Halloween

My sister has been encouraging me to add something to this blog. