Naked As A Jaybird.

Hey Guys!
Right now I am.
Anyways-I have completed Any Deer Rifle Season completely empty handed. I don't think I'm the worst hunter out there, but I may be the most pathetic. However, I do enjoy hunting. I took a shot at one deer in Ava but she was about 150/200 yards away and I wasn't taking a rest, which just screws everything up. On opening day, it rained, then snowed, then sleeted, then more snow, and then more sleet...and repeat. And it was windy, which makes deer hunting almost completely impossible because deer can't hear when it windy so they won't move around as much. But ain't that my luck, right? I also hunted below my parent's house where an angry Gray Squirrel barked at me and was a little more than pissed at me for sitting under his tree. With all the hours of sitting in the woods I've done in the last two weeks, I have decided that the deer hunter's antagonist is the squirrel. I'm sure when that squirrel was barking at me, it alarmed every deer within a mile radius that there was some frumpy, cold hunter waiting with a gun. And I can't tell you how many times my heart has climbed up my esophagus because I thought I heard a deer walking close by, only to swallow my heart and realize it was a squirrel prancing through the leaves.
Maybe my deer will come...into the scope of my gun.
Later!

The Gray Is Back

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I have always loved fall and winter, but there's always the part of fall and winter I forget about until it happens. Which just so happens to be going on right now. The gray. The gray is the entrance of cold in Missouri. I have no clue if it turns gray in Colorado or Montana, but that Missouri Gray...should be a color sample at Lowe's. It's distinct and you know what to expect when it comes along. All HELL! Today it is cold. Very cold. Heavy jacket cold. The wind is blowing. And with the cold, this wind is to the bone. And it's raining. A steady rain. A steady, cold, windy rain.
I recall last winter being gray. I still love for where I am living, but about the end of winter I remember sitting at my dinner table, looking out the window and thinking "Blah! This is so bland!" Not again. There has got to be something wonderful about Missouri Gray. I won't get tired of starting a fire every time I come home to a cold, empty house. I won't be bitter about the bare trees, the cold wind and the gray sky. My goal is to find a handful of favorite things about Missouri Gray.
Later...

I Guess It'll All Work Out

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Clinical season is here. I am in full swing in a geriatric rotation. I'm now becoming fully submerged and feel like an idiot for thinking nursing is one way, when really, it's very different. I still have a "romance" for nursing and am trying not to think "I'm going to save the world", but clinicals have given me confidence. As I look at some of the nurses at the facilities I'm at, I'm realizing that I could probably make it as a pretty dad-gum-good nurse. I've given SQ, IM, and insulin shots. PEG tube med administration. Wound dressings. I'm some kind of wild woman! The book work SUCKS, but this hands-on part of school is my favorite. And...you already know who's going to make a crappy nurse before you go to clinicals, but all my thoughts and suspections are reaffirmed. I'm tired of the criers, the babies, the "Ewwww...Is that poop?"...however, I'm almost halfway to glory..and my NCLEX.
Later!

Blah-Blah-BLAH

Hey Folkers!
So, my solemn swear to blog like I've never blogged before is kind of turned into a big fat lie. Well, here I am. Oh, and um-uh...sorry.
Justin and I are getting ready for the cold weather. There is still a lot of wood splitting to do but my uncle brought the log splitter back over from my cousin's place in Brownbranch. There's plenty of chopping to be done.
Saturday night I slept outside. I tend to be couped up in the house with homework from school. So, I pulled out the backpacking tent and pitched it out in the woods. Honestly, I slept terrible. My head was a lot higher than my feet and every time I heard a movement outside I was trying to guess as to what critter it was. A coon? A bear? Snake? Rat? Cat? Eventually I fell asleep and had a dream about a wild fire that was burning just to the north of our house. I woke up about seven a.m. The sky was perfect. Through the trees I could see the hills on Clark Ranch. The air was cool. The squirrels were jumping limb to limb. The tent I was in has a mesh opening at the top so I could lay in the some-what-comfort of my tent and watch the squirrels. It was the best way to wake up, I'll tell you that for sure.
It was also the first time I've gone camping without a campfire. Oh-no. I have to take that back. One time, Rachel and I went camping at Busiek State Park and didn't have a campfire, but not due to a lack of effort. We tried burning everything. Leaves, dead grass, match boxes, oatmeal packages...etc. Fortunately, we had some Bailey's and was able to keep the chill off.
Later!

