Looks like these Memphis fans finally got it right. Go Dores!
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Go Dores!
My beloved Vanderbilt Commodores knocked off the #1 Tennessee Volunteers at Memorial Gymnasium in Nashville, TN a couple of nights ago. Reminiscing back to my days as a Graduate student at Vandy, I attended many a game at that hallowed gymnasium and it is one of the best gyms to watch a basketball game. Granted, I have yet to watch a game at Cameron Indoor, but that day will come.
Looks like these Memphis fans finally got it right. Go Dores!
Looks like these Memphis fans finally got it right. Go Dores!
Next purchase? :)
When it comes to my electronics, I can become pretty obsessive-compulsive. Well, I've caught the Mac bug and I am more than ready to welcome this beautiful piece of technology into my life :)
While I was studying for my boards over the past few months, I needed something to keep me motivated and I finally decided on this as my gift to myself once I became certified. My brother bought one of these about 8 months ago and he has sold me on getting one for myself.
I'll let you know what I think once it gets here :)
While I was studying for my boards over the past few months, I needed something to keep me motivated and I finally decided on this as my gift to myself once I became certified. My brother bought one of these about 8 months ago and he has sold me on getting one for myself.
I'll let you know what I think once it gets here :)
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Another Trip to God's Country
I had a great weekend with the family down in God's country and it makes me miss my family so much more. I had a huge agenda of things to do with regards to the wedding/reception/rest of my life and my wonderful fiance accompanied me to calm my nerves and help me with completing the agenda.
Well, we got a ton done and it just made me realize how much closer we are to that glorious day in July. I have been very blessed to have a family that loves me and supports me as much they do. I am totally and utterly in love with my family and the happiness I feel when I am around them. Each time I go home, it makes me miss Alabama more and more. The familiarity, the accessibility, the family, and the history that lies within that state.
And I can never forget to mention how lucky I am to be gaining a family just as loving, just as amazing, and just as remarkable as the family I grew up with. This has been an incredible week.
I am so proud of my family and where they have been and where they are headed. And don't worry, we will be back in the South soon. I love you all very much.
Now, on to another week...Salut.
Well, we got a ton done and it just made me realize how much closer we are to that glorious day in July. I have been very blessed to have a family that loves me and supports me as much they do. I am totally and utterly in love with my family and the happiness I feel when I am around them. Each time I go home, it makes me miss Alabama more and more. The familiarity, the accessibility, the family, and the history that lies within that state.
And I can never forget to mention how lucky I am to be gaining a family just as loving, just as amazing, and just as remarkable as the family I grew up with. This has been an incredible week.
I am so proud of my family and where they have been and where they are headed. And don't worry, we will be back in the South soon. I love you all very much.
Now, on to another week...Salut.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Oh, Rita
Ummm, wtf?
1. Praise God this family isn't in Tuscaloosa. We would absolutely rip her into pieces.
2. West Virginia should consider themselves the luckiest program alive for getting rid of, well,...that hair.
3. Maybe Michigan will do her good with all of the cool air to possibly tame it down...then again, nevermind...that would never work.
4. Rita, go easy on the hair dryer.
5. And lay off the botox for a few months...losing all feeling in your face is a bad thing in the medical field.
6. Even "The Big House" can't dwarf that hair.
7. Rita, maybe you should think about eating a cracker....or two.
8. That kid looks pissed.
9. Rich Rod, you are a douche.
1. Praise God this family isn't in Tuscaloosa. We would absolutely rip her into pieces.
2. West Virginia should consider themselves the luckiest program alive for getting rid of, well,...that hair.
3. Maybe Michigan will do her good with all of the cool air to possibly tame it down...then again, nevermind...that would never work.
4. Rita, go easy on the hair dryer.
5. And lay off the botox for a few months...losing all feeling in your face is a bad thing in the medical field.
6. Even "The Big House" can't dwarf that hair.
7. Rita, maybe you should think about eating a cracker....or two.
8. That kid looks pissed.
9. Rich Rod, you are a douche.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Finito!
Done!
