shut up christine


Friday, March 30, 2012
      ( 11:16 AM ) shut up christine  
ps

my sis is preggy again
stole this adorable pic from her facebook
i think Wee will be a great big sister, just like her mama (who tried to throw me in the trashcan when my parents first brought me home!)

of all the things i am
being an auntie is one of the best
i love being an auntie!
the new little one will be joining our familia in august
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Wednesday, March 28, 2012
      ( 5:00 PM ) shut up christine  
my To Do List is banana town 
banaynays 
on the count of 3, i'm going to start burning through this list

i feel like i'm at a club and i'm about to throw it down
what'd you say?   uh uh honey boo boo
crack my knuckles
somebody hold my earrings

am i making any sense right now? 

1 2 3 go
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Tuesday, March 27, 2012
      ( 3:03 PM ) shut up christine  
last quarter we spent some time in a nursing home, and i had a female patient
very thin, weak, nonverbal, & bed bound.
i can't remember her exact age but she was over 80
they told me she was a pilot in the military

on her dresser, there was a photo of her in her youth
a strong, beautiful woman standing next to an airplane
i stared at this picture forever

of all the things i've seen in a hospital, this one made me... sad.
maybe sad is not the right word.  scared?  i'm not sure

growing older is inevitable.  i must have some fear related to old age
i imagine my future self to be gray, wrinkly, and happy
this vision never includes having my diaper changed in a nursing home

anyway,
years seem to be passing more quickly now
lately i have been thinking about how short life is
and how i want to spend each of the rest of my days

there's so much i want to do......
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Friday, March 23, 2012
      ( 10:54 AM ) shut up christine  
"Why We Shout In Anger"

A Hindu saint who was visiting river Ganges to take bath found a group of family members on the banks, shouting in anger at each other. He turned to his disciples smiled and asked.

'Why do people shout in anger shout at each other?'

Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, 'Because we lose our calm, we shout.'

'But, why should you shout when the other person is just next to you? You can as well tell him what you have to say in a soft manner.' asked the saint

Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the other disciples.
Finally the saint explained, .

'When two people are angry at each other, their hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other to cover that great distance.

What happens when two people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly, Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is either nonexistent or very small...'

The saint continued, 'When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each other in their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other and that's all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.'

He looked at his disciples and said.

'So when you argue do not let your hearts get distant, Do not say words that distance each other more, Or else there will come a day when the distance is so great that you will not find the path to return.'


via this facebook page
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Wednesday, March 21, 2012
      ( 8:26 PM ) shut up christine  
i helped host a baby shower for a classmate today
while it wasn't a ridiculously exorbitant amount by any means, i did spend some money on food, drinks, utensils, and a gift (about $80 total)

upon noticing what i had brought
a friend commented to me, "your mama's money"

i know she didn't mean any harm by it, but still, it bothered me a little

but she's right, you know.  i am ashamed to admit, that as a 28 year old adult, i currently live completely off makoto and my parents

i feel uneasy admitting to you how privileged i really am
(and why is that? i am trying to understand the answer)

despite my attempts to live simply
reality is that i have privilege flying in my face
i don't have a dollar of debt
no school loans, nothing, don't use credit cards either.
my first degree was paid for by the military
and my second degree is being paid for by my mother, in cash

before i go on, let me tell you about my mother.
both my parents come from humble backgrounds
like, rural village bamboo hut humble.
and yes, now my family can afford to live comfortably
because my mom makes a good amount of money.
but,
she works six 12 hour shifts each week.
SHE has earned her privilege
i am only the product of it

yes, i am spending my allowance, my mother's money, to host my friend's baby shower.
i am fortunate to not have debt.
my checking balance is rarely ever over $300.  i know that $300 is a lot of money, and i am grateful to have it.
i don't often buy things for myself. but when i do, i try to share it in some way

i am not sure why i am trying so hard to defend & explain myself, to no one. 
it helps me to write it out
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Saturday, March 17, 2012
      ( 1:18 PM ) shut up christine  

i went in like a boss and makoto didn't even feel it
tonight is my first night on the floor with my senior preceptor
here we go
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Friday, March 16, 2012
      ( 1:41 PM ) shut up christine  
The strings in Starálfur are palindromic; they are the same forwards and backwards.



