Holy Memorial Day Picnic! What a glorious day, what a great bunch of people and most of all, wouldn't our mom's be bustin with pride wit
h all of us for keeping the Memorial Day tradition going! We have such a great family and I LOVE every opportunity I am given to spend time with all of you! What fun it is when one of us finds his or her way home every now and again to visit. Thank you Diane for bringing yourself and Uncle Carl home to Delta and to us...We have missed you so!Delta will always be our home...more so for those of you who actually live there obviously but, for those of us who grew up there and left and, for
those of us who only come to visit it leaves it mark in memories so fond that when I start to think about them they tumble around in my mind and I can't even begin to give them the credit they are due. From the "putty mud" to "walking fences", throwing rocks at skunks ( Chris). The awesome plays we put on, long bike rides, Easters spent on the dunes or the desert, olive fingers, talking Magpies, the Lambert House, Christmas Eves, (Hey Nance, do you remember "Walkin and a wishing for a Man")? Oak City Canyon, Rook, FUDGE, softball, the falls, the old Sugarville church. Matt chipping Nancy's tooth, me chipping Chris's... and SO many more. I am so glad to have all of you in my life and I hope that I tell you that often enough. You are all the very best part of what makes me, ME!AND, I hope we all live to be as old and as healthy as our dads! Think of the possibilities ;)
We actually did it! Got a picture of all of us all together! I am not sure when the last time this was accomplished. I LOVE it.
Deb, Nance, Chris, Me and Mitzi!
I truly hesitate to post this but I was talked into it by my family because of my last post where I claimed to be a rather poor cake maker...
Here's the proof... John's birthday cake.
I kept saying that it didn't have to look good, it just had to taste good. It sort of made me feel better to say that. I'm not really sure what happened but apparently you can't use what I used for a filling and expect it to all stay together.
It was so pathetic after the "Mad Hatter" cake. I do apologize John. If I would have seen it before the rest of my family did, I would have made it into the best looking"Cow Pie" cake you ever did see and tried to pass it off as a well planned out birthday joke.
Mornings take on a whole new dimension in my line of work. No early morning smell of fresh brewed coffee for me, oh no, ( Not that I ever drank the stuff anyway but I always liked the way it smelled) early morning smells for me no longer resemble coffee beans brewing or eggs and bacon cooking on the stove...Nope, it's Ode de Escher for me, the firing up of the autoclaves and the ever present smell of the over powering chemicals that are used to clean a surgery center from top to bottom before and after every procedure! Actually, the smells can be quite pleasant ( minus the eschar) for the most part...For me a sort of second home given the amount of time I spend there and at times I really wish my home could be so clean and smell so good! I have gotten to where I can walk in and for brief moments during certain periods of the day feel slightly comfortable. Don't read anything into that, I still have mostly stressful days of wondering if I will ever learn and remember everything I need to about my job but, for the most part I am getting by... I have had a few moments of brilliance believe it or not when I have so anticipated the doctors that even they have been shocked! I give them my best " you expected less" look and keep on going. Then 10 minutes later I screw up :) It's my way of keeping them guessing...I don't really want them to think that I have this thing figured out yet...Today for instance I forgot more than I remembered, a common occurrence for me but, there are a few day that I remember more than I forget! If you think for one minute that my confidence is starting to build then just throw another machine into the mix and tell me that I must master it before tomorrow as there will surely be a surgery that will be needing it and I will most certainly have to know how to use it. I will spend a sleepless night worrying about what I am going to do and how I am going to do it, and then drag myself to work wondering how I am ever going to get though the day. Somehow I always do. It isn't always pretty but, I manage...They haven't fired me yet!The OR is a funny place. It's a world unlike any other. It has its own pulse, that is when it has a heart. Most of the time it does but, there are moments when CPR is desperately needed mostly because of righteous indignation but still indignation tends to leave a body pretty cold don't you agree? My theory is, (and I have been trying it out since starting back there) I have never liked being referred to as one who "eats their young" like most circulators so, from the very beginning I have tried to help everyone else. Now I know this raises a question knowing that I don't know anything but, I KNOW HOW TO CLEAN!!! I will often go in and help "turn-over" a room or clean an extra one at the end of the day. It's not all that much but it is something I CAN do. It makes a difference albeit a small one. If one person can go home feeling better about their day then hooray! Mission accomplished! One day I hope to develop some genuine camaraderie back there. Continue CPR...1-one thousand, 2-one thousand, 3-one thousand...

It's snowing again at 5000 feet (note the date at top of post) and I am not all that upset about it. I have had one of the longest weeks in history in OR's 1-5 and I really needed to spend the weekend in a recliner with my feet up reading a good book and a heating pad on my sore back! Instead, I have been battling this rash on my arms and legs that just won't go away and itches like CRAZY! I found out that when I was pulling out all of the "stuff" in my flowerbeds that some of that "stuff" just happened to be Poison Oak. l now know what Poison Oak looks like and what it can do to you...STAY AWAY FROM IT...LEAVES OF THREE, LEAVE THEM BE!!! I considered leaving it there because it is a rather nice looking vine/bush sort of thing that the deer seemed to stay away from all together (there's a clue there) and, in September/October it's leaves turn this awesome color of reddish-orange that is very "fallish". Well, I found out that my arms and legs can turn that very same color of reddish-orange from the contact dermatitis that is inflicts after you have brushed up against it or, in my case grabbed it by it's innocent looking leaves and yanked it from the earth! Seems it will take about 3-4 weeks for it to finish it's cycle of itch, burn, blister, and swell...Oh, I almost forgot, and SPREAD!