Hugs and kisses,
Andrea Boohaker, ACNP-BC (Acute Care Nurse Practitioner-Board Certified) BOOYAH!
Hugs and kisses,
Andrea Boohaker, ACNP-BC (Acute Care Nurse Practitioner-Board Certified) BOOYAH!
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
State and Sport?
Centuries ago, the debate between Church and State dominated society headlines. The issue of whether or not to separate the church from the everyday decisions involved within the country reverberated day after day. Today, the issue of the state interfering in athletics resembles the struggle experienced many eras ago.
Experiencing one of the most tumultuous eras in baseball, steroids has tainted a game that was once so pure, so genuine. Inadequate players trying to get ahead in a game that thrives on pure talent have created a generation of baseball that will be looked upon as one of the most unsuccessful and question-filled years of the sport.
I was at work today and found a few minutes to catch the live testimony of Roger Clemens and Brian McNamee and I started to think to myself why are these athletes on Capitol Hill being interrogated by Congress Men and Women about whether or not they used steroids? I, in no way, advocate the using or dispensing of steroids; however, I do not advocate the use of my tax dollars to repeatedly question athletes and trainers about what they did 10-15 years ago in regards to steroids in baseball or any other sport for that matter. If the use of steroids in sports somehow compromises the security of the country, then I would be calling for all athletes' heads to report to Capitol Hill and answer to every question brought forth by our Congress Men and Women.
I sat there today watching the testimony and trying to rationalize how all of these politicians can spend (or waste) in excess of 3 hours of their time discussing who is lying, who is telling the truth, who shot who with steroids, deciphering what B12 is, and who's wife is juicing. How about we spend in excess of 3 hours discussing the healthcare crisis this country is facing, or the economic crisis we are in, or the unemployment rate over the past few months, or the lack of morality in this country. What about those issues? Instead, an incompetent baseball Commissioner (yes, you Bud) runs to Congressman Mitchell to investigate steroids in baseball (which wasn't even a complete report) and uses every opportunity to spend my tax dollars for something me nor my family will gain from. Will someone please explain the logic of this?
Let sports manage sports and leave the congress men and women to continue to screw up our country. It is absolutely asinine that athletes resort to the use of steroids or any other metabolic substance to enhance their bodies and their performance; and, yes, they should be reprimanded....by Major League Baseball, not The United States of America. I do not believe what these athletes did compromised the security of this country nor do I condone what they did or allegedly did; but, Bud Selig needs to grow a pair and figure out what the hell he's doing and fix a problem that he created (or didn't stop).
I hope Roger Clemens is telling the truth; I honestly do. It will be devastating for baseball to see one of the perennial heroes in baseball accused and proven guilty of cheating in a game that should be left to strikes and runs determining the outcome.
Alright, enough of my ranting. I'm off to watch my Dukies and Gary Williams sweat through another suit. Sweeeet.
Toodles.
Experiencing one of the most tumultuous eras in baseball, steroids has tainted a game that was once so pure, so genuine. Inadequate players trying to get ahead in a game that thrives on pure talent have created a generation of baseball that will be looked upon as one of the most unsuccessful and question-filled years of the sport.
I was at work today and found a few minutes to catch the live testimony of Roger Clemens and Brian McNamee and I started to think to myself why are these athletes on Capitol Hill being interrogated by Congress Men and Women about whether or not they used steroids? I, in no way, advocate the using or dispensing of steroids; however, I do not advocate the use of my tax dollars to repeatedly question athletes and trainers about what they did 10-15 years ago in regards to steroids in baseball or any other sport for that matter. If the use of steroids in sports somehow compromises the security of the country, then I would be calling for all athletes' heads to report to Capitol Hill and answer to every question brought forth by our Congress Men and Women.
