History of the Nurse...Lit my path...

This blog is dedicated to Liam...a man that just tells it like it is... Nursing hasn't always been the unprofessional professional job that is today...Yes, Believe it or not Nurses used to be prostitutes... I know right? but let's think about it? They took care of people that were contagious and weak...thoughts times were tought...no antiboticos .. But Florence Nightingale whole heartedly... gave it her all and literally saved the lives of men at war...for this I honor her today as I did the day in May 2006 when I myself walked down the the isle amongst the lit lamps...To all my nurses out there I'm sending a a big hug and much needed thanks!!!

Florence Nightingale
Born	12 May 1820(1820-05-12) Florence, Grand Duchy of Tuscany
Died	13 August 1910 (aged 90) Park Lane, London, United Kingdom
Profession	Nurse and Statistician
Institutions	Selimiye Barracks, Scutari
Specialism	Hospital hygiene and sanitation
Known for	Pioneering modern nursing

Florence Nightingale, OM, RRC (pronounced /ˈflɒrəns ˈnaɪtɪŋɡeɪl/, historically [ˈflɒɾəns]; 12 May 1820 – 13 August 1910) was an English nurse, writer and statistician. She came to prominence during the Crimean War for her pioneering work in nursing, and was dubbed "The Lady with the Lamp" after her habit of making rounds at night to tend injured soldiers. Nightingale laid the foundation stone of professional nursing with the principles summarised in the book Notes on Nursing. The Nightingale Pledge taken by new nurses was named in her honour, and the annual International Nurses Day is celebrated around the world on her birthday.

Coming up for air.....

I have had way to much turkey, turkey chili, turkey legs ( I always did have turkey legs), turkey dumplings and so much turkey that even my little Cece (my dog) wont eat it.
Think something happens to you when you go into a induced turkey psychosis...I mean I think that your brain is shut off or you loose sight of caloric intact and the turkey just takes you mind over I am not sure...
Or maybe this just happens to me and I like to take it out on the turkey as to way I sometime have what I like to call the " episode". Know the episode only happens every-now-and-then thankfully and I think it only really happens when I have to talk about something but can't for the life of me bring it up to even my sweet boy Logistic guy.

So, here is how it played out hold on to your seat belts for this one...Disclaimer this is a second party account and because I live by the Catholic girl guy code and technically if I don't remember it didin't happen...
No know like the time Ubermouth totally made out with me and fondaled my breast...she does'nt remember so I guess "wink wink" it never happened...or the time she totally told me that she was in love me as much as I was in love with her...(wink wink) I guess that didn't happen either...My mind is a wonderous place....

On to the night in questions 2nd hand of coarse. Aparently, I had to much to drink ( asparce right ) One can never drink to much. So, I apparently decided to wash the sheets and then pured a drink formyself with a basil left in a glass laced with vanilla iminatation syrip ( yeah I know I only like the read stuff ) I am already questioning this story...and then I was found half on the bed and half off the bed naked?

Hu what? I totally would have been in the bed naked and I would have putten the vanilla extrac (the real stuff) on my body waiting for him to get home to molest him....

What I learned...Logisitics guy please no more immitation vanilla extrac then I might remember what really happened...but I don't so it didn'T really happen...

I hope he still talks to me after this shinankigan