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<b>I'm 23 years old and I'm getting a divorce. </b></div>
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It took some time before I could ever even get those words out of my mouth. Before it was, "we're just spending time apart", and then onto "I'm separated", and now onto the words I never thought I'd hear myself say; "I'm getting a divorce."<br />
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Before I even get started, I want to make it clear that I am not here to bash him. By my lack of posts and Instagram postings, some of you have caught on. I've talked with my family and friends, but sometimes all I want to do is just write about it. I've contemplated for some time about posting this, it's been a draft since December of last year. Not that it's anyone's business but mine and his, I just needed to get this off my chest so that maybe unanswered questions will be answered to some concerned people.<br />
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R and I had been together since I was 16 years old. The share of the same last name is what started our conversation, and it wasn't long until we started talking more and more and eventually dating. R was in college when I was still in high school, so seeing each other was limited to the weekends where we often worked together. <b><i>We were inseparable</i></b>. That's all I can say to describe the first four years.<br />
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At a very young age, I promised myself I wouldn't get married until I had my degree. It wasn't just because I wanted to be able to support myself if anything happened, but because getting a degree takes time...time needed to grow up, mature, and learn about life in addition to beginning your career. Things that are supposed to happen before you get married. Or at least that's how I envisioned it. But, at 19 years old I said "yes" at Disney World when he asked me to be his wife.<br />
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I thought at 19 I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him, but at 19 I didn't even know what I was going to eat for lunch. Would it have changed things now if I had said no? Only God knows. R and I were at different stages of our lives then, and we continued to be on different stages through out our marriage. I guess I never <i>caught up. </i><br />
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There were bad times, none I will ever go into detail about, but there were also good times. Good times that I will always have memories of, that no one can take away, that made me grow as a person.<br />
However, during this year long separation I have grown and matured in a way I never thought possible either. Yet, I have also slipped and I have hit my "rock bottom" but I have never given up <i>on myself</i>. Because for once, I have put myself first, and that's all I'm concerned with right now.<br />
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My Daddy told me once "Sometimes people come into your life for a purpose, and when that purpose is served you have to be okay with letting them go." I was a teenager then, and I didn't understand or believe him then but I do now. R will always be a stepping stone in my life, and for that I am grateful that the hard times accompanied the good. I say this with the utmost respect, I would not be the woman I am today had I not spent over 7 years of my life with him. <br />
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Looking back I don't regret a single decision I made because I wouldn't be where I am today. I do not have any ill feelings towards him and I genuilly want nothing but the best for him in his future endeavours and pray that the Lord will sorround him with love and place peace in his heart. <br />
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<br />Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-83320615226855340572014-03-21T22:16:00.001-04:002014-03-21T22:45:14.753-04:00I may or may not be back to blogging. <br />
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Some of my friends have described me as being shy when I first meet someone. I don't talk to you just because you're sitting next to me, but if you approach me first I'm basically an open book. With that being said, I typically don't talk about my faith voluntarily. However, if someone asks me... I tell them about my God. Last night, I saw this quote whilst <strike>studying</strike> <strike>procrastinating</strike> on Pinterest and couldn't help but make my own image and share with you what it means to me. </div>
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This hits so hard, not only as a Christian, but also as a future nurse. As a student, you're normally blinded when you enter the clinical setting for the first time. What you have studied and forced yourself to do step by step isn't what you <i>actually see</i> be done by every nurse, every time. Here in my happy, little invincible bubble, I get a little heart broken when I see not so happy things happen. I haven't lived a sheltered life at <b>ALL</b>. Trust me. I wasn't the teenager you wanted your kids to be around, <a href="http://ashannpow.blogspot.com/2013/06/sinners-like-me.html" target="_blank">remember</a> ? Since, I've "grown up" I've tried to find the good in everyone and believe that everyones <i>tries</i> to lives by the golden rule. <i>Well, my bubble was finally busted after a year of nursing school. </i></div>
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I've witnessed a few things that I don't want to be necessarily associated with in the clinical setting already. As nurses, it's not our place to judge. It's our place to care for, comfort, and teach that patient. Just as it is our place as Christians to care for one another, comfort, and spread the good word. <u style="font-weight: bold;">I'm not perfect by any means.</u> Your strength is probably my struggle. It's easy to want to focus on and point out other's mistakes when we're struggling ourselves. Even if you appear to have a picture perfect life, everyone has a struggle... regardless if it's noticeable or not. It's important to remember we're people from all walks of life, and we haven't all been dealt the same hand or blessed with the same opportunities. </div>
