So to catch you up, I had been working at Rady Children's Hospital in San Diego for the last seven months. I floated departments daily - which annoys a lot of people but I loved the diversity. One day medical, next day surgical, maybe hem/onc or NICU my third day. Oh and can I tell you the weird coincidence that happened one day? So I had a baby who came back from surgery a little too sedated for my liking and needed a little extra TLC post-op. So, spending time with her parents I noticed their diverse accents and asked them how they met. She raised horses and he was a roping champion. I told them I worked at a ranch camp over the summer and the Cowboy in charge of horsemanship lessons was also a roping champion. They knew him. They competed against each other. How flippin random is that? Anyway, I liked working at Rady's because it reminded me of the "family" I worked with at St Joe's in Phoenix. Pure crazy. ;) They offered me a permanent job too many times to count and I might go back - when I've seen other parts of the country first.
I was also so blessed to find a wonderful group of people to worship with my last couple of months there at the El Cajon Church of Christ. Not only are they the friendliest group of people I've ever met, but the most welcoming. I spent my birthday at a stranger's house eating delish tacos and cinnamon rolls (strange combo but it worked) talking about travel and becoming basically besties with a girl who wanted me to marry her husband's brother so I could be her sister-in-law. Speaking of besties, when I got home from San Diego, my friend Pegah was just getting home from Costa Rica with her boyfriend. She called and asked very suspiciously what I was doing the next weekend and how set in stone those plans were. Reason? They decided to ELOPE in VEGAS!