Sun Up.

Hey Folks!
I have been keeping busier than a one armed paper hanger. I finished A&P monday with a B (which I'm a little disappointed in, but glad it wasn't worse) and started Pharmacology. Needless to say, I'm a little intimidated by this class. The first day the teacher gave us nine books! NINE BOOKS! She swears everyone of them is relevent, so we'll see.
I am learning a lot of information and I enjoy school a lot more than I thought I would. I can honestly say that on the first day of school, I didn't feel ambitious or determined. But I've noticed myself taking more of initiative in last few weeks. I'm not saying that I didn't do any of my work, but I more or less half-assed it. Even at half speed I managed to score a 89.8 in A&P! Maybe a little more effort at some point would have gotten me an A.
Later!

Lookin' Up.

Hey Guys!
Long time, no see...or type...or...OH nevermind.
Well. This day is a long time in coming, but the day has finally come. Justin and I now have some-what high speed internet in our cozy cabin. So, this I do swear, "More blogging and more good times shared!"
So, I started school about a month ago. Ehem...Nursing school. It's not what I expected, but I tend to over-imagine future events in my life. I didn't actually expect to know a whole lot the first day but I really didn't anticipate being one of the "normal" ones. Yeah..yeah. "Kasie, there's no such thing as 'normal'. What's normal to you isn't normal to someone else!" I say to you, "Touch`e!". However, there is something definetly abnormal going on in some of these people. I can't put my finger on it, but something makes me want to know "Why?".
I am enjoying my classes, kind of. I've never heard of anyone taking A&P and saying, "You know, that was an enjoyable experience." I have my A&P final on Monday, so God willing and if the creek don't rise, I'll make an okay grade. I'm also in Fundamentals of Nursing and PVC. Fundamentals includes a lab, so by the end of this I'll be able to put in a catheter and do wound care, etc. PVC is customer service and management training. At least that's the gyst I'm getting out of it.
A few weeks ago I started to get the bug for deer season. My days off were CONSUMED with watching deer hunts on the Outdoor Channel and with thumbing through the Bass Pro Shops advertisement. (They have a good deal on deer stands for one day only, August 21.) I've got an idea of the type of stand I'm wishing for. I want the climbing deer stands. They're great for trying to hunt in different locations. Grandpa Bilyeu said that one way to get an advantage on your game is get up in the tree. Which is true, because then your scent tends to carry above the noses of whatever you're hunting. Last year, I sat on the ground and saw two doe and one mule deer. Fortunately for them, I hadn't practiced shooting with my gun enough. But I rattled up those deer using deer antlers from the barn. My uncle gave Justin and I a hunting blind, which if a deer stand dosen't happen this year (which it probably won't), then I can at least give the blind a try.
Later!

Summer Time!

Hey Folks!
Saturday I had the day off and went to an auction in Forsyth. Of course, it was raining all day long, but Justin has been wanting a frow, which is an old-timers tool used to make shingles. Uncle Rick had said there was suppose to be one there. However, I had no clue what one looked like, so when I bid on a frow, I was actually bidding on a tool that pulls out nails, with is available at any hardware store. My dad saw me bidding on the wrong tool but was unable to get my attention till I had bid on a lot of goodies, including what I thought was a frow, and drove the price up to six bucks. I was disappointed but suprised to find a six inch strip of copper and about two pounds of brass in my lot.
Justin and I are busy preparing for the 3rd of July party! The bonfire is just about completed and I finished painting the living room. So, come one, come all.
Later!