SOMETHING TO LOOK FORWARD TO.....

Fall is in the air and the mornings are getting crisp. Leaves are changing to the fiery hues of autumn, lending an artist's palette to the landscape.





It is a beautiful time of year. The air feels clean and crisp as you breathe. The bugs are almost gone. The trees are awash with colours that vary from vibrant green to burnt sienna, with ruby reds thrown into the mix.



The only problem is all this beauty leads to this:











**sigh**

SAME OLD, SAME OLD....

Well, I didn't get the postiion, as mentioned in my previous post.

So I am still doing the same stuff as before, slogging away on the front lines.

One day, when something else comes around, I will go for that one too.

Either I am a glutton for punishment or an eternal optimist.

MOVIN' ON UP

In just under two hours, I have a job interview. I already have a good job, but this one is a step up. It is within my unit in the hospital so no change in who I work with or where. But it would give me an opportunity to sit behind the desk and cut the wear and tear that my hands, feet and back have been taking in my nursing career.

If I am successful, I would become one of the Clinical Resource Nurses in our unit. That's a fancy name for Charge Nurse. There are three positions. One is vacant because the previous occupant moved on to bigger and better things at another hospital.

I am starting to get a bit nervous, but more because this will be a panel interview than anything else. I will know everyone on the panel, but there will be about 5 - 7 people looking at me and asking me questions. EEK!

I have new clothes, just got my teeth cleaned and have researched a lot of stuff that they will probably ask me. I am as prepared as I can be. Maybe I can dazzle them with my brilliant smile and they'll give me the job just to save their eyesight.

Wish me luck!

Greener Family... and Pasture Values.... uh, wait a minute...

That should be family values and greener pastures.

We had a family gathering at my niece's house this evening.... a send-off party for her brother (my oldest nephew) and his wife, who are moving to Calgary to be dinks for a while. They leave in about 10 days and will be sorely missed, but.... someone else to go visit!



(That would be double income no kids kind of dinks.... they are actually extremely nice people. But I am not biased or anything.)

I love getting together with my family. My niece and her husband and their two little girls (ages five and a half and almost two) are great at organizing and hosting these shindigs.


(And yes, that IS a sea-lion kissing my great-niece on the head!)

My youngest sister and her hubby were there. They are off to Vegas tomorrow for a few days - it's their 25th anniversary this year (in August) and they have planned a nice little get-away.





(My brother-in-law hates having his picture taken. This is a rare shot. What you usually get is something like the hand in the previous picture, as he hides behind my sister.)

My youngest brother and his girlfriend also came - lovely to see the two of them.... often months go by with no contact, but that is just because of work scheduling conflicts, and nothing more.



One of the things I love most about my family is how openly affectionate we are with each other. All the women hug everyone, and most of the guys (all the ones related to me by blood, anyway) will hug everyone (other than the non-blood related guys, that is), including each other. The ones related by marriage just haven't gotten into the hugging thing... yet. You never know.... we may convert the younger ones yet!

But the best part of the evening was when it was time for the great nieces to head to bed. They both got changed into their jammies and then came out to the livingroom to say goodnight to everyone. The older of the two hugged everyone without hesitation.

The little type, who had looked at me when I got to the house earlier as if she'd never seen me before in her life, ran over, gave me a big hug with her head on my shoulder, and a nice big kiss on the smacker for good measure! What a doll...

What a family! I am blessed by whatever gods you want to thank for having been born into this family. I am proud and I love them all.

I'M JUST SICK OF IT....

Ever since I blogged about googling my blog name, all the hits (well, almost all) on my blog have been people searching terms like:

ponygirl breeding
ponygirl training
ponygirl bondage
submissive ponygirl
ponygirl leather

AAAGHHHHGGGHGHGHGHGHGHGHHH!

Prior to that post, there were very few hits on my blog regarding the name 'ponygirl'. I think I have opened a can of worms, and even though I removed the label ponygirl from the post, I am still getting those kinds of search results.

There are obviously a lot of people out there interested in that kind of submissive play. Listen up, people: I AM NOT ONE OF THEM!!!!!

I am THIS kind of Ponygirl:



Not THIS kind:



Maybe if I can figure out a way to change the spelling of my blog name without having to start all over, I can get those folks off my tail (pun intended... I know, I know...).

So, what do you think? PONYGURL? PONYGYRL? PONYGIIRL?