Good morning friends, it is 5:00 AM.  I am awake and believe it or not this is when I do some of my best thinking.  If I have had good sleep that is, well actually I do some of my best thinking at 5:00 AM even if I haven’t had good sleep because I have so many things racing around in my mind. Usually this is when things stick.

I do have a lot of things on my mind as you can well imagine. I am sure you probably do too.   I am still going in to work.  My job is not an essential job, it is tourism related, so of course that is not essential.   But we have to have someone in the building for security purposes which is essential.  Me and my co-workers are taking turns going in.  We don’t stand around and chat or anything like that.  One person is leaving as another comes in.  It is quite lonely.   That Is the only place I go other than to pick up groceries once a week or so.

Our small town is never what you would call crowded by any stretch of the imagination. But yesterday as I was driving through it looked like a ghost town and this was 8:00 AM!!!
I am proud that so many people are staying in and working from home and just staying put.

My mind drifts through the events of the day before.  I started knitting a sock, dropped off supplies at the village where my mother in law lives,  this is a new experience.  We have to leave the supplies outside the front of the building and they are picked up by staff and put in quarantine for a couple of days before they are given to the resident. I did have to make a stop by the Vet Clinic to get flea and tick meds for Scruffy and Kitty Kitty. This is another new experience because of COVID-19. I had to call the clinic.  They took my payment over the phone and handed the bag out the door to me when I arrived along with a little receipt for almost $200.00. Ouch!!! That is probably why my mind is racing especially at a time when work lay offs are looming. But who am I kidding I would buy food for the babies before I would for myself. Once at home  I continued doctoring Molly’s ears, talked on the phone to my sister, cooked dinner, watched some TV with my husband. A typical day.

All of these things are normal every day things well except the different way of delivering and picking up supplies. But yet everything seems different.

I think I find solace in the little day to day happenings it makes me feel that some of the familiar is still there.

Anyway just some thoughts that I have at 5:00 AM. Time to get this usually, unusual day started.

   A little foggy this morning but a beautiful sunrise

Always remember

Love your day your way!!!

Happy Saturday!!!!  What are you up to today, this weekend?  What?  You are staying in? You are not going anywhere?   GOOD FOR YOU!!!!!   Thank you!!!

 

You know I can always find so many things I like to do at home.  I guess it’s because in the past I have had to work so much I have been away from my home.  I always love going to my house where it is peaceful and quiet and a sanctuary.

This is day 28 of the 30 day blog challenge: My most embarrassing moment. Grab you a coffee or whatever and get ready to laugh.   Some of you who know me have heard this story but many of you have not.  I will share it with you anyway. I call it, The Scarf Story.

As you know I donated a kidney to my husband back in 2011.  You also know I am an avid knitter.  Keep these two things in mind because they play a big part of my most embarrassing moment.

Late in 2011 we were about eight months out of the kidney transplant.  Mark and I were having to go to the doctors at Vanderbilt on an every other month basis.  Well it came up that our appointment time was just before Christmas.  I decided that it would be nice to take some of my knitted scarves to the Nephrology Clinic and give a knitted scarf to each of the nurses and staff that we had had so much contact with in the last eight months. A Christmas gift for them.  We had seen them so often they were almost like family at this point.  Especially our doctor.

So I gathered up a bag of my best scarves that I had knitted throughout the years.  I took pleasure in picking them out imagining how excited some of our friends at Vanderbilt Medical Center would be when they picked a scarf.

When we walked in that morning for our appointment I told the nurse who checked us in that I had the scarves.  She was so excited.  I gave her the bag.  I had already picked out one especially for Mark’s doctor.  I told her to pass the bag around and let everyone pick out the scarf they wanted.

It was about the middle of December and Mark had not had a flu shot.   After the exam the doctor sent us to another room so Mark could get a flu shot.  One of the ladies from the front had brought the bag of scarves that were left back to me.  It was a lot lighter than when I had first gotten there.  Most of the nurses and staff had already picked what they wanted.  I love giving my scarves as gifts.  A scarf is something that everyone likes to get and you don’t have to worry about size or anything.  I work on scarves throughout the year to be able to do this for birthdays and Christmas.

So, while Mark was in getting a flu shot.  I was waiting with some people in the hallway.  Mark yelled out from the room and said” Hey Lisa come and show the nurse your scars”. I scrambled out of my chair thinking Oh My Goodness the nurse is thinking about donating a kidney and she wants to hear what it is like!!!!   She wants to see what the scars look like!!!

I ran into the exam room where Mark was getting his flu shot.  The nurse was sitting there and I pulled down my pants and pulled up my shirt and thrust my tummy out to her to show her my kidney surgery scars. I felt so proud.  They both looked at me a little weird.  Mark said ” What are you doing?’  “I’m showing her my scars”, I said”  Mark shook his head and said ” I said show her your scarves”. I was mortified!!!!  The people in the hallway had overheard and they were dying laughing.  The nurse quickly picked a scarf and I, after I pulled up my pants and pulled down my shirt, went back to the hallway to wait.  I was so embarrassed.

But on the way home I started laughing and I just couldn’t stop.  Every time I thought of the nurses’ expression, and Mark’s,  when I pulled my pants down and pulled up my shirt, I burst out laughing.

A good story, one I will never forget and I am sure Mark won’t either.  I am sure the nurse won’t either.

So that my friends is my most embarrassing moment so far.

Always remember

Love your day your way!!!