The beach has a lot of grainy sand and stones here in La Manzanilla Mexico.
A favorite shot of my fish pond and small garden with my shiny gazing globe.
Dropping rose petals
Saying ” I DO ” forever
Till death do us part
Hat, scarf, coal, carrot
You need a lot of snow
Snow is rolled into big round balls
Nurses have always dressed in a clean white uniform, length below the knee, hair up and a cap from the school they graduated from, and a name tag. Well, of course, the guys didn’t wear a cap, silly. The other employees and the patients knew you were a nurse and not from the housekeeping, x-ray, or physical therapy department. In the latter part of the twentieth century, where I worked Fridays became a dress down day. We could go to work without our caps on, and we could wear a casual hairdo, but the length could not be past our shoulders.
On casual Friday eventually, we were given a choice to wear a cap or not and to wear it, and we could wear white slacks if we wanted to. Several years later the dress code was changed again. We could wear colored scrubs and our hair in any style which became the norm. Some of us still wore all white uniforms and were ridiculed and labeled as “old” fashioned by the younger generations of nurses.
I saw first hand the difference all this casual dressing made to the patients. They were confused about who was a nurse because the nurses
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The number of underprepared teachers working today in, in California’s public school classrooms has more than doubled in the last three years, an indication that the teacher shortage continues to worsen, according to a new report from the Leaning Policy Institute. We are creating these substandard teachers so they can fill the openings in schools all across the country.Read More »
When I stopped at Joe’s animal show,
Wearing a straw hat was a Buffalo,
I watched a snake
Eating a pink cake,
When I stopped at Joe’s animal show.
via Daily Prompt: Jangle
I have an elderly and very lovely neighbor. She always has some interesting gossip to slip my way, and when she sees me outside, she will come over and say,” I don’t want to hold you up,” and then jangle for half an hour or so. I think I like her jangling much more than the chimes on her patio that jangle so loudly.