Results: NCLEX

I PASSED!!!!! I PASSED, I PASSED, I PASSED!!! No more teachers, no more books. . . . .

I have officially passed my NCLEX and am now a licensed registered nurse in the state of California!! I took the test some weeks ago and should have found out my results two days after the fact but I had some problems with the school and my transcripts. I had to call Sacramento State and get that worked out and then the Board of Registered Nurses then took a couple weeks to process them. Sigh. . . the thought of "oh no. . .what if I didn't pass" has constantly been in the back of my mind these last couple weeks. I have faithfully checked on the BRN website every morning (late morning actually!! ha) to see if I, by chance, had a license number yet. This morning was no different. . .the difference came when my name popped up with a license number next to it and the label of "RN"!!! I ended up running outside, barefoot, around our house with three dogs chasing after me and biting my feet/clothes. . . it was an exuberant sight I am sure. . . I still can’t quite believe it!! My goal over the last 8 years is finally accomplished! Now I just have to find a job. . . . . .

Evita. . . A review

Evita. . . .hummm. . . what can I say about Evita??

According to the description of Evita on the Forest Theater Guild’s website:

“Argentina's controversial First Lady is the subject of this dynamic musical masterpiece. As an illegitimate fifteen year old, Eva escaped her dirt-poor existence for the bright lights of Buenos Aires. Driven by ambition and blessed with charisma, she was a starlet at twenty-two, the president's mistress at twenty-four, First Lady at twenty-seven, and dead at thirty-three. Eva Peron "saint to the working-class, reviled by the aristocracy and mistrusted by the military" was destined to leave a fascinating political legacy unique in the 20th century. Told through a compelling score that fuses haunting chorales with exuberant Latin, pop and jazz influences, EVITA creates an arresting theatrical portrait as complex as the woman herself.”

Well. . . The description sounded great so I was anxious to see the production. I invited several of my friends to join me, one of which is now living in Pennsylvania and was desperate for some good theater while she was out visiting, and we made our way down to Monterey/Carmel for the day. We ate lunch on Fisherman’s Warf in Monterey and headed down to Carmel for some shopping and a little beach time. . . . . it was very enjoyable and the air was clean and sweet (compared to the Sacramento air) . . .The time came to make our way to the grocery store to pick up our dinner and head over to the theater.



The play started off with the announcement of Eva Peron’s death to the people of Argentina. It was a little weird. . . . it only got worse. Eva started off as a singer/actress and worked her way up the latter by doing a variety of different things (some not so good). . . she then met Mr. Peron, a captain in the army, and smoozed him. . . she convinced him to run for office and convinced to people to vote for him. . .at that point, it was half time and our group decided that it wasn’t worth the time to stay for the ending. LOL!! The singing was horrible, the dancing was atrocious, the acting was pitiful and the music was awful!! We had fun laughing at it all though. I was oober embarrassed because my brother and I were the only ones to have seen a play at the forest theater before and had bragged about how great it was!!! It was quite a let down. . . .come to find out, there are two different acting groups that use the theater and the good one that we usually go see doesn’t start until the fall! I may be able to redeem myself when we go see the Wizard of Oz in August. . . sigh. . . .
The Stage. . .
The band. . . uhhhh. . . yeahhh

By the way . . . I don’t recommend this production. :-)

Beauty Tips from Audrey Hepburn

For attractive lips, speak words of kindness. For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people. For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry. For beautiful hair, let a child run his/her fingers through it once a day. For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone. People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone. Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms. As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands; one for helping yourself, and the other for helping others.

(A poem she wrote and was later read at her funeral)

4th craziness in Frisco

A brief recap should be adequate as the pictures sure do speak for themselves. . . . the afternoon was spent shopping (it was very interesting shopping. . . . CRYSTAL!!!), being accosted by several homeless individuals, and preached to for 20 minutes or so. . .after which we made our way down to pier 1 were we thought the fireworks would be showing. They weren’t. Lesharon, Crystal, Lachrisha and myself decided to make our way down to pier 39 on foot to catch a glimpse of them. . . . it was crowded to say the least. By the time we reached the pier . . . the wonderful display was over :-( . . . . we decided to make the most out of it, however, by purchasing the best doughnuts in the world!!!!! These little doughnuts are such a delight! This is precisely the time that we received a phone call that the rest of our group had already boarded the Bart and were on there way back to Pittsburg where are vehicles were located. . . . AHHHGGHHH!!!! With 5 million people pressed around us, we struggled to get directions to the closest Bart station which was back on Market Street. . . . right were we had started from! We decided the best plan of action was to run all the way back to try and arrive at the station as soon as possible. . . yes, we ran all the way back to pier 1!!! (Lesharon braved it in her socks!!!! Hehehe) The ride back on the Bart was an entertaining ride. . . .

Crystal and "BOY BOY" . . the rat!!

A competition of Slide??
Playing "Down by the Bank" with 5 complete strangers on the floor of the Bart. . . we are soooo mature!!
HAHAHAHA!!!