Monday, February 20, 2012

Trip to Yuma & Algadonas

Mel and Jane treated us to a busy three days.




  • Yuma Territorial Prison
  • Swap Meet
  • Algadonas, Mexico
  • Scandinavian Festival
  • Manhattan Girls Celebration of the 30's and 40's
  • Delicious Meals
  • Breakfast at the Clubhouse
  • Walk Along the Colorado River Trail
  • Beals
  • Tour of the Fields (celery, lettuce, oranges, peanuts)
  • Tour of Old Town
  • Laughing 
  • Loving

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Valentine's Day

Finn's reaction to his Valentine cookie, Grandma takes it off his hands, Valentine dinner, Dennen's entree,  Finn calms

Our Amazing Future

A few posts have been made enjoying the humorous events that grace my workplace.  On the other side of the coin is tremendous evidence of a bright future for humanity due to a rising generation of hard-working, motivated and inspiring individuals.  Here are things I've seen them do as their footsteps have trod the miles through university life:




  • attend school after having traveled home and back to attend the funeral of a parent or sibling
  • voice expressions of gratitude for the opportunity to learn and attend school
  • check off  lists of requirements to serve humanity in the role of dentist, accountant, teacher, publicist, business manager, historian, archaeologist, counselor, father, engineer, social worker, biologist, researcher, mathematician, mother, environmentalist, coach, ...
  • show enthusiasm and excitement for their chosen area of learning
  • work full time and attend school full time
  • travel and study abroad in Scotland, Israel, England, Tonga, Japan, Thailand, Italy, Austria, Wales,  France, Brazil, Ecuador, New Zealand, ...
  • schedule school around weddings, surgeries, missions, emergencies at home, chronic illness, employment
  • enjoy giving service
  • commute 50 miles on UTA to attend school and work
  • spend their entire time at school from out of state without a car
  • spend their own hard-earned money for what cannot be seen inside the skull
  • complete their educational goals without genius, funds, or luck - just grit and guts
  • enroll in a sea of 20-somethings as a 50-something with only the memory of classes taken as a 20-something
  • rise above a background of defeat and discouragement
  • sacrifice home, health, and comfort to complete internships far away from conveniences, home and children
  • attend a semester living in the dorms for just one class, with residency and children left in Arizona
  • survive on 4 hours sleep each night two or more straight weeks
  • go it alone
  • set their own standards
  • realize that they are solely responsible for their future
  • enroll in my class because they see the importance of home and family
  • recognize a clean, moral environment
  • say "thank you"

Monday, February 13, 2012

Pork Chops and BLEACH

ReAlLy ????


At work, we provide sanitizing solution 
(1 tsp. bleach to 1 quart water) in a spray bottle to clean surfaces that have come in contact with the meat.


You guessed it, a student decided to spray the surface of the PORK CHOP.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Unbelieveable


Tis true!
This can is the genuine result of three university-educated students putting their heads together when using a hand can opener to open a can of tomato sauce.  The student with the opener in hand explained that she HAD NEVER USED A CAN OPENER BEFORE.  This is sadness.  They used our good high quality chef's knives to finish off the job.  I pray that there were no severed tendons.

I love my job - always the unexpected !

Cool Bag

Overheard:

Nurse:  When you get home, put ice on your eye to reduce the swelling.  A bag of frozen peas works well.

Patient:  We don't have frozen peas.  What about canned peas?

Why God?

Where do i turn for peace,
Where is my solace?
When other sources seem to make me whole?
When with a wounded heart, anger or malice,
I draw myself apart, searching my soul.


Where when my aching grows, 
Where when I languish?
Where in my need to know, where can I run?
Where is the quiet hand to calm my anguish?
Who, Who, can understand? He only He.

He answers privately, reaching my reaching,
In my Gethsemane, Savior and friend.
Gently the peace he finds for my beseeching,
Constant he is and kind, Love without end.