Good evening, Squatchers! I've been absent cuz I've been working a lot, which is a good thing. Today was a day from hell!

So I'm driving to work this morning and I got rear-ended at a light (it was raining, and NJ drivers are notoriously crappy drivers in the rain). It was a minor fender bender, but:

1.) I had to call 911 and report it, yada yada, and was late for work (I've been subbing at a special school); and

2.) I had disc surgery 7 years ago and have a plate and screws in my neck, and two remaining herniated discs that have not been giving me trouble. But I am very, very careful with my neck since then. I no longer do headstands at yoga, etc.

My car damage is minimal, but you know how auto body repairs--no matter how small--wind up costing a fortune, your rates go up, etc. Anyway, I spent the whole time consoling this poor dumb kid who was freaking out because he just got in an accident last week and he has 8 points already and his boss fired him on the spot when he called in late (what a taterhead!! Who does that?!)

Then.

I get into work and I am not there five minutes when I hear these massive puking noises coming from down the hall. (Now I am here to tell you, I hate puke. Yes, I am a nurse. But I have had a major puke phobia my whole life and have not personally yakked in 43 years, which is probably a world record.) AND--every nurse has one thing that grosses them out, and puke is mine, lol! Yeah, I know, I work with kids, I've gotten way better with the emetophobia (that is actually a word lol) since I've been school nursing. Cuz kids: they puke!

So, I glove up, grab the garbage can, meet this very large Downs kid and his 1:1 at the door, and am in the middle of saying "Hi kid! Please don't puke on me!" when he opens up his mouth and--in slow motion, I swear, I was there--a friggin' tidal wave of vom starts spewing everywhere. Like, a fountain of pork roll and scrambled eggs shrapnel all over the place. All over the floor, my swivel chair, everywhere.

I do this "Hidden Tiger, Crouching Dragon" karate/ballet/yogic flying thing to get away from the spew, and miraculously miss getting chunks on me by about half an inch. (My coffee was in the line of fire. But I digress.) It was truly an acrobatic move and I credit it all to my yoga practice. Lemme tell you, this 54-year-old body can MOVE when there is flying vomit! :lau

I tell you-- after that entrance, the rest of the day was all downhill. :)

Anyway, I am drinking a delicious, cold adult beverage, eating pickled okra, and am gonna have another beverage in a minute. I just got off the phone with my insurance company. Good times.....

Love yas!:love
 
Girl I read crazy fast, comes from looking for patterns in game codes. And i'm on the most garbage smartphone on earth, the desktop is for vidya games and uploading to youtube only.;)
Chickassan, you must speed read like a mofo. You liked that crazy quick, and that was alot of words! Get off that computer, girl!:lau
 
@pitbullmomma, i'd rather get smacked in the head by all the hummingbirds in the yard than have your day sheeezus! The fender bender is nothing compared to big Ralph...i'd have went home.:caf

Dude, I am SO grossed out by puke. And it's so funny, cuz I'm a nurse. I have gone my whole entire adult life without one puke episode, personally. And my husband knows, if he gets sick, he is ON HIS OWN, lol. I am hiding out with my fingers in my ears making faces in the other room.

With kids....it's not as bad, but today was bad. I mean, I am vegetarian, and pork roll is gross enough let alone the regurgitated kind.

But I did my nursey thang, cleaned up his face, changed his clothes, and gave him love. And sent him back home. Cuz that's how I roll. :)
 
For those of you outside of NJ who never heard of pork roll, this is what it looks like:

porkroll.jpg


It's one of those Jersey things. I think it's made of pig scrotums, tails, toenails, and brains, or something like that. I've seen a similar item called Taylor Ham in other parts of the country. But it's different in some way. I don't know how. They had Taylor Ham when I lived in MI, but no pork roll.
 
We have that here! I bought some because the box looked neat. I didn't eat any but hubs was like wtf is wrong with this bologna? They keep it waaay on the top shelf in the store next to the giant pickles and off colored weiners.:)
For those of you outside of NJ who never heard of pork roll, this is what it looks like:

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It's one of those Jersey things. I think it's made of pig scrotums, tails, toenails, and brains, or something like that. I've seen a similar item called Taylor Ham in other parts of the country. But it's different in some way. I don't know how. They had Taylor Ham when I lived in MI, but no pork roll.
 
@Chickassan Is it called pork roll or Taylor Ham? You gotta fry it up with eggs and eat it on a Kaiser roll with cheese. When I was young and I ate meat, it was delicious beyond description and fabulously greasy. My hubby and mosy Jerseyites love it.

When I lived in Michigan, my mom used to buy it for me, wrap it in tinfoil, freeze it, and send it back with me in my luggage, cuz you can't get it out there. That was before 9/11, obviously...
 

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