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We shouldn't care why or how a patient could do something destructive to themselves, just as we shouldn't judge someone for their preferences or decisions they may make. But, we can pray that they know what forgiveness is, that God will influence their mind and hearts, and that your compassion will speak volumes. We can find out why our "frequent flyer" patient is not complying with their medication regimen with the intent to help. We can teach them prevention, offer advice on useful tips and techniques, or simply provide resources that can better be useful for that particular patient. We can't assume every patient knows the pathophysiology, clinical manifestations, or complications that can occur with their disease. Just because we have a medical education doesn't mean they do too. Just as we can't assume every person knows right from wrong, or believes that there is a heaven or hell. But we can share our testimonies, answer their questions or find someone who can, and just offer ourselves.<br />
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As important as we think we are, when it is all said and done, our opinions don't matter. But God's does. We're lucky that he loves us enough to give us a choice. Only God can decide who makes it into his kingdom, our only service is to witness to and love them as Jesus loves us. </div>
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The struggles I've been faced with lately could knock me down and easily turn out for the worst. But as each day goes by, I'm learning better ways to deal with them. I think this was one of them. I guess you can say I'm back to blogging now. </div>
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Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-81100858126350060762013-10-04T10:09:00.000-04:002013-10-04T10:12:43.945-04:00Be you. So, I did in fact fall off the side of the earth. And in my opinion, for perfectly good reasons. I not only quit blogging, I quit doing a lot of things I <i>used</i> to do. Every day I'm discovering more and more about myself that I never thought would be imaginable. I'm feeling a little <i>Carrie Bradshaw</i> these days.<br />
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I thought I loved this, I thought I loved that. This once made me happy but now it just makes me want to barf. I put myself out there just to be shut down. I don't give myself enough credit half the time, I'm a lot stronger than I think apparently because I know God would never give me something I couldn't handle. I came to the realization that I've lived my entire life making someone else happy. Am I being selfish? Perhaps. But you only have one life, and I'm most certainly going to make mine count. I've got dreams, I've got flaws, and I've got a whole mess of crap to talk about. trust me when I say, <i>this bird you can not change</i>. </div>
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I'm so thankful nursing school brought me some of the best friends that understand me to the core and push me when I need it and talk me down when I don't. We spend just about every moment of every day together. We break down, we piss each other off, we lift each other up. and that's when you really get to know someone. </div>
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The past few months have been unimaginable, but I listen to this song and all is right in the world. I miss my family more than words, but all I have to do is look down at my wrist, see my Daddy's handwriting, and I'm reminded of who I am. <br />
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Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-83055257571194323292013-08-15T02:17:00.004-04:002013-08-15T02:17:32.915-04:00It's OK Thursday still, dawg. So, one of my favorite link ups used to be <a href="http://www.brunchwithamber.com/search/label/It%27s%20OK%20Thurs" target="_blank">It's OK Thursday with Amber</a>...but it ended a few months ago. With all that's going on in my life, I feel it be necessary to tell you WHAT I'M OK WITH. For the sake that I haven't posted in almost 2 weeks because<br />
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<li>that I run away from my problems, and take trips home every chance I get</li>
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<li>that I bought <i>Blurred Lines</i> on iTunes just so I can make it the ringtone for my alarm... EVERYBODY GET UP!</li>
<li>that you're probably about to do the same thing... it works, you're welcome</li>
<li>that I'm actually excited for a full 8 hours of class tomorrow</li>
<li>that I crave structure and never let myself rest<br /></li>
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<li>that I miss home more than anything and I'm counting down the Christmases until I'm out of this place</li>
<li>that I still have trouble communicating emotions</li>
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<li>that I need new episodes of Duck Dynasty in my life</li>
<li>that I read bible verses and inspirational quotes from my favorite historical men on a DAILY basis </li>
<li>that I get most of my nutrition from coffee, cheerios, and fiber one bars these days</li>
<li>that I wish I could be on the Today Show with KLG so she could just tell me "this is how you lose your reputation, one shot at a time" as I shoot a Jameson and chase it with wine</li>
<li>that this might be the last post for awhile...</li>
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Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-60169025118775045022013-08-04T21:49:00.000-04:002013-08-04T22:01:22.411-04:00holy hell, batmanThe events that have taken place in my life in the past 6 weeks are purely <i>unblogable</i>. Are you familiar with Murphy's Law? Let's just say that mother freakin' law has been all up in my junk just doing it's thing, hanging out, waiting for me to fall apart. I admit a few times I've pitch a fit, tipped it on back, watched the Notebook and cried. But, I'm still kickin'. For the sake that I haven't posted in a hot minute, I wanted to try to at least get in a few this week by starting off with Sunday Social. <br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 15.2pt;">Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. If you saw the movie and haven't read the book, then you're missing out on life. If you read the book before the movie ever even surfaced, I like you. An excerpt from this book is self </span><span style="line-height: 20.265625px;">explanatory</span><span style="line-height: 15.2pt;"> as to why it is my favorite book. It is life changing. </span></span><br />