I sat there today watching the testimony and trying to rationalize how all of these politicians can spend (or waste) in excess of 3 hours of their time discussing who is lying, who is telling the truth, who shot who with steroids, deciphering what B12 is, and who's wife is juicing. How about we spend in excess of 3 hours discussing the healthcare crisis this country is facing, or the economic crisis we are in, or the unemployment rate over the past few months, or the lack of morality in this country. What about those issues? Instead, an incompetent baseball Commissioner (yes, you Bud) runs to Congressman Mitchell to investigate steroids in baseball (which wasn't even a complete report) and uses every opportunity to spend my tax dollars for something me nor my family will gain from. Will someone please explain the logic of this?
Let sports manage sports and leave the congress men and women to continue to screw up our country. It is absolutely asinine that athletes resort to the use of steroids or any other metabolic substance to enhance their bodies and their performance; and, yes, they should be reprimanded....by Major League Baseball, not The United States of America. I do not believe what these athletes did compromised the security of this country nor do I condone what they did or allegedly did; but, Bud Selig needs to grow a pair and figure out what the hell he's doing and fix a problem that he created (or didn't stop).
I hope Roger Clemens is telling the truth; I honestly do. It will be devastating for baseball to see one of the perennial heroes in baseball accused and proven guilty of cheating in a game that should be left to strikes and runs determining the outcome.
Alright, enough of my ranting. I'm off to watch my Dukies and Gary Williams sweat through another suit. Sweeeet.
Toodles.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Little Pick Me Up
Could not have come at a better time. Hope this helps you as much as it is helping me.
From Matthew 6:25-34
25
From Matthew 6:25-34
25
Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat (or drink), or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing?
Look at the birds in the sky; they do not sow or reap, they gather nothing into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are not you more important than they?
Can any of you by worrying add a single moment to your life-span? 17
Why are you anxious about clothes? Learn from the way the wild flowers grow. They do not work or spin.
But I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was clothed like one of them.
18 If God so clothes the grass of the field, which grows today and is thrown into the oven tomorrow, will he not much more provide for you, O you of little faith?
So do not worry and say, 'What are we to eat?' or 'What are we to drink?' or 'What are we to wear?'
All these things the pagans seek. Your heavenly Father knows that you need them all.
But seek first the kingdom (of God) and his righteousness, 19 and all these things will be given you besides.
Do not worry about tomorrow; tomorrow will take care of itself. Sufficient for a day is its own evil.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Compadres
Friendship.
That phrase; that term; that concept is taken for granted by so many people it's incredible. If you had one friend that had some sort of impact on your life, you would be different. You would cherish their company, their insight, and their friendship. These days, finding genuine, trusting people takes a miracle. Mostly everyone has their own agenda, their own motivations that dictate their every move and every statement.
I think that friendship is a blessing. Not everyone in this world has someone they can turn to in times of sadness, joy, and celebration. It amazes me how many people feel alone in this world and it has an even bigger effect on me when I realize how legitimate their loneliness is. The minute I experience how much they are hurting, I immediately look at myself and realize how unbelievably lucky I am. Now, when I say this next sentence, I mean it and it's the truth. I have the greatest group of friends a person could conceivably have. Every single on of my friends have such giving and genuine hearts I start to question if I even deserve their friendship.
During my entire engagement, I have learned an enormous amount about myself, my limitations, my likes/dislikes, and those people who have stood by me from the moment I met them. In making my invitation list to the wedding and reception (and it is quite an exclusive list, folks), I had the most fun writing down all of the names of my friends because I knew they would be some of the first ones to show up in Sweet Home Alabama on that glorious weekend in July; they would the first ones to run up to me and give me the biggest hug the night before my wedding; they will be the ones who will cry with me when I put my wedding dress on an hour before I walk down the aisle; they will be the ones I know that will be genuinely happy for me when they see me walk down the aisle towards my best friend; and, best of all, they will be the ones who will party their asses off with me as a newlywed and love every minute of it. And, what is so refreshing is that they know that they can expect the same exact thing from me.
