I wish I was in Zambia

I wish I was in Zambia right now.

I wish I was counting and packing pills - getting them ready for our first clinic in 2 days.

I wish I was having team meetings with Allan Neese and the nurses.

I wish I was helping get equipment ready to load on the lorries to travel to our first clinic.

I wish I was packing my overnight bag and rolling up my sleeping bag to get ready for clinic.

I wish I was visiting with my friend Mrs. Moono.

I wish I was enjoying the organized chaos of 200 people with one mission in common.

I wish I was in Zambia instead of being in Abilene and "on call".

I miss being in Zambia this year.

I Dream of Jeanie

Do you ever watch the old reruns on TV? I Love Lucy, The Andy Griffith Show or maybe Bewitched or I Dream of Jeanie? Well, every once in a great while I get on a old show kick. I Dream of Jeanie is one of my favorites.

You know that there is no way that any of that show could ever be true! I mean a genie in a bottle that grants wishes... well, one could only wish for something like that to happen to them. And the ridiculous situations that Jeanie gets "Master" and Major Helee (sp.) in... and what about Dr. Bellows. It makes me laugh sometimes just thinking about all of the things that the good Dr. saw and then didn't see and thought he was going nuts - and he a Psychiatrist!

Well the funny things that happen when Major Nelson (Master) and/or Major Helee say, "I wish..." I guess it is a good thing that we don't always get what we wish for... although.... If I could cross my arms, nod my head and blink my eyes and make my wishes come true what would my world be like?

First of all, I would not be overweight like I presently am. That aside, I think my house would be clean. I can picture it now. The clothes are washing, drying, folding and putting themselves away. The dishes are washing themselves and stacking neatly in the kitchen cabinets. All of my mail would be sorted - with no junk mail laying around. Well, it would be fun just watching.

Beyond the housework... I would never be late to work because I could either freeze the clock or make it go backward until it was at the time I wanted. If it looked like my surgery room was going to be running late - I could just make the surgeon work faster. (Of course, no one would realize this was happening except for me.) There would be enough nurses to staff around the clock so there would be no call. I could pick my assignments. I could make them give me a day off or vacation whenever I wanted it. I wonder if I could make someone decide to take a sabbatical or even retire... I wonder.

If I didn't like the weather... well you get the idea.

Now as far as how things would really work out, I just don't think that I want to know how horribly wrong things would go. Jeanie sure blinked up some big ol' messes. I would rather imagine everything through my rose colored glasses. Until then... I'm overweight with laundry and dishes to do - and a Christmas tree that still needs to be put away.

What to say... what to say

I don't know why it is so hard for me to blog. I read other people's blogs everyday. Most of them don't really have anything to say - they are just blogging about what they do everyday or other random thoughts. I seam to have a hard time doing that. I thought that maybe if I change the picture on my header, then I might find something to say... maybe not.

I am trying to find great words of wisdom or something witty to say... but I am coming up blank. Why you say? I talk all the time at work you say? I talk to myself sometimes, why can't I find anything to say to this computer and you people out in cyberspace? Maybe there is too much distraction around me.

Doug and Michael (my youngest) are playing ping pong on the wii - loudly. The dogs are scratching on the back door because they want in. (I would let them in and will in a little while, but their feet are muddy because it rained here today.) The laundry room door is open and the washer and dryer are running. I am surrounded by noise. I guess I do not have the gift of great concentration... at least when I am writing.

Doug would take exception with that notion when I watch TV. He says that the house could and would burn to the ground around me before I would turn my attention away from the TV. Most of the time that is what I hear when he wants my attention. "... and then the house burned down!" Well he is a fireman, what else is he going to say?

It's just that there is some good stuff on the TV, you know? I think that I would probably die (from disappointment) if I didn't have a DVR so that, when I am away from home, I can record the shows or movies that I want to see. I am a regular watcher of - o.k. I am addicted to - Heros, House, Grey's Anatomy, Private Practice and Ghost Whisperer, not to mention the HGTV channel's Divine Design, Color Splash and Dear Genevieve. Occasionally I watch shows about cakes.

I have my DVR set so that I can watch on show and record another. I go back and watch them when there is nothing else on TV. I erase them after I watch them, so it's o.k. Doug could do the same thing if he wanted to, or if he knew how to, I don't know which. I just know he gets mad if I have something recording on both DVR channels because then he can't go in our bedroom and watch anything else. The grandkids know how to record because sometimes after they go home, I find 10 shows of Hanna Montana or some other kid show on the DVR. Oh, well...

Supper is ready, so I am going to stop writing now. We can eat... as soon as we can turn off the wii!