As an independent young whippersnapper, I never knew how wonderful having a HOME was until I married. I love coming back to this:
(Note: Domestic bliss and independence are not mutually exclusive. But, of course you knew that.)
All I need is some delicious eats, and this picture is complete. Eats, you say?? Patience, young arthropod!
I enjoyed dietetics clinical today. I’ve figured out that if I look at each patient as a puzzle (with some missing pieces), figuring out how I can help out is an interesting game – a brainteaser, if you will. Of course, we never lose sight of the fact that these are real people with their own nuances.
I still find it difficult to detach myself from the diseases and other traumas that often land people in the hospital in the first place. For those of you who work in the health care field: how do you cope? Does it become easier with time?
After a long day, coming home was a treat. After taking the dogs for a walk and working out, I experimented with a new recipe (I may have mentioned something about it in a previous post … *wink wink eyebrow wiggle*). I feel so bad for doing this again, but I can’t share the recipe because I’m submitting it to a contest. But, it did have the following ingredients:
Some old favorites:
Hoo hoooo! I’m such a tease.
To make up for it, here is a recipe for fantastic cookies with sesame (!) in them. They look like this:
… and they taste divine.
“Goodnight my angel, time to close your eyes,
And save these questions for another day.”
My question for you: What is your favorite cookie? Tough one, I know! 🙂