You know, it doesn't necessarily have to be a wedding; it can be anything...a breakup, a death, a birth of a child, tailgating :) , etc. I guess the idea of a wedding is so fresh on my mind because I am right in the middle of planning one.
All of these thoughts came to the forefront this weekend when all I was surrounded by was great friends. Moving to a new city, a person can feel lost and abandoned, but I have never felt so at home when I am around these incredible people. At Vanderbilt, I made friends that will be in my wedding and I know I will always be able to call for anything at all. While at Vanderbilt, I met some West Virginia folks when I went to visit my husband-to-be and it took me a few hours to realize how lucky he was and how lucky he had just made me. In just a few hours, those people I met became some of my best friends. I hold those individuals in such a different league than others and until you meet them, you will have no idea the effect that group of friends has had on my life and, especially, The Fiance's life.
Love you guys and see you soon.
That phrase; that term; that concept is taken for granted by so many people it's incredible. If you had one friend that had some sort of impact on your life, you would be different. You would cherish their company, their insight, and their friendship. These days, finding genuine, trusting people takes a miracle. Mostly everyone has their own agenda, their own motivations that dictate their every move and every statement.
I think that friendship is a blessing. Not everyone in this world has someone they can turn to in times of sadness, joy, and celebration. It amazes me how many people feel alone in this world and it has an even bigger effect on me when I realize how legitimate their loneliness is. The minute I experience how much they are hurting, I immediately look at myself and realize how unbelievably lucky I am. Now, when I say this next sentence, I mean it and it's the truth. I have the greatest group of friends a person could conceivably have. Every single on of my friends have such giving and genuine hearts I start to question if I even deserve their friendship.
During my entire engagement, I have learned an enormous amount about myself, my limitations, my likes/dislikes, and those people who have stood by me from the moment I met them. In making my invitation list to the wedding and reception (and it is quite an exclusive list, folks), I had the most fun writing down all of the names of my friends because I knew they would be some of the first ones to show up in Sweet Home Alabama on that glorious weekend in July; they would the first ones to run up to me and give me the biggest hug the night before my wedding; they will be the ones who will cry with me when I put my wedding dress on an hour before I walk down the aisle; they will be the ones I know that will be genuinely happy for me when they see me walk down the aisle towards my best friend; and, best of all, they will be the ones who will party their asses off with me as a newlywed and love every minute of it. And, what is so refreshing is that they know that they can expect the same exact thing from me.
You know, it doesn't necessarily have to be a wedding; it can be anything...a breakup, a death, a birth of a child, tailgating :) , etc. I guess the idea of a wedding is so fresh on my mind because I am right in the middle of planning one.
All of these thoughts came to the forefront this weekend when all I was surrounded by was great friends. Moving to a new city, a person can feel lost and abandoned, but I have never felt so at home when I am around these incredible people. At Vanderbilt, I made friends that will be in my wedding and I know I will always be able to call for anything at all. While at Vanderbilt, I met some West Virginia folks when I went to visit my husband-to-be and it took me a few hours to realize how lucky he was and how lucky he had just made me. In just a few hours, those people I met became some of my best friends. I hold those individuals in such a different league than others and until you meet them, you will have no idea the effect that group of friends has had on my life and, especially, The Fiance's life.
Love you guys and see you soon.
Friday, February 1, 2008
Go Red For Women
The American Heart Association started a campaign to make more women and the entire public aware of the risk of Heart Disease among women.
There are many chronic and acute diseases that will affect all races and genders; but heart disease is one of the leading killers of women and men in America. Just food for thought...
Go Red For Women
There are many chronic and acute diseases that will affect all races and genders; but heart disease is one of the leading killers of women and men in America. Just food for thought...
Go Red For Women
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