Blue night over the sky
Blue night over me
Disappearing out the window
With my hands
Hidden under my cheeks
I think about my day
Today and yesterday

I put on my blue pajamas
Go straight to bed
I caress the soft covers
Close my eyes
I hide my head under the sheets

A little elf stares at me
Turns me in, but doesn't stir
From his place – himself
A staring elf

I open my eyes
The crusts come off
I stretch myself and check (If I haven't)
Returned once again and everything is okay
Still there is something missing
Like all the walls

(A little elf stares at me)
(Turns me in)

From his place – himself
I am...
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      ( 10:53 AM ) shut up christine  
don't be a leader, be a ladder.  - jayeshbhai

image via pinterest via poppytalkhandmade.com

my preceptor for my leadership rotation was brilliant.
pretty high up on the totem pole (assistant chief nursing officer)
and a professor of med-surg and pathophys for an accelerated BSN program, on the side.
his specialty is wound care

one day i had to look up best-practices for sharp wound debridement because we were adjusting the hospital's protocols
and when i sent the files to him
he said how funny...scroll to the references
because the authors had used my preceptor's research publications to write the guidelines

intimidating.

i should also mention that he's only a few years older than me

the most striking things about him were his professionalism, his confidence, and his ability to bring out the best in people.  he knew how to grow leadership in others
he wasn't arrogant
he had a vision and he went for it
nothing was impossible to him

i am trying to adopt that way of thinking
when i find myself doubting, hesitating, voice starting to shake...
eff it
i can do anything.
no, for real.  git it girl

and finally, jealousy and crap-talking are useless
i will support and be happy for all the good things in your life
and we can lean on each other in rough times too

Cause I don't shine if you don't shine
Put your back on me

- the killers, read my mind
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Thursday, March 15, 2012
      ( 11:45 AM ) shut up christine  
back to my manifesto

there was a day when someone asked me about ekatva, and then immediately after, another person asked me about the whistle around my neck (for the child soldiers in the congo)

and i cringed on the inside while i spoke
because sometimes i feel like a pretentious douchebag
gallivanting in the slums, savior to the less fortunate

no. 

do you want to know what i really did in india?
i was a dish washer, and i led an arts & crafts class.

i am not always the nicest person, as evidenced in the picture above where i am taking all the loose cat hair from Pickles' brush and piling it on her head like a wig

i'm not a hero
i don't need or want to change the world
i just strive to be a decent human being
pull over to the side when ambulance sirens are coming
spit my gum in a trashcan, not on the sidewalk
hold the door open if someone is walking behind me
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Wednesday, March 14, 2012
      ( 7:39 PM ) shut up christine  
yesterday i started my community health rotation
some of us will work with the homeless, some will make educational videos, 
some will do health fairs
i'm doing home health, meaning a nurse and i visit patients in their homes
there's a lot of driving involved (we cover the valley) but i don't mind
it's one thing to care for someone in a hospital room
but to be a guest in their home, to see where and how they live
what they are making for lunch
to meet their families and pets
it's very personal
and i feel fortunate to have this experience.
 
for preceptorship i'm doing night shifts on a med-surg unit
at a hospital that my mom once worked at :)
i start this coming saturday night
(wish me luck!)
 
i included random pictures of my plants



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Monday, March 12, 2012
      ( 4:33 PM ) shut up christine  
image via twentytwowords.com


Wee gets plenty of hugs every day
we tell her we love her all the time
i believe this is how children should be raised

i want to show the people i love
that i love them.
simple enough

but also try to do the same
for the people i don't like
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Sunday, March 11, 2012
      ( 8:30 PM ) shut up christine  

man·i·fes·to
a public declaration of intentions, opinions, objectives, or motives

i like this idea.  a written compass
what principles do you live by?
i have a list that i will write out in pieces over the next few days
 
i aspire to be a minimalist (as i type on a macbook)
the truth is i am far, far from it

the above picture is Pickles with her most prized possession - an old plastic shopping bag, in leopard print (diva)

Pickles needs only a few things to be happy:
food, water, shelter, litter box, piece of string, old shopping bag, and love & hugs
oh to live the simple life of a kitty, and to be perfectly happy with only these things.

i struggle between a simple life and a strong desire to consume

i know i will continue to buy things that are trivial or unnecessary
but my goal is to have a happy medium
and to make better choices as a consumer, as often as possible
including clothing that is sweat-shop free
products that are fair-trade
food that is organic or non-gmo

this also includes respecting and being grateful for everything i already have
and being mindful of the amount of waste i create and dispose of
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      ( 11:57 AM ) shut up christine  
beautiful speech from Charlie Chaplin's 1940 film, The Great Dictator

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Saturday, March 10, 2012
      ( 11:03 AM ) shut up christine  
in difficult times

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Thursday, March 01, 2012
      ( 4:51 PM ) shut up christine  
from George Takei's fb page
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