There were no eggs in the grocery store so no egg nog. And I ran out of gas to run the oven in the middle of the Christmas eve roasting fest so I have been going over to the vacant apartment next door. But Christmas Eve was lovely none the less. We feasted on Roast Beast, Turkey stuffing mash and various side dishes. Sheri had coordinated a large group pf ex-pats and found us a lovely house to dine in. Perfect.
posted by Sa @ 11:19 AM
"A lot o' people don't realize what's really going on. They view life as a bunch o' unconnected incidents 'n things. They don't realize that there's this, like, lattice o' coincidence that lays on top o' everything. Give you an example; show you what I mean: suppose you're thinkin' about a plate o' shrimp. Suddenly someone'll say, like, plate, or shrimp, or plate o' shrimp out of the blue, no explanation. No point in lookin' for one, either. It's all part of a cosmic unconciousness." - Repo Man
This is the story of me, Sa, who on my 42nd birthday received my first white coat at Saint George’s University School of Medicine in Grenada, West Indies, started medical school and pledged to become a physician. It is about what it is like to tear up your life and leave again and again to pursue a dream. It’s the story of a woman who often thinks, “what would Buffy do?” . I am a yoga loving, dog loving, beautiful, former chef, former sales person, former tutor and current immunology – o – phile who tries to love the intertwining snail track of life and how it all connects. It is a plate o’ shrimp – or shrimp plate--- and its my life.
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Sheri is going to kill you when she sees that picture. Ha!
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