Sunday, October 24, 2010

Here, There, Everywhere

The topics of this post are far from cohesive. In fact, I'll likely fill you in on everything that I've been too busy to fill you in on before.

Let's begin with the most exciting of all news I have to share with you.

I had a few stressful weeks near the end of my clinical rotations. I stayed up late and finished my reports the weekend before the case study presentation was scheduled to be presented. Saturday night [err, Sunday morning] I was up until 5 am getting work done. Sunday night [and again I say, err, Monday morning] I was up until 2 am. Yes, I procrastinate but the second night I vowed to make Mom's almond coffee cake for the dietitians in accompaniment of them sitting through a likely boring thirty minute case study presentation. My point being - I finished the presentation at 11 and THEN made the cake and showered. I didn't entirely procrastinate.

I have come to find that the library is my biggest ally in getting things done. I lived there last weekend in preparation for the presentation and report and I can happily go back later when I know I want to get down to business. I also just thoroughly enjoy getting lost in the library and finding nooks and crannies where I can sit alone and study or nap or just escape.

My paper, when complete, was 50 pages long not including the research articles I had to add as well and any documentation of my work at the hospital. A full half inch binder [or is it a full inch, I don't really remember] was full to the brim.

I unfortunately did not take a picture of the coffee cake, I was in a hurry to get out the door and had enough struggling to get the cake to carefully fall out of the bundt pan and keep some semblance of presentation alive, as long as I didn't drop the cake from the parking lot the block over from the hospital [which, since I know you were worried for me, I did not do, success!].

The presentation went well for the most part and I was happy to be done with that day. The work was over and I could just enjoy my last week there where needed - which happened to be every floor and unit in the hospital including home visits to certain patients. You want to talk about interesting, eh? Home visits can range from disgusting to enlightening and enjoyable. We'll just leave it at that, how about?

And now to semi-change the subject:
My last day at the hospital I was waiting at a a light I frequently wait at a few minutes from where I park. Normally I am in a hurry to get there with enough time to run the distance from car to office door, but today I was far less stressed. I was nearly free of the morning alarms and free labor I was providing. Don't get me wrong, I really enjoyed my time at the hospital, especially with the people I became well acquainted with, but I was relieved that this was it. So, I digress.

As I was waiting at the always-long light I stared at the birds that congregated in the thousands on the telephone wires that hung above my head. Had it not been light out I would have expected them to look like bats circling around in the sky. But alas, they're just birds.

If you've ever seen the Pixar short "For the Birds" you might be aware of what I'm getting at here - they circle around overhead, land on the wire ever so precisely, and force the others around them to shimmy down the wire. Sometimes they aren't let in and once again circle overhead before landing in a less crowded spot or the edge of the group. They almost look like a big group of women, huddling close to share gossip, when in actuality there is nothing really to gossip about, just noise to be heard. No wonder men find women confusing.

Now, it's just a downward slope to graduation and off to the real world I suppose, whatever that may be, whenever that may happen.

Topic 3:
What with the almond cake presentation and the last day thank you cookies I have come to terms with the fact that when feeding myself I generally go for convenience and when cooking for others my self restraint and joy in preparing increases tenfold. Food really is an expression of love to others, "I took the time [a hot commodity] to make you this so that even for a brief moment the process of eating this makes your senses go on a cruise and the corners of your lips turn up." Really, any excuse for baking is good enough for me. This seems a bit off considering I'm studying to tell people not to eat too many decadent foods, but sometimes you just want something rich.

Cooking is both an art and a science. The art is all in the creativity. Making simple ingredients into masterpieces. And there's the science, why does salting vegetables make them "sweat? [think osmosis]" Why does garlic chopped smaller have a more potent garlic flavor than a whole clove [greater surface area]? Food science and culinary concoctions really must go hand in hand, whether you think it through that way or not. Those questions can all be answered in the same way that certain methods of cooking just makes things taste better - hand-in-hand I tell you.

Unfortunately, I'm not one for presentation. As long as it tastes good I don't much care how it looks. That's for detail oriented people...and I'm not one of them.Baked salmon with roasted peppers, onions, green beans and salad served over 7 grain pilafCheesy scrambled eggs with sauteed onions and peppers

Don't forget your appetite for life! sylyb.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

2 Weeks...But Who's Counting?

So close...and yet so much to do until rotations are over!



sylyb

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Procrastination is the Thief of Time

If you can make it through the video you deserve a round of applause. If you're looking for the funniest part it's probably somewhere between 5:17 and 6:05...just sayin'



Who can understand what she's saying in the majority of that song anyway? :)

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Moments


Sometimes we take for granted how precious life really is, how everything can hang in such a delicate balance and the plan we have set out for us is constantly being shifted based on the changes we make, the choices we choose. But more than that, I'm thinking about capturing and holding on to the moments we don't mind to just let slip by.

Every time I hear "Jack and Diane" I think about the line where he says

Hold onto sixteen as long as you can,
Changes come around real soon,
Make us women and men


Oh yeah life goes on,
long after the thrill of livin' is gone

Oh yeah they say life goes on,
long after the thrill of livin' is gone


And that leads me to some questions in my life -

When does the joy of living go away, when you get a real person job or have sixteen year old children of your own? Does the thrill of living have to go away? When is the moment when life becomes passe?

If that is the case I suppose I'd rather get every opportunity to living in as long as I can. I don't want to settle with life and realize that the joy I have for it is gone because it IS a gift that is so precious. Despite the mundane things in life we all must learn to live with, I have no intention of losing my appetite for living --- ever. Cynics and pessimists be damned.

Life is about the people that you form relationships with, the encounters you make, the difference you evoke on the world. Life truly is a gift and I don't want to come to the conclusion one day that I no longer like where I'm sitting. I want that same zest for life that I had when I was six years old and everything was new and exciting. I want to forever look at the world with the sense of excitable anticipation for the encounters I may embark on.

On that note -
I spent the weekend with some friends I've made while here in Oklahoma. I successfully, however tired, experienced the rivalry that is OU vs Texas in the flesh.

Thanks to Jeff, Kelly, Ideen, and Monica for making this a fun weekend.

BOOMER...