Yesterday, our Director and Manager put together a retreat for us Midwives. My manager, Red, has a nice condo in the middle of hell. I work in Apple Valley, a depressing Desert town with nothing much to do but watch the sand blow.
Anyway, Red lives up there, actually moved from Huntington Beach. She lives on a man-made lake and actually pretty and serene. During the retreat, my director, Southern Bell, looked out the window to see this really cool, light blue bird. Anyone know what kind of bird this is?
We spent the day reflecting, eating and making bath salts.
I gave up quickly on the bath salt project (can't you buy those) when my first attempt looked like coffee grounds and smelled like Vick's vapor rub. Hmmm, something told me that I wouldn't want to put them in my bath tub. The girls were so kind. They made some for me;)
After the bath salt extravaganza, we had to get ready for the Medical staff party. We all got dolled up for the big event.
I wasn't feeling well. I have a little bit of a cold so I wasn't really in the party mood. But, I popped some Advil and made the best of it. Good thing I did. I met someone.
Mr. J is a Pharmacist at the hospital but lives in the next town over from me. He is attentive, nice looking and smart. We chatted for about an hour playing the "getting to know you." I thoroughly enjoyed the conversation, never once looking at my watch (OK, I wasn't wearing a watch but you know what I mean). He didn't knock me off my feet but I was definitely interested.
However, there are a few issues.
First, he is getting a divorce and it will be final in January. A plus of this part is that they have been separated for 2 years. Negative. What took so damn long?
Second, he has 3 children the youngest is FIVE! UGH! I so don't want to start over. I have raised my kids, thoroughly enjoyed it. But my Babygirl1 is 25 years old and married. I'm looking forward to grand kids not step kids.
However, I am interest enough that when he asked, I gave him my number. He called me after I got home but I missed it. When I finally listen to the message, it was too late to call back. He wants to have brunch tomorrow but I have plans with girlfriend so it will have to wait till next weekend.
Here are a few highlight pictures.
Rockstar, Tigger and me.
Rockstar and her most amusing hubby.
And now for a pic of Mr. J. Ready?
Mr.J, me, Tigger and hubby
What do you think?
In the middle of the party, there was an earthquake. Rockin my world inside and out;)