Kather-tini

A little bit of this and a little bit of that.
I'll be serving up Kather-tini's at the Hyatt tonight!
Hope you all have a wonderful and safe New Year's Eve!

The Recipe For Kathy-rine

3 parts Grace 2 parts Enchantment 1 part Energy Splash of Beauty Sip slowly on the beach

What's the Recipe for Your Personality?

Peace On Earth

Peace, originally uploaded by scoobers.

Peace On Earth

by U2

Heaven on earth
We need it now
Im sick of all of this
Hanging around

Sick of sorrow
Im sick of the pain
Im sick of hearing
Again and again
That theres gonna be
Peace on earth

Where I grew up
There werent many trees
Where there was wed tear them down
And use them on our enemies

They say that what you mark
Will surely overtake you
And you become a monster
So the monster will not break you

And its already gone too far
You said that if you go in hard
You wont get hurt

Jesus can you take the time
To throw a drowning man a line
Peace on earth

Tell the ones who hear no sound
Whose sons are living in the ground
Peace on earth

No whos or whys
No one cries like a mother cries
For peace on earth

She never got to say goodbye
To see the color in his eyes
Now hes in the dirt
Peace on earth

Theyre reading names out
Over the radio
All the folks the rest of us
Wont get to know

Sean and julia
Gareth anne and peter
Their lives are bigger than
Any bigger

Jesus can you take the time
To throw a drowning man a line
Peace on earth

To tell the ones who hear no sound
Whose sons are living in the ground
Peace on earth

Jesus in the song you wrote
The words are sticking in my throat
Peace on earth

Hear it every christmas time
But hope and history wont rhyme
So whats it worth

This peace on earth
Peace on earth
Peace on earth
Peace on earth

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Animal Cruelty

Emulating Max, The Grinch's Dog

It's all in the name of Christmas, I tell you!

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A Cardinal Rule of Radiation Oncology

This room had not been cleared for use
by nuclear medicine at the time these photos were taken.
Somebody should have notified the bird.

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The Sound of Baaaaaaad. . .

. . . is the crunching under your shoes that you hear when you walk in the front door.

BEFORE

Dookie decided to take it upon herself
to redecorate for the holidays
while I was at work lastnight.

AFTER

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*Update: 12/17/07- Dook picked a fight with the ornaments again and is being put on time out while I work from now on. When she decides that she can peacefully co-exist with the holidays, she will regain her house privileges.

Peace. Love.

Peace and Love, originally uploaded by scoobers.

... a pair of scissors and little bit of glue.

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Carols

Ohhhhhhhhhh!

The weather outside is frightful
But in here it's so delightful
And since I've no place to go
Let me Oh, Let me Oh, Let me Ohhhhh Ohhh Owww!

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House Arrest and Punishments

Every year I have the same ritual. With good intentions, the thoughts and ideas of what to get or make for Christmas gifts start early, around late September. Then I sit on it, and wait. Procrastinate. Then I put it off some more . The actual production portion of the process does not begin until it's almost too late. I didn't start until last night. It is great fun for me to make homemade gifts for my friends and family but I end up procrastinating to the point that I stress about the number of full days left to complete them. So, for the next couple of weeks I will be on house arrest frantically trying to get my act together in time for the big day. The good news is that I have a made a small dent tonight.
The bad news is that I am stuck at home without a phone right now. I use my cell phone as a primary line because to pay for a house phone would be a waste of money. About now, I am wishing I had one as a back up. While I was at work Dookie found the charger, like she finds all the vital items in my house that are unintentionally left exposed, and destroyed it.
During a break from cards, glitter and glue, I was cleaning the kitchen and Dookie, wanting to make up for cutting me off from the rest of the world, decided to help by licking the dishes in the dishwasher clean. Dirty or not, that's gross. Several people have offered suggestions on how to keep her from doing the things she should not be doing. The most effective method so far is to drop a metal cookie sheet on the floor. The sound scares her and I don't have to do any spanking, yelling and crying from guilt. The least effective method to date? The spray bottle.

It's all great fun to her.







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Baby's First Christmas

Baby's First Christmas, originally uploaded by scoobers.

It's the tenth of December and I have officially kicked off the gift making season with a batch of ornaments. Fifteen days to spare. Not bad. The first one completed was made for my friend CA who gave birth to a healthy baby boy on December first.

Best wishes to all of you who welcomed new additions to your families this holiday.

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It Gives Gift Return a Whole New Meaning

Laura and I were sitting around reading and I could not decide what to get people for Christmas. She said that a book was always a good idea so we went out to go look. We ended up at a library and the smell inside immediately brought me back to when I was a little girl and I realized that I had not been to a library since then. As we stood waiting in line amongst a maze of people and velvet ropes I noticed that we two were the only people who were not elderly. I told Laura that we should probably go to a book store for presents because the books from the library would have to be returned and would not make practical gifts. We ended up checking out a few books anyway and headed back home. Mommy and Daddy were doing stuff around the house. I think Gramma Mary was there too. Mommy came in and said that the kids had thrown eggs and hit the trees out front. I could not imagine why anyone would ever target my parent's house until my she told me that Daddy would pull over and chastise the kids of the neighborhood for being rambunctious. It all made sense.
Later, my mom wanted to go out to get a mister/humidifier for the porch where we could sit and stay cool and hydrated. It seemed that the heat was drying us all out and we needed a little relief. When we got back from the store we packed up a lunch for picnic. I went into the bathroom with my newly borrowed book and sat down. All of a sudden, I was in my Gramma's old bathroom. The toilet seat was freezing cold and I could hear people right outside the window, talking and laughing. It sounded like they were watering the plants. I was a little worried that if I could hear them, they could hear me, so I tried to be as quiet as possible. The smell of baby powder was in the air and I could see the soap on a rope dangling against the pink wall off to my left. It seemed that I was in there forever and I heard Mommy walk past the door and tell me she was ready to go. When I came out she was walking down the hall wearing giant, dark sunglasses, baggy, white shorts and a t-shirt.

I woke up parched and with a gurgly stomach.






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64/365 Joe

When you guys sang it made Christmas Eve mass so moving. Although, the hand gestures to each note was a little annoying, each time you sang "On Eagle's Wings" or "Ave Maria", I would cry.




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Bark. Bark. Bark.

Got that?

Dookie the Christmas Pooch
(not to be confused with Mr. Hankey, The Christmas Poo)

Bekah! Dookie and I were just talking and she wanted me to pass a message along to you. She says to tell you Merry Christmas and that she can't wait to terrorize you and your brother again. She also says to tell Bear that she's getting bigger, especially after Thanksgiving leftovers, and that she had better watch out. She'll be kickin' butt and takin' names. She might have to tell her herself since you do not speak 'bark' yet. She says she loves you.

I love you too!




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63/365 Aaron

We met in Spanish class when you beat boxed and scratched on a 33" vinyl of "Feliz Navidad". You had me in stitches. To this day, I think of you when I hear it.




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62/365 Santi

Santi-Claus! Jackson Avenue. Walks in Winterhaven. Hysteria. The Jetson's. Father Figure. Cid. True Blue the Malibu. Earth Day. Daddy Droop. #10. Iggy. Blacky. December 21, 1988.
Semper Fi?



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Letter to Tony

Dear Tony,

It's been almost three years since you passed away. I think about you when people speak of you and when little things happen that remind me of you. I especially think of your mom at Christmas time. I hope that she's doing alright and that you are watching over her because I'm sure she misses you a lot.
This week, I cleaned the house and unpacked my Christmas decorations and came across your old friend, the penguin, who used to adorn your IV pole, which looked more like a Christmas tree this time of year. Just so you know, he is doing fine and we are happy to have him around. I wanted to share some photos and let you know what he's been up to.

It's Nice to See You

It was a little challenging when Dookie came to stay because, well, the destruction of animals filled with stuffing is her favorite past time. Needless to say, your penguin was a bit hesitant to meet her.

Where is that dog?
Which way did she go?

In the end, it all turned out ok.

Meeting Dookie

He does all sorts of things to keep busy and stay out of trouble during the holidays. Occasionally though, he gets a wild feather up his tail and I need to intervene.

Cutting Loose

Most of the time, he's on his best behavior. You would be so proud.

Watching good quality, family programming.

Reading "Santa Claus: The World's Number One Toy Expert" by Marla Frazee

When he's good, he gets rewarded with his favorite holiday beverage.

Everybody loves a cup of hot coco.

He loves to help me write my posts for Holidailies and read my favorite blogs.

Writing this post.

Reading Jenni's blog.

I have just tucked him into bed for the night. He says for me to tell you that he misses you and he hopes you have a Merry Christmas.

Nighty Night.

Thank you for entrusting him to me. He has become an integral part of the holidays.
Merry Christmas, Tony.

With Love,
Kathy




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61/365 Ashley

My first next door neighbor when I moved out. You with your oxygen tank, a constant companion. After you moved to assisted living, I wanted to bring you Christmas cookies but I was too late.




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Elved

I've been 'elved'. I hope the Fug Girls don't ever get hold of it. The outfits are hideous and my T-Zone could use a puff of de-greaser.

Go see my niece, my sisters and I dance like elvin buffoons.

This is too funny! Thanks Christine!

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60/365 Tony

Tony's Penguin

Two Christmas's are two too many to spend in the hospital. Your family did their best to make your room like home. You were a special person to us and each year I remember you.




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Holiday Colors

Art by Benjamen, originally uploaded by scoobers.

Ben was busy honing his artistic skills at my mom and dad's house over Thanksgiving. I took the liberty of putting a couple of his drawings together and adding a few sparkly holiday elements. Enjoy!

My Nephew, The Budding Artist

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7 More Things

Seven Reasons Why Working Weekend-Night Shift Does Not Suck

1. No rush hour. There is hardly any traffic on the freeways or service streets. This means I can take another ten minutes to get ready, laze around and goof off.
2. Parking is a breeze since the closest parking lot is usually not occupied by the weekday-ers.
3. No waiting. You are almost certain to catch the elevator immediately. Also, the awesome, weekender elevator crew are more likely to offer you a ride when you need it.
4. No fuss. No muss. Ancillary staff are at a minimum. Procedures, scans and treatments (unless STAT or ASAP) are usually held until Monday morning. Doctors round later. This means blood draws, weights, vital signs and other unpleasantries that wake my patients can wait until later so I can blog chart longer.
   
5. Ativan, Benadryl, Restoril, Xanax are the patients' drugs of choice at this hour.
6. I get to work with the bestest, craziest and funnest people during these shifts.
7. Aside from being named the newest possible carcinogen, while working the weekend-night shift you have access to the best holiday store hours with the least number of shoppers during the week and a legitimate excuse to sleep all day. Hallelujah!
   

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