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<i>And since I am already down there in supplication on the floor, let me hold that position as I reach back in time three years earlier to the moment when this entire story beganóa moment which also found me in this exact same posture: on my knees, on a floor, praying." </i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">2004 so I could spend and cherish every last moment with my Grammy while she was still alive. I'd also relive 2008, my senior year of high school. Not only because it was obviously the best time of my life, but because I would have changed a few decisions that could possibly alter the way things are now. </span><br />
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Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-47101234952524646492013-07-18T17:23:00.000-04:002013-07-18T17:23:16.196-04:00Tybee SunsetI bet you didn't know my <a href="http://ashannpow.blogspot.com/2013/05/god-made-my-favorite-thing-in-just-2.html" target="_blank">favorite thing</a> in the entire world is watching the sunrise/sunset on a body of water? Alright, you probably did. My life has been absolutely cray-cray lately. But by the overflow of seriousness or lack of posts lately, you probably knew that, too. It's just one thing after another! I know God is eventually going to throw me a break, I know one day I'll be able to breathe again. <i> all will be good in the hood </i>for me<i> </i>if you will. <br />
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On any given day, I usually don't like to be alone. I run from my problems and when I'm alone I think. Thinking means facing your problems and I just don't do that too well. If you haven't noticed, sarcasm is my defense mechanism. Ya know...laughing? Yeah, I'm pretty good at that. It's my thing. If you ain't laughing, you ain't living. And ain't nobody got time for dat.<br />
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On this particular day, I couldn't laugh though. I had a million things going through my head, a to-do list a mile long, time was running out and no matter what I did, I couldn't breathe. All of the time in the world wouldn't be enough for me to do what needed to be done. I didn't want to talk to anyone, and I surely didn't want to think about or discus any options (and don't call me Shirley). I just wanted time to stand still for one second so I could breathe. I needed the beach. I needed to stick my toes in the water, sit my butt in that hot sand, and face the simple fact that I'm alone.<br />
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I really just planned on sitting there until I could courage up enough strength to get back up and face my reality. My intent was to miraculously learn how to turn that emotional switch of mine back on and turn off my ability to not give a crap anymore when I've had enough. However, someone had other plans for me. I remembered I had my camera and the sun was starting to lower. <i>Perfection</i>. I ate pizza and had a brewsky, I switched up some lenses, and I played around with sunset/twilight settings for a bit as the sun came down over the sand dunes. I made sure I soaked up the beauty of that sunset without only looking through the lens though.</div>
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I didn't leave there with all my of life problems solved. My to-do list was a mile longer than it was before, I discovered a cavity, and I had the dirtiest feet to accompany the sand in my eyes. But, <b>I could breathe again</b>. For two hours, I could take enough deep breaths to get me to the next day. Tomorrow is<i> always</i> a new day. For two hours, I was able to put my problems on the back burner and focus my attention on my relationship with God and my purpose in this life<i> he gave</i> me. It's hard, and at times I just want to scream, to pout, and have a full on Walmart toddler tantrum. But I know that although this may feel like the end of the world for me, it's not. I may not be the most religious person to ever walk this earth, and I'll be the first to admit I don't always act as a Christian should...but, I know without a shadow of a doubt that there is a God that loves me and there's nothing he won't throw at me that I can't handle. </div>
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My mother did a remarkable job at raising a strong, independent, and level headed woman. I may have gave her a <a href="http://ashannpow.blogspot.com/2013/06/sinners-like-me.html" target="_blank">hard time</a> and tested every area I could manage growing up. But my Momma taught me to fight for what I want, fight for what I believe in, fight for what is right. and I'll be danged if I'm going let her down now. </div>
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Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-82687741559179953552013-07-12T13:49:00.000-04:002013-07-12T13:59:16.986-04:00Coffee Dates with my PAI'm late to the party, but better late <strike>and drunk</strike> than never anyways, right? And it's also okay to only post today for the sole purpose of backing that azz up, right? I thought so! Man, I'm 2 for 2 today. I will also include pictures of the current scenic view that is just within miles of where I've been laying my head down at night these days. You're welcome. <br />
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Today during our coffee catch up date, she broke the news that she was leaving this practice. My heart broke, she's been my PCM for all of the 3 years I've been in Savannah. I'll probably never have another provider that I connect with like that. But anyways, we talk about my journey with school a lot, and she today told me one thing I will never, ever forget..."You may take a few unintended detours along the way, but you will ultimately end up where you are needed and are meant to be." If there's one thing she wanted me to remember about this last talk, it was that no matter what, believe in myself as she does me, and above all...finish school, be the best damn DNP I can be, and take care of myself before anyone else. </div>
