's Just Not That Into You? It really had some great insight. For instance, there was a part that the guy friend is shaming the girl for not paying her bills on time and being late everywhere. He goes on to explain that her reason for doing this is because she is an adrenaline junkie. She waits until the last minute for the thrill of pulling it off at the last second. I can completely understand that! It's fun! I'm sure that's why I love being a Labor and Delivery nurse. A full helping of adrenaline is all yours as the doctor calls out "STAT C-Section!" and you're running down the hall with the patient's stretcher and beyond a doubt the misbehaving baby will get to the OR, mom will be under general anesthesia, the surgeons will be gowned and gloved, the patient draped, instruments ready, baby warmer ready, team of pediatricians present, circulating nurse organizing the chaos, and delivery of the kiddo all within 3 minutes. Amazing. Fun. Adrenaline. "Felicidades! Es nino!"

So this is for free

I'm notorious for bursting forth with information that didn't have a clear connection to the people outside my brain. My good friends could tell you, there was a connection. They even start scanning their surroundings for the piece of stimulous that makes the missing link. Some of the time they get lucky. This is how my blog received it's name. This information is only what it's worth: this is for free.
Tonight I punched out with the rest of my exhausted Labor and Delivery friends. I can't get over how bright it is outside! Day Light Savings is crazy and inspires me for a picnic and frisbee, and possibly yogurtville. I envied the motorcyclists out enjoying the incredible tempurature of the evening and am now home creating a blog on my backporch amongst the christmas lights, jack johnson and my favorite frozen dinner. Note to self, stick the frsibee in the trunk so it is accessible at all times.
My birthday is coming up soon. I've been trying to think of something fun to do and avoid catastrophe like last year.... My friend Jill has my 25th birthday forever embedded in her knee. Rock on with that wicked scar! She'll never go camping again, but I am ambitious and I think it can be conquered without disaster possibly this summer. Of course, not on my birthday. So maybe a crawfish boil? Who ever had a bad time at a crawfish boil? You may not enjoy the taste but have you ever enjoyed being so grossed out? Definitely a good choice, it made the list...
So what would you do with your last check? I swear I've got more of them somewhere but all I can find is one. There's a church retreat coming up called Road Rules which was a blast last year, or I could pay rent. I might should consult my roomate on this decision, or just be more responsible about reordering checks....either way.
I'll keep you posted.