Saturday, January 29, 2011

THiS iS Me #1

( i warned you these were going to be random :)  )

Today at work I was passing lunch around just like I always do. I had just set down the plate when my dear patient looked at the plate, told me to wait, picked up the plate, sniffed the parmesan covered broccoli to make sure it was really parmesan, asked me to scrape the broccoli off the plate and then to replace the broccoli with the non-parmesan-ated kind. Now you have to understand the relationship I have with this patient. SARCASM to the max! So I joked with her for a while, then did exactly what she asked. After I had set her plate down with the new broccoli, she jokingly said, "I'll tell you the parmesan story later." We laughed and I went to pass desert.

Well eventually dessert passing was finished, and the dining room was cleared for the most part. I sat down at her table, not even remembering the parmesan story ( just cause when there is down time in the dining room that is what I always do. She's so much fun to talk to! ). 

The Parmesan Story was soon to follow, and it went a little something like this:

You know how sometimes when you aren't raised on a particular food, no matter how many times you try it, your taste buds just never grow to like it. Well that is how i feel about parmesan (this is her talking remember, cause I LOVE parmesan!!)

Well that got us onto the subject of black olives, because she hates them. 

I love black olives!

Thats when I told her this story. Tiff and Kaesi, you will appreciate this one :)

The Place: Grandma and Grandpa Young's House
The Time: Every single holiday involving a meal
The Story: 

Every Christmas, Thanksgiving, 4th of July and occasionally Labor Day, my mom's whole family gets together at my grandparents house. After the line of hugs you get to the kitchen. In this kitchen there is a counter. And on this counter there is ALWAYS a vegetable tray, without fail. In the center of the vegetable tray, there is always a bowl of oLiVeS. 

Normal family gathering so far right? Well here's the kicker. Out of all the wondrous food to choose from, Kaesi, Tiff and I would always go straight to the olives. Not when everyone was getting their food, but far before dinner was even served. We would eat the whole bowl before grandma could even notice what was happening. Once she did though, the bowl was stashed again :) Come the time dinner was actually served, and the plates were piled with food, there were no olives on any of our plates...

THiS iS Me #1: OLiVeS. I LoVe THeM. BuT i CaN oNLy EaT THeM oN HoLiDayS. LoTS oF THeM. BeFoRe THe MeaL iS SeRVeD. THaT iS iT :) MayBe FouR TiMeS a YeaR.
(don't ask me why, cause I really couldn't tell you. But definitely a quirk!) 

Random I know, but these are the things that somehow come up while I'm working. I love my JoB. and OLiVeS. 


Thursday, January 27, 2011

THiS iS Me :)

Part of my wanderous mind realizes things about myself everyday.

You know when you're starting a new semester and your teacher wants you to tell the class who you are, your major, you're year in school...yada yada yada... and, last but not least, something about yourself

My favorite! Not.

Maybe I'm the only one, but I never know what to say. 

So thats where this comes in! 

Random posts about what makes me, Me!



THiS iS Me :)

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

MY BeST DaYS aRE aHeaD oF Me

by Danny Gokey

I have a new found love of country music, especially the songs with a message like this  :)

Sunday, January 23, 2011

THe oaK TRee

by Jonny Ray Ryder Jr. 

A mighty wind blew night and day
It stole the oak tree's leaves away
Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark
Until the oak was tired and stark

But still the oak tree held its ground
While other trees fell all around
The weary wind gave up and spoke. 
How can you still be standing Oak? 

The oak tree said, I know that you
Can break each branch of mine in two
Carry every leaf away
Shake my limbs, and make me sway

But I have roots stretched in the earth
Growing stronger since my birth
You'll never touch them, for you see
They are the deepest part of me

Until today, I wasn't sure
Of just how much I could endure
But now I've found, with thanks to you 
I'm stronger than I ever knew

Hard times are nothing new to anyone living here on this earth. The thing is, no matter how undeserving we feel of the trials thrown at us almost daily, they are given to us by loving Father. A Father who hates to see us suffer, but who also knows that unless we do we will never grow to the potential He knows we can reach. Without trying times, there is no need or means for us to grow.  It's those trials that help us to realize just how strong we are. Just like the oak tree who had everything stripped from him before realizing his true strength, we to must push ourselves to our very limits in order to see just how far we've come. 


Prized Possessions. I hope that everyone has them. For me, it's the lyrics to a song or poem that hit you in a way that nothing else could, or the words a friend said without even knowing they were exactly what I needed to hear. Those things that seem to enter your life just when you need them the most. They are my Prized Possessions.

That is what I hope to keep with this blog. For me they will be a collection of memories, the things that help me make it through each and every day. If they can help me, they can help others out there too.To those out there who may be reading, I hope that is what this blog can be for you too; something to help each and everyone out there to make it through the good and the bad.