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Isn't it ironic how God selects the most random people in your life to speak through? And isn't it crazy how I <a href="http://ashannpow.blogspot.com/2013/07/follow-your-arrow.html" target="_blank">hear my Grammy</a>, too? You know your parents believe in you, your friends, loved ones, whatever. But to hear it from someone who is really just your PCM, who could probably give two hoots about your personal life, that's inspiration. I'm so thankful to have had the best PA in Savannah to provide me with such encouraging words the past few years. </div>
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As a child, I experienced my parents getting a divorce, my sweet Grammy dying too early in her life, and of course my first heart break in high school. In the past couple of years, Robert and I have survived 2 deployments. I moved to an entire new state by myself while he was deployed the first time and I didn't have any family or best friends within 4 hours of me. I've started a new big girl job, I worked and studied full time to get into the nursing program, and now I'm in the most important program that will get me to the first step of my career. </div>
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<b> I care what people think about me.</b> <a href="http://northernbellediaries.com/" target="_blank">JUST BECAUSE</a>. </div>
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I've contemplated back and forth on whether or not I should continue after this degree and get my Doctorate. I've contemplated on whether or not I want to move to a big city or go back home to my roots in the country. I can't decide on what to wear sometimes because it can look a little too flashy, or maybe a little too grungy. I can't decide if I want to let my hair go natural on a Monday, or lose a little sleep to straighten it. I watch my tongue around some people, because God forbid my white trashy side come out at the wrong time. I mean the list can go on and on when it comes to the things I think about and actually consider in my head. </div>
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I think there comes a point in your life when you just get tough skin. When you stop letting the small stuff affect your mood and you basically just suck it all up. You learn to <b>stop caring what people think</b> and you learn to do what the hell you want. I've come to realize that there's not always tomorrow, and the problems you have today aren't going to matter to you in 10 years. At the end of the day, all you have is you. You're all that matters.<br />
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Every time I hear it, I think of my Grammy. There's not a day that goes by that I wish I couldn't pick up the phone and hear her voice. She was a woman of God without a doubt, but when I hear this song I just hear her. <i> </i>She died when I was 14, so it kills me she isn't around for the hard stuff. Ya know, the "real world" stuff. I'm thankful for the 14 years she blessed me with her presence.<br />
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And today, from this moment on, I'm going to start living the life I know she would be proud of. I'm done with the bull crap. I'm done with the people who bring pure negativity into my life. I'm done with the people who bring me down more than bring me up. <b>I'm living my life for me.</b> Because if my Grammy had one last birthday wish to make, I know it would be for my happiness. <br /><br />I know she would wish for me to be content and <b>follow my arrow</b>. </div>
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Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-43378403395707605992013-07-01T07:50:00.000-04:002013-07-01T07:50:26.320-04:00June Ipsy Glambag Review I didn't upload this months Ipsy Glambag review vlog. Don't hate me. That just means next month will be twice as good to accommodate for you missing out on my voice. Yes <a href="http://www.messinthemaking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Maggie</a>, I'm talking to you :) so let's hope right into it, shall we?<br />
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I can't help but read all this mumbojumbotalk about Google reader vanishing after this weekend. Might I add I read majority of this from my daily bloglovin feed email. Anyhow, I guess I better jump on that big ole' bandwagon and dedicate a post simply requesting your company to stay with 'ya girl and follow me via <a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/ashannpow" target="_blank">bloglovin</a>'. </div>
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Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-20041800468035388112013-06-28T08:03:00.001-04:002013-06-28T08:03:40.308-04:00I'm a beaaar (backing my azz up)I had a wonderful vlog planned for today but I slept 12 hours. Opps. I'm a bear in hibernation, true story.<br />
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I'll still post it Monday, there was some good parts to it. But, for now...it' time to back it up, son! What better to use my favorite cups song? </div>
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Oh, and HEY! Did you watch the Backstreet Boys on Live with Kelly and Michael this morning? If you answer no, we need to have a serious talk. After 20 years, I still can't get enough of them. I've got exciting news about me, those boys, and my birthday celebration...but I will leave that for another post! </div>
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As if giving me a 3% raise each year wasn't enough to keep me coming back for more, my company now has issued a program in where we collect points and earn rewards. These points are given by our immediate boss when we showing exceptional customer service. These points add up and we are able to cash them in for rewards such as gift cards, hand bags, jewelry, etc. Well, I basically show the best customer service like a BOSS. So, after our store was top in the district and region, I cashed my points in for retail therapy shopping gift cards. <br />
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In all seriousness, I love my job. I learned so much in the past 4 years that will set me up for pure success in my career that not all nurses have had the opportunity to experience. I take each day with a grain of salt. Although I'm passionate about what I do, at the end of the day it's just a job. And I'm just there to get a paycheck. ya dig? </div>
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Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-43097368177139214992013-06-14T14:18:00.000-04:002013-06-14T14:18:15.798-04:00Sinners like meI want to dedicate this #backthatazzupFriday to the greatest man I could ever imagine God picking as my father.<br />
