Sitting on the Lazy Boy resting...

What happens when you leave the zucchini alone...

I am working on another pantry post but all the outside work is affecting my brain. While I don't have the allergies the rest of the family deals with, there is definitely something in the air today. I had to rush allergy medicine to Christopher or he wouldn't have been able to stay at work. When I walked in, his co-worker cried out, "Christopher, your drug dealer is here!". As miserable as he was, it even gave him a laugh.

I've been preparing corn for the freezer this morning. I know I've been reading the Pioneer Woman blog a lot as I took pictures each step of the way. It reminds me of the day my neighbor's huge tree was blown down in a storm and I ran out with my camera to blog about it. :)

Thankfully, I didn't cut myself with the knife even though I had sharpened it before slicing through corn cobs. I, too, sliced myself quite badly on the mandolin when I was shredding zucchini. I was being very careful with my fingertips and caught my knuckle!! Ouch... it is two weeks later and still hurts when I do dishes.

I know there have been questions in comments but I can't remember any except Jody's from the last post. I did go to college but I didn't graduate. Instead I had a daughter. Years later Stephanie and I had wanted to go to L'Abri around the time she was thirteen (if we could afford it). Instead I had a son. Such is life... :)

My last corporate job was one in which they preferred a Master's degree as it dealt with counseling work groups and managers, as well working in long range planning with the vice presidents and the president of the company just as it was going "international".

In that company I started as an administrative assistant to the head of Human Resources, eventually working myself up to the point I was the acting head of the Organization Development Department for a couple months while my boss worked on a special project.

Someone asked my last boss there at the corporation how he came to promote me when they preferred a graduate degree and he said I was the most well read person he knew. Sometimes being a bibliophile is a good thing. :)

I absolutely loved the work I did during those years and God's grace was on our life as it worked out just fine when Stephanie was a preschooler and in kindergarten. Being an only child at the time, she enjoyed her day care center. I found it interesting that we started having all kinds of childcare problems at the same time I felt I was to leave behind the corporate world.

It was so hard to "go home" full time but I never regretted the decision. Life goes by quickly and family is so important. I realized that even more when I talked to some people from my former corporation a few years later only to hear none of the programs I put so much effort in were continuing at that time. Poof! All my work gone (except, of course, any good affect I had by helping people solve problems).

Oh, and I am still a bibliophile.