ama

Ok, i've made recipes from Pop-pops (my late father-in-law), my late Dad and even one from Grandma Amy. I don't have any recipes from Ama but her "wisdom" keeps coming out of my mouth and guiding my actions.

Just the other day, i was taking care of a smelly, poor, icky patient at the hospital. One of those that you smell before you see them. Now, i'm no saying that there is a crime of being poor. I'm not saying that i'm that much of a snot. But (Ama wisdom here), there is a limit. Her saying "There's no crime in being poor. No crime. But there's no sense in being dirty. Soap and water are cheap." A little more cleanliness and this individual might not have come down with the horrid infection that put them in the OR in the first place. Just a thought...

Then, another Ama-ism, this one again on "societal ills". Ama wasn't a PhD. She may not even have finished high school (don't know, never asked). But she was very smart and efficient and productive. She had had a number of different jobs (worked in a bakery, in a deli, was a nanny) but most of the time that i knew her, she cleaned houses. She was the hardest working person that i knew. Under chairs, behind couches, inside the runners of windows-- dirt and grime had no place to hide! And she always told me-- "some people are book smart, some are a lot smarter than i am, and there's no shame in that. but there's no excuse for being lazy. everyone can do something." And i thus have little patience with some of my colleagues at the hospital who are all pretty "book smart" but lazy as all get-out. My little German grandma (Hoosier grandma?) could run circles around them. And she had really short legs...

Speaking of being lazy, i'd best get back to the tasks that i left downstairs. I came up with laundry and got sucked in by the computer, Back to the salt mines!