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Let's just get straight to the point, everyone loves my Daddy. He knows no stranger and you can guarantee he is best friends with all of my best friends. I drink with my Daddy, <strike>I smoke with my Daddy</strike>, and I raise hell with my Daddy. Although I love my husband dearly, my Daddy will always be number one in my heart for making me the person I am today.<br />
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Growing up, I didn't always get to see my Daddy as often as we both would like. You see back in the day, my Daddy served this great country of ours. <strike>He also had a few too many wives to deal with, but that's besides the point. </strike> He got stationed at Nellis Air Force base in Las Vegas, Nevada before I entered middle school. And that's when Ashley the train wreck nearly started. <br />
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Sneaking out and running my Mom's car into the garage door, fighting on the school bus after school, sneaking out to smoke and drink with my friends all night, not getting to play varsity softball because I skipped school and failed due to absences, skipping school and racing my truck down the dirt road and fish tailing into a fence. You know it, I did it. Was I a bad kid? Yes. Was I a bad kid because my Daddy wasn't around to give me the azz whooping of a lifetime that I deserved? <i>Maybe</i>. Was I a bad kid because it's in my genes? <b>Without a freaking doubt. </b>My Momma, she's an angel, and I thank my lucky stars she never killed me for all of the ridiculous, wreck less, and down right stupid things I did as a kid and teenager. She did the best she could, but I was out of control.<br />
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My Daddy moved back from Las Vegas my last two years of high school after he retired, but I still continued to raise hell. That is until the day I walked down to the hallway to the principals office and I saw my Daddy's orange Harley Davidson jacket sleeve from the door way. My heart stopped. What in the world was I to do? My Momma did a good job at hiding a lot of the stupid things I did from my Dad. But, this was it. I was on the verge of not making it to my senior year if I didn't straighten up. <br />
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There's a few things in life that can occur that will result in me feeling like I'm just scum on the ground. Disappointing my Father is one of those things. I guess I never thought about what would happen if he found out about all of the stupid things I had done. I would rather take a million whippings, be grounded for the rest of my life, whatever it may be. I'd take it all, I just can't stand the feeling knowing how disappointed he is in me. And he knows that's all he has to say. <i>I'm not mad at you Ash, I'm just disappointed. </i>Boy, did it cut like a knife.<br />
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For the next two years, my Daddy and I got closer than ever before. It wasn't about punishing me anymore, it was about bonding. It was about instilling the values in me that make me a person in society, it was about helping me grow into a responsible adult, and it was about reminding me the lessons he taught me as a child when I first lied to him.<br />
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My Daddy never got to have a son, but between me and my sister I'm pretty sure we gave him the experience he would have had if we were boys. At my sister's wedding, she picked the most spot on song to dance with Daddy to. It wasn't your traditional "make everyone cry" song. It was a song that speaks truth. Pure truth. </div>
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Recently, Dad and I took a road trip up to Virginia together and we played this song on repeat for a good thirty minutes. So, for #backthatazzupFriday it must be played again and dedicated to my Daddy on Father's Day.<br />
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I've been working entirely too much for my own good and I'm in desperate need of some one on one time with Mr. Sunshine and my stud muffin. I obviously hate myself, considering I'm the one who volunteers to work these 14 hour shifts. What can I say, girl's gotta shop!<br />
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Friday I worked my first ever 14 hour shift in the pharmacy. I've been a pharmacy tech almost 4 hours now and the most I've ever pulled in one day is 12 hours. Never have I been at the pharmacy from open to close. And let me tell you, just 2 extra hours sure makes a difference. I even wore my <a href="http://www.alegriashoes.com/products/debra-professional-white-leather-nursing-shoes.html" target="_blank">Alegria Nursing shoes</a>, but after standing on your feet for 14 hours not much can really help. When I got off work my feet, ankles, and back were aching and the next morning, aching some more.<br />
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My husband and I usually get a couples massage every few months, but of course with nursing school you don't get much spare time. So, we've missed out on a few massages. Our last couples massage was in December while in St. Lucia right near the beach, so I'd say that was enough to hold us until June :) Saturday morning we called just about every where to make a last minute appointment and the only one we could find was at <a href="http://www.jwsalonandspa.com/" target="_blank">JW Salon and Spa</a> in downtown Savannah. It was featured in <a href="http://ww2.thesouthmag.com/lifestyle/2009/7-savannah-staycations/" target="_blank">South Magazine'</a>s recommended places to "play at" in Savannah. touché, South Mag. Exactly what I need!<br />
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I'm a big atmosphere person. When I walk into a place, I can tell immediately how my experience will be just by the ambience of it. It's not surprise I fell in love with this place because it's set in beautiful historic Savannah on York St, which is easily one of my favorite streets. More about that another time. It's also directly across the street from <a href="http://zunzis.com/" target="_blank">Zunzi's</a>, which you must eat at after you leave and every other day. <br />
