It's never good to be a nurse and find yourself working the days before, the day of and the days after a full moon. The moon was pretty, but the work was difficult. Anything that could happen out of the ordinary, did. But today is Friday and my work here is finished. The paperwork is done, the house is clean and I'm on my second Blue Moon. I'm thanking the Heavens for ripe South African oranges tonight and the genius of Belgian brewers-even if they are from Colorado.