Happy Belated Mother's Day and Happy Nurses' Week!

I am a lucky person, I have a fabulous Mom who also happens to be a nurse. I think that even if she wasn't a nurse by trade she would still be my nurse. After all, who else holds the barf bucket for you and rubs your back when you are sick? Your Mom!

One of my favorite stories to tell is when I got food poisoning and was up in the bathroom tossing my chinese food. My Dad walked by the bathroom heading to bed, and casually mentions to Mom "I think Alisa is sick." Thanks, Dad. Needless to say, my Mom got up and took care of me. Just evidence of the fact that this world would not go round if it weren't for Mom's.



Love you, Catty!

Run, Baby, Run, Baby, Run.

Finished my first run post-surgery last week! It was a short 5K, but you would be suprised how much your lip bounces up and down while running. Suffice to say it was a good run, no casualties, and I finished in 27 minutes.

Though our team didn't win any prizes for speed, we did win 2nd Worst Team Name for "You're Our Only Hope, Obi-John Cornobi." The name came from a constituent letter to our office. We got a good kick out of it, and apparently so did others.



Way to go Team You're Our Only Hope, Obi-John Cornobi!

It's a Knockout!

Well, my beautiful nephew took his first ambulance ride this weekend after an allergic reaction to something.

Poor Mason Roadie looked like he took a few rounds (11 according to his father)...



Good news is that the swelling has gone down and he is back to his normal adorable self. Love you Mason Road!