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After we checked in with the receptionist, she led us up 2 flights of stairs to the spa portion to fill out some papers before we began. I love levels. My husband was cracking up as I gave up the thumbs up behind my back as we kept going up. The atmosphere was just amazing. So calming, so comforting. So amazing I couldn't put by phone down to stop snapping pictures.<br />
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I think we all knew that was going to be my reaction. Prior to June 1st, I ate a bagel every morning and I loaded that sucker with cream cheese and had water, OJ, and coffee to drink always. If I didn't eat a bagel, I would have some type of cereal, Kellog's Frosted Mini Wheats any flavor being my fav. For lunch, I usually ate fairly healthy, some kind of fruit with a turkey sandwich on a whole grain sandwich thin thingamabob. However, sometimes I would eat out but I tried to stay conscious of the fact I was eating out and I'd settle on eating a salad or a sub. For snacks, I usually eat a fiber one bar , some plain greek yogurt with cut up fruit, or maybe a 100 calorie popcorn bag. Dinner was always tricky. For dinner, I would try to make the healthiest meal I could with my husband's all time must have ingredients: meat and potatoes. Of course, I would throw as many veggies I could into the mix. If I'm off work and the moment is right, I have ice cream in the evening. </div>
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You see, I didn't eat <i>that bad</i> in the first place. I probably never ate the correct proportions of absolutely anything I ate. Actually, I never did unless it was prepackaged. Especially cereal, there's no way I would add 1/2 cup of milk. My cereal is always drowning in milk. Why? Because I'm a total weirdo and I slurp my milk like soup off of my spoon instead of drinking it out of the bowl like everyone else. I like a lot of milk, okay? I also never measured my cereal to assure I was only eating 3/4 cup, which furthermore means I was having around 2 cups of 1% milk for breakfast. Along with my 1/2 cup of OJ. That's already 33g of sugar, not even sure how many sugars are in my yummy bagel or my Chocolate mini wheats. I've always been told you should eat the most carbohydrates in the morning, and I've always stuck to that with cereal or a whole wheat bagel. However, what I didn't realize is the other unnecessary carbs I was consuming along with my breakfast item of choice was loaded with simple carbohydrates. I mean I knew it, I just never sat down to really think about it. </div>
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For the most part, I've stuck to it. One day I had a child like bitch fit and said screw it and had some of my favorite cereal with a plethora of milk. I'm sorry, self. I think the most important thing I didn't do that I should have done was research this diet and lifestyle for a solid month. </div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">There are some things I do agree with about this whole Paleo thing, and there's some things I don't. But I'll just have to save that for another post. I'm going to continue to try and eat more like a caveman for the rest of the month and I'll update every Thursday as promised. Follow me on </span><a href="http://www.twitter.com/ashannpow" style="text-align: left;" target="_blank">Twitter</a><span style="text-align: left;"> and </span><a href="http://www.instagram.com/ashapow" style="text-align: left;" target="_blank">Instagram</a><span style="text-align: left;"> for more. Go eat some cookie dough ice cream and have a glass of Merlot tonight for me :) </span></div>
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I believe in mixing brown with grey and grey with black, but never black and brown. </div>
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I believe in having a buffet of drinks at breakfast.</div>
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I believe that laughter, chocolate, and wine are the best medicine.</div>
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I believe in treating your dogs like they are your children.</div>
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I believe in Jesus saving us all. </div>
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I believe in saying<i> I love you</i> every chance you get. </div>
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I believe in 'Merica and all that it stands for, even if it's too complex for me to understand or agree with. </div>
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I believe in making fun of yourself and being your worst critique. </div>
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I believe in the <a href="http://medicine.virginia.edu/" target="_blank">practice of medicine</a>.</div>
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I believe in painting your nails once a week.</div>
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I believe in laughing until it hurts and flailing your body.</div>
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I believe true love conquers all. </div>
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I believe in jamming out to the Backstreet Boys and not being ashamed.</div>
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I believe in pink and all things girlie.<br />
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I believe in drinking 3,000 ml of water a day.</div>
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I believe in Michael Scott and <i>that's what she said</i>. </div>
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I believe in dry red wine and sometimes a little white.<br />
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I believe in career women.<br />
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I believe in dark jeans, a white tee, flats, and pearls when you can't think of anything else to wear. </div>
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I believe in Jameson when the CAPS score a goal. </div>
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I believe in best friends.<br />
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I believe in dressing up when you want to, and wearing workout attire when you don't. </div>
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I believe in saving to read all your favorite magazines over summer at the pool. </div>
