.lent.

for lent, i'd like to be a better person, minimizing my complaining, forgiving and trying really hard to forget. kinda like the target bag i left in target after paying for them. yup. walked right on out without them. what was "funny" was that i called, and they said they would hold it in customer service for me to pick up the next day. when i went there, the guy pulled out a "paid and left" binder. so i'm not the only idiot that has done this, enough people have done this blunder that target had to create a whole binder for them. too funny. so i'm living in LOL with my cousins and their niece who cracks me up, but makes my ovaries shut down daily. my desire for motherhood was neither increased at ash wednesday mass last night where cranky babies had a reunion and a screaming match. i definitely prayed in church, but it sounded more like, "WHY ON GOD'S GREEN EARTH ARE YOU LETTING YOUR CHILD SCREAM LIKE THAT? PLEASE. PLEASE. DEAR LORD MAKE THAT CHILD STOP...ETC." X 1209457 in the course of an hour and 15 minutes. oh well. some are made for it. i am not. my peds rotation is not looking too promising right now. i am loving my acute rotation. i am thankful for my clinical instructor. really really thankful and blessed. oh and for lent, i'm giving up boys. yeah, that's a long story, best told over alcohol which i am trying to stay away from as well. i'm not a lot of fun these days, and that my friends, is the story of the transplant's life.