First of all I want to say that it is SO COLD up here!!
It gets down in the one digit numbers here!!! And they say it even gets to freezing!!
If it gets any colder, Im headin home, because Ive about got frostbite as it is! (well, not really) The house Im stayin in with my friend Bertha is in Erandique, Lempira and the clinic is up the mountain a ways in Carrizal.
The clinic is like a cave of ice sitting on a block of ice in a big chest freezer with a fan inside it blasting freeeeezing cold air on it!!! Outise the sun is shining sometimes, but inside you cant feel the sun!!!
The first day of clinic wasnt so bad, but today we had a lot of patients. We cant close the clinic until the patients are all gone and today we didnt leave until 2. We had 30 or so patients today. Nothing really extreme or emergency. Just colds , strep throat, asthma...normal illnesses.
I have to take pics of our litte house it is cute! haha. Sort of. Its the color of mustard and ketchup on the inside right now. It just needs a big M for McDonalds in the living room and we could sell hamburgers!!! After a few coats of paint it will look MUCH better. (I hope!)
Well, tonight after emailing we have to gather firewood and make our fire and cook our supper--in the COLD kitchen in our house, so Im gonna finish this blog n go now.
Stay warm! (that means so much more to me now than before!)
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Monday, December 21, 2009
A Red Neck Christmas
Note: Remember,
when you come to a spot that don't rhyme
-- it's a redneck poem. =)
A Red Neck Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the trailer
Not a creature was stirrin' 'cept a redneck named Taylor.
His first name was Bubba, Joe was his middle,
And a-runnin' down his chin was a trickle of spittle.
His socks, they were hung by the chimney with care,
And therefore there was a foul stench in the air.
That Bubba got scared and rousted the boys.
There was Rufus, 12 Jim Bob was 11
Dud goin' on 10 Otis was 7.
John, George and Chucky Were 5,4, and 3:
The twins were both girls so they let them be.
They jumped in their overalls, no need for a shirt,
Threw a hat on each head, then turned with a jerk.
They ran to the gun rack that hung on the wall.
There were 17 shotguns they grabbed them all.
Bubba said to the young'uns, "now hesh up ya'll!
The last thing we wanna do is wake up yer Maw."
Maw was expecting and needed her sleep,
So out they crept out the door without making a peep.
They all looked around, and then they all spit.
The young'uns asked Bubba, "Paw, what is it?"
Bubba just stared he could not say a word.
This was just like all of The stories he'd heard.
It was Santy Claus on the roof, darn tootin'
But the boys didn't know they was about to start shootin'!
They aimed their shotguns and nearly made a mistake
That would have resulted in venison steak.
Bubba hollered out, "don't shoot, boys!"
That's Santy Claus And he's brought us some toys.
The dogs were a-barkin' and a-raisin' cain,
And Bubba whistled, and shouted, and called them by name.
"Down, Spot! shut up Bullet! quiet, Roscoe and Enos!
Git, Turnip and Tater and Sam and Bosco!"
"Git down from that porch! git down off that wall!
Quit shakin the trailer, or you'll make Santy fall!"
The dogs kept a-barkin' and wouldn't shut up,
And they trampled poor Pete Who was only a pup.
Santy opened his bag, And threw out some toys.
Bubba got most, but left a few for the boys.
Since the guns had been dropped he just might not die.
He jumped in his sleigh, told his reindeer to hurry.
The trailer started to wobble santa started to worry.
Just as the reindeer got into the air,
The trailer collapsed, but Bubba didn't care.
He was busy lookin' at all his new toys.
Then a thought hit him, and he said to the boys:
"Go check on yer Maw, make sure she's all right.
That roof fallin' on her could-a hurt just a might."
But Maw was OK, and the girls were too.
They fixed up the trailer it looked good as new.
And as for Bubba, he liked Old St. Nick,
But Santa thought Bubba was a pure-in-tee hick!
Bubba had a nice Christmas, and the boys did, too.
And the Taylors wish a Yee Haw Merry Christmas to you!!!
I can't take credit for this, I didn't write it. I reckon the Taylors did!
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
2 Weeks - 6 Deaths
It's the most wonderful time of the year, and here in El Eden, folks are out window shooting. That's right, it's not window SHOPPING but window SHOOTING. And not with cameras either--with AK47s.

police truck and bystanders
Two men are dead. Osiris O'Connor, known as The Colonel, and his father-in-law, were shot by assasins this morning at app 10:45.

The green Kia the two men were driving when they were shot, the engine still running.
police truck and bystanders
Two men are dead. Osiris O'Connor, known as The Colonel, and his father-in-law, were shot by assasins this morning at app 10:45.
The green Kia the two men were driving when they were shot, the engine still running.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Wintry Season!
Perry Como - Christmas Bells .mp3 | ||
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Andy Williams - O Holy Night .mp3 | ||
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Andy Williams - The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year .mp3 | ||
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Burl Ives - A Holly Jolly Christmas .mp3 | ||
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Tuesday, December 1, 2009
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