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I believe in straight hair, a little foundation, bronzer, blush, and lipgloss on your smile is all you need to feel pretty.</div>
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I believe in calling your Momma and Daddy for anything, they always have the answers. </div>
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Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-73388033200477601252013-06-03T10:41:00.001-04:002013-06-03T10:45:25.484-04:00Medical Monday: Dear Junior 1'sI had a hard time coming up with something to talk about for Medical Monday. I'm on summer break, with the exception of an online research class, so I'm not knee deep in thoughts about Nursing school. After 4 years of working in a pharmacy, nothing new or exciting happens to me enough to make a post about it. A few months back I wrote about what <a href="http://ashannpow.blogspot.com/2013/04/what-nursing-school-has-taught-me-so-far.html" target="_blank">Nursing School has taught me so far</a>, so I thought I would write a post for incoming Nursing students.<br />
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1. <b>Prepare to study your butt off</b> like you never have before. Were you one of those students who didn't really have to study in A&P or Micro? You just skimmed your notes the night before the test and still made an A? Well you won't be anymore. Getting a C is a victory! They make it hard for a reason, there's going to be a life in your hands one day. <br />
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2. <b>The professors don't hate you</b>. They don't want to see you fail. They are there to help you. But you bet your behind they're going to push you as far as you can be pushed, because this is the semester they weed out the weak from the strong. I strongly believe this is the semester that will shape you into the kind of nurse you will be. It's your foundation, don't give up.<br />
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3. <b>Read</b>. Put down all your medical supplies for the first few weeks. I know you're excited, but this isn't Grey's Anatomy. Pick up your Health Assessment and ATI Skills book. Read them like your life depends on it. The fun stuff will come later.<br />
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4. <b>Practice, Practice, Practice</b>. Practice how to take vitals like it's never going to go out of style, because it won't. After your know how to take vitals like a BOSS, practice your other skills the same way! Practice on humans, practice on bananas, practice on chickens. <i>Practice, Practice Practice</i>! Knowing how to properly insert a foley catheter, give a IM shot, and insert an IV is essential after your first semester and the rest of your career. Don't screw it up. </div>
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5. <b>Love care plans</b>. Learn how to develop a care plan properly and practice that too. </div>
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6. Use this time to<b> find an area of interest</b>. <a href="http://ashannpow.blogspot.com/search/label/medical%20mondays" target="_blank">It came easy for me</a>. But if it doesn't, no big deal. You've got forever to decide.</div>
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7. <b>Make friends with everyone</b>. They're going to be by your side for the next two years, there's no reason to have any enemies. You're not competing anymore. You're all going through the same thing, be supportive. You're a team now. Act like it. </div>
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8. Take everything seriously except that one class they throw in as a filler. I mean no disrespect, but <b>use your time wisely</b>. Time management is essential and setting priorities is a must from the get go!</div>
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9. <b>Don't over think</b>. Your first test may make you feel like you're having a panic attack, it's okay. Every one else is probably having one, too. Your first test will help you to learn how to study. It's not important to study small details anymore. You have to study it all, the entire big picture. Nursing school tests are like no other. All answers will be right, but what answer is the most correct? Always remember, safety first and pain never killed anyone (within reason). </div>
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10. <b>Get a planner</b>. Self explanatory. </div>
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11. <b>Relax</b> <i>some</i>, but study more. </div>
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12. <b>There's hardly ever an absolute</b>. But if there is, you better remember it. For instance, <span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">a diastolic murmur <i>always</i> indicates heart disease</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">, or</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"> </span>alcohol always interacts with medications. <br />
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13. c<b>alm down</b>, relax, and laugh a little. This is only 2 years of your life.<br />
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14. Frequently visit sites dedicated to nursing humor, because <i><b>laughter is the best medicine</b></i>. Here's my favorites.<br />
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<li><a href="http://whatshouldwecallnursingschool.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">http://whatshouldwecallnursingschool.tumblr.com</a></li>
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And make a pinterest board of your journey :) <a href="http://pinterest.com/ashannpow/ash-liz-s-journey-through-nursing-school/" target="_blank">Here's mine</a> I share with my former lab partner but forever my person, <a href="http://lizzard225.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Liz</a>, who on the first day of Health Assessment lab I said "hey girl, wanna be my partner?" and we've been pretty much inseparable ever since. </div>
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I would maybe consider myself somewhat healthy. I know that no magic pill, no body wrap, no smoothie is going to make you shed the pounds. Can it help you? Sure, but the only way to keep the weight off, tone your body, and stay healthy is through your diet and exercise. Now, I must admit I live a sedentary lifestyle despite all my knowledge. My husband has his Bachelors degree in Sport in Exercise Science from UNCP and I'm currently working on my Bachelors in Science of Nursing at AASU, so I'm not ignorant by any means. I know how the human body works, I know what has to be done to live life healthy. </div>
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Therefore, I've decided on June 1st I'm cutting out all harmful foods, chemicals, and substances from my daily life. No processed foods, no alcohol, no cigarettes, and no chemicals (except for the few medications I take ). Yes, you read that right. I'm not going to drink any alcohol. WTF am I thinking? Seriously though, I'm going to eat all healthy, natural foods and drink nothing but water for at least 30 days. </div>
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I plan to blog about this little adventure of mine in which I will call it #30DaySober, so if you already do this or are interested, please leave me some advice and tips on how not to go crazy the first couple weeks. I'm also going to continue on my <a href="http://ashannpow.blogspot.com/2013/05/this-aint-no-joke.html" target="_blank">fit-naaasssss</a>. To be<i> healthy and strong </i>again is all I'm after, not skinny. Feel free to follow me on <a href="http://instagram.com/ashapow" target="_blank">Instagram</a> and <a href="http://twitter.com/ashannpow" target="_blank">Twitter</a> in addition to this blogblizzy for more updates beginning June 1st. </div>
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If there's one simple thing I love in this beautiful life, it's seeing the sun hit a body of water. There's just a feeling of complete joy or fullness when I see this sight. Every drive home from Georgia, when I drive over South Carolina's largest lake, <a href="http://www.lakemarionresortmarina.com/" target="_blank">Lake Marion</a> I know I'm half way home. It's usually as the sun is rising, and on the drive back to Georgia it's when the sun is setting. I take a picture no matter what. I can't tell you how many pictures I've posted on Instagram of this lake, it's absolutely breath taking. This particular landmark is a guarantee every drive on I95 and my heart is happy when I get to it.<br />
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One trip to <a href="http://ashannpow.blogspot.com/2013/05/dmv-up.html" target="_blank">DMV</a>, my sister took me <a href="http://nationalharbor.com/" target="_blank">National Harbor</a> and we had dinner on the pier at <a href="http://nationalharbor.com/restaurants/mcloones-pier-house/" target="_blank">Mcloone's Pier House</a>. It was one of the most beautiful dinners I've ever had.<br />
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Another one of my favorites was the sun setting over the Caribbean Sea while Rob and I vacationed at St. Lucia this past Christmas. I was so sad because it rained a lot at night while we were there and in the morning it was cloudy, so I worried I would never get to see it. But, one of the last nights we were there the sun showed it's face through the clouds a little. Even though it didn't reflect off the water, it still was enough for me. </div>
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Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-85154688540380442602013-05-24T06:33:00.000-04:002013-05-24T06:33:11.435-04:00DMV up. <div style="text-align: center;">
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I'm extremely excited it's Friday because I'm just a few minutes away from hoppin' in Papa Smurf and hitting I95 for <a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=dmv" target="_blank">DMV</a>. No, not the Department of Motor Vehicles. <br />
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And I'm also extremely aware of how much I am a <i>white girl.</i> But there's something about listening to the Go-Go music knowing you're going up there.<br />
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Memorial Day Weekend will be spent with my Sister, Brother-in-law, and Daddy at Fed Ex Stadium to see Mr. Kenny Chesney and Eric Church.<br />
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What? Yep. That's right, I can switch it on 'ya real quick. I'm just that versatile and amazing.<br />
You probably didn't know this about me. Actually, you probably did. I've got a wide range of likes over here and I ain't afraid to let my crazy flag fly.<br />
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So, for #backthatazzup Friday, I'm giving you 2 awesome jams. <i>You're welcome</i>.<br />
One for the DMV and one for country soul. Either way I'm backing that thing up, beliedat!<br />
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Enjoy and link up with my girl <a href="http://iworeyogapants.com/" target="_blank">Whit-naaay</a>!<br />
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Ashley http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906934667149795193noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284753914134959112.post-50516993909490514992013-05-20T10:43:00.000-04:002013-05-20T10:44:02.079-04:00Monday, I really wanted you!Mondays we usually hate, right? But today, that wasn't the case. I enjoyed my last two weeks of amazing obviously. Nappin', Netflixin', DCin', sippin', and just jumping off some docks with my main few.<br />
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And if you know me, I can't relax for long. I'm so go go go! Today marked starting back to school for my summer semester. Although, for now it's just an online class...I was still ready to go! The weird thing about me is as much as I complain about being in over my head, having to study day in and day out, never catching a break, etc. In over my head is just where I want to be. I love school. I crave the structure and organization. It's the one thing in my life I, without a doubt, control.</div>
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I tried every possible thing that I could do as a <i>slight closet computer 'masterer'</i>. Check configuration, change browsers, delete cookies and caches. I triiiiied, but I had to end up calling tech services on campus. After I explained I did all of those said things you usually tell a woman when she calls about something not working, the phone call ended with "I'm going to have to put in a request for IT to take a look at this case, ma'am.." Oh thaaaaank you, young man!</div>
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