inner beauty is for amateurs

I'm real bored, and I don't have any pictures on my new computer except a few of them I've taken on my web cam... So here are some hairdos... because that's exciting right?

Pigtails... Because it was scuba day...

This was big hair day... Big fat hair day...

This was the result of a wrastling match... and really gross hair...

Ah, don't I look really attractive with a plastic bag on my head?

The best part is that it's mushy AND itchy! Yay!

I'm told that this is the way to attract a husband.

So you take them out...



And you end up looking like this. I know, I know, the face is unfortunate, but you have to admit the hair is attractive...

So this vain post is dedicated to me of course.... So yeah, go on loving me. Because I know I will....

I'll take mind-numbing chores over a fulfilling career any day!

So here I am at AirIdaho. I did a ride-along shift with them. Well, I'm still doing a ride-along shift with them. I've been up since 6 (an annoying habit of my body's, not letting me sleep in to any decent hour). We did have one flight to Salt Lake City. The patient did great. Their passenger, not so much. I thought they might luge all over the plain! Luckily the pilot suggested a throw-up bag (on a happy note, they didn't ever spill their cookies). They were super squirrelly during take off and was making me nervous... They were practically jumping out of their skin. Smaller planes feel the turbulence a lot more, especially in the back of the plane where we were sitting. So I offered them my hand to hold (I know, I'm so nice). Once we got over the clouds we were good until landing when they had to white-knuckle-hold my hand again. Flying back, the pilot let me ride shotgun (yeah, I'm guessing that term applies to planes too... or I guess you could call it riding co-pilot) It was pretty sweet. I didn't realize that the pilots don't really have to touch the gears that much once they get up to the altitude they want. They don't ride with their hands on the steering wheel or anything like that. PS I was so nervous about accidentally grabbing the controls that I was sweating a little... That was a little over-share, wasn't it.... Anyway, when we got back, they were doing test flights with the pilots in their newly restored helicopter and my medic asked if I could go up in one, they said no. Oh man, just kidding, they totally said yes! That was sweet because they were going through all of their skills like hovering and turns and emergency landings. By the way, helicopters are way smoother than planes and I much prefer them. I think everyone should travel by helicopter. Just, you know, duck if the blades are spinning... So here are some pictures of the chopper flight:

Scenic Idaho Falls...

Some more scenic IF...

Sideways IF...

This was when we were flying straight, The others were while we were turning.

The Starboard side window... (I think, okay, you got me, I have no real idea...)

Me in my really attractive head-set, looking excessively excited... And we had even taken off yet...

The pilots of our wonderful flight. It was really really fun and he did great, but my judging was we didn't crash so my standards are pretty low...


And here are some from this morning while I am waiting for all the other people here to wake up:

I really only opened the camera feature so that I could make sure I didn't look like a homeless person, you know, hair-wise. So I fixed my hair and am lookin soooo good.

Then I just started goofing around, never a good thing.

This is all my stuff that has been packed and ready to go since 6:05ish (give or take).

This is where I slept last night (minus the luggage and provided pillow and blanket, my blanket is in that stylish pink bag).

So that's pretty much it.... I'm going to go out and see if anyone is living yet and then probably head back to the Burg for class...


Okay, loves and kisses...