Sister Roxy and I headed out to downtown Olympia late this morning to check out the Farmers' Market. There were lots of plants for sale -- some beautiful tomato plants loaded with blooms; some gorgeous hanging baskets and all kinds of annuals. There were a couple of vendors selling good-looking -- and great-smelling pastries and breads; there were the usual soap, wood and honey sellers. Roxy bought some kohlrabi plants but couldn't find any lemongrass.
From there we went to Olympia Seafood Company and bought some shelled crab for my planned pasta crab salad and bought a couple of nice large crabs for dinner tonight. Roxy thought the $9 per pound was a bit high, but I told her I hadn't had good fresh Dungeness crab for a couple of years! (And it was good! The guy at the fish store said they had just come out of the steamer about an hour before...)
Next was a stop at the very busy Post Office to send off a baby blanket, made by Sister Roxy, to Ethan Richard, the son of our Godson, who was born in Moses Lake's Samaritan Hospital this morning. There have been lots of fun pictures of the newborn fellow on Facebook. So fun to get to see him right away!
Our last stop was at a place called Shipwreck Beads, surely the largest bead store I have ever seen! Roxy was looking for some tiny beads to add texture to one of her quilted wall hangings. I did find some nice presentation boxes for my squash blossom necklaces. I've been looking for some time as they both came in just nice cardboard boxes. The contemporary necklace and earring set fit into one of the boxes just fine, but unfortunately, the other box still wasn't big enough for the antique necklace.
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Friday, May 24, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Early Mornings
I've been up too early too many mornings lately. I really don't like to see sunrises!
Though I must admit, I used to really enjoy them when I was driving home in the morning after having worked the night shift as an RN at Samaritan Hospital in Moses Lake many years ago.
There was something neat about watching the sun rise as I was on my way home to bed. I got along quite well working night shifts as I never wanted to go to bed before 2 AM anyway. For many of those years I was the House Supervisor, so had a variety of things to keep me busy. My shift would start at 11 PM. We would be intermittently busy until the bars closed at 2 AM, then we would usually be very busy for a couple of hours. Especially on weekends or if we had a full moon.
The hardest hours of the night shift for me was from that hour or so around 5 AM. Things were usually very quiet by then unless we had a delivery in process. It would start to get lively again about 6 AM when the lab techs started getting their blood draws and the day's surgery patients began to arrive. By 7 AM, the day shift was there, report was given and it was time to head home.
I really missed working nights when I started working days (sometimes you get promoted out of your comfort zone). Driving 25 miles to work and having to arrive by 7 AM made for some very early mornings. I worked the night shift for about five years and then never had another job that allowed for that. It's hard to believe I would look by and really miss nights.
Though I must admit, I used to really enjoy them when I was driving home in the morning after having worked the night shift as an RN at Samaritan Hospital in Moses Lake many years ago.
There was something neat about watching the sun rise as I was on my way home to bed. I got along quite well working night shifts as I never wanted to go to bed before 2 AM anyway. For many of those years I was the House Supervisor, so had a variety of things to keep me busy. My shift would start at 11 PM. We would be intermittently busy until the bars closed at 2 AM, then we would usually be very busy for a couple of hours. Especially on weekends or if we had a full moon.
The hardest hours of the night shift for me was from that hour or so around 5 AM. Things were usually very quiet by then unless we had a delivery in process. It would start to get lively again about 6 AM when the lab techs started getting their blood draws and the day's surgery patients began to arrive. By 7 AM, the day shift was there, report was given and it was time to head home.
I really missed working nights when I started working days (sometimes you get promoted out of your comfort zone). Driving 25 miles to work and having to arrive by 7 AM made for some very early mornings. I worked the night shift for about five years and then never had another job that allowed for that. It's hard to believe I would look by and really miss nights.
Saturday, September 15, 2012
Dutch Oven Dinner
Late this afternoon we drove down to the Big Bend Community College (BBCC) in Moses Lake to a Dutch Oven Dinner. The event was held on the patio outside the new library/community building at BBCC. Many years ago -- in the seventies -- I got my start in nursing with an Associate of Nursing degree there as a Licensed Practical Nurse (Mabel Scott, the late Director of Nursing at Samaritan Hospital in Moses Lake refused to hire me, saying that I needed to go on and get my Registered Nurse license and Baccalaureate in Nursing. But that's a story for another day...)
We drove around a bit to see all of the changes there had been in the campus since then. BBCC is located on the grounds of the deactivated Larson Air Force Base. It's certainly a different place from when I went to school there in a little two room surplus building.
Our friends, Katharine and Dennis had purchased the Dutch Oven Dinner donated by the Columbia Basin Dutch Oven Society at the BBCC Foundation Auction earlier this year. They invited ten of their friends to join them. The Society prepared a five course meal for us in their Dutch Ovens.
We had an appetizer course of crab stuffed mushrooms, then a vegetable salad served in these colorful half peppers --
We were so busy talking and eating that I didn't take pictures of the rest of the meal. We had a most interesting fresh tomato bisque-style soup prepared with gin; then a main course of prime rib, fingerling potatoes, green beans and rolls. The finale was a deliciously moist chocolate cherry rum cake.
I kick myself that I didn't walk over and take a picture of the Society crew and their Dutch Ovens. I know there were at least seven or eight of them heaped with ashy charcoal briquettes on their lids. I did find a picture of one in a catalog --
All in all, it was a most delightful evening. The weather was perfect for sitting outdoors and the conversation was lively and fun. Thank you, Katharine and Dennis!
We drove around a bit to see all of the changes there had been in the campus since then. BBCC is located on the grounds of the deactivated Larson Air Force Base. It's certainly a different place from when I went to school there in a little two room surplus building.
Our friends, Katharine and Dennis had purchased the Dutch Oven Dinner donated by the Columbia Basin Dutch Oven Society at the BBCC Foundation Auction earlier this year. They invited ten of their friends to join them. The Society prepared a five course meal for us in their Dutch Ovens.
We had an appetizer course of crab stuffed mushrooms, then a vegetable salad served in these colorful half peppers --
We were so busy talking and eating that I didn't take pictures of the rest of the meal. We had a most interesting fresh tomato bisque-style soup prepared with gin; then a main course of prime rib, fingerling potatoes, green beans and rolls. The finale was a deliciously moist chocolate cherry rum cake.
I kick myself that I didn't walk over and take a picture of the Society crew and their Dutch Ovens. I know there were at least seven or eight of them heaped with ashy charcoal briquettes on their lids. I did find a picture of one in a catalog --
All in all, it was a most delightful evening. The weather was perfect for sitting outdoors and the conversation was lively and fun. Thank you, Katharine and Dennis!
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