This was my favorite picture from the ocean... I think. I really liked the pictures we had from the cloudy day too but those are on your mom's camera. Anyways... Sorry it took me so long to get back to you on this. I'm sort of forgetful sometimes if you haven't figured that out already. lol . . i'm sure you have.
So before I try to do something with the story, (which... btdubbs, thanks for making it really hard for me lol) I dunno. I guess I'll ramble for a bit. I had a really great time going on vacation with you and your family. That was a really cool experience for me, and I'm so glad it was with you. I know now for a fact now that I won't get sick of you for a good long time. So, sorry for you, but I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. =]
SECOND (breakfast) I'd like to take this opportunity to say.. in really big letters... I LOVE YOU! really josh, I never knew the meaning of the word before you. Well, I take that back... actually... I guess you just redefined another aspect of that word (many different kinds of love.. mom love, dad love, God love... you get the picture). So, thank you for that as well. Ok.. enough delay... here goes.
...Pricilla sat cracking gum with her knees aimed at each other below the roll-out keyboard stand. She was admiring her new vibrant red flats she had bought the day before. Although they were a Pay-Less Shoes bargain, no one could tell they weren't designer, she thought to herself. Her office was positioned just to the right of the Emergency Room entrance, and her red shoes were the only irregularity in a white hospital room with an occasional poster of the Heimlich maneuver and cliche scenery photos. Most days at the Chugwater Regional Hospital came and went without much action, but on occasion there would be a little excitement, and "a little excitement would be great for sanity," Pricilla often told herself....
Just then the phone started ringing. Pricilla answered saying, "Hello CRMC, Pricilla speaking, how may I assist you?" It was a life-flight crew. "We have a 53 year old white male, heart attack, elevated blood pressure, going into cardiac arrest. Get us a crash cart and an ER room STAT!" Pricilla hung up the phone, and sprung from her chair to find the unit secretary. Unfortunately her fancy new shoes gave her a little more of a boost than she had hoped for and she flailed into one of the RN's on the floor. They both crashed to the ground, Pricilla, catching her head on the side of a desk. She faded out of consciousness, and the nurse yelled for help. All the while, the life-flight chopper was drawing nearer to the landing pad at the hospital.
There you go! have fun with that. We need to get back to that letter that he was so anxiously waiting for in the mail though. Maybe someday we can actually make it into a short story or something... wouldn't that be cool? mmk anyways, I love you and I miss you.
S-kizzle A-rizzle R-izzadizzle A-chickachicka.
P.S. I added a bunch of pictures on facebook, and now you have more pictures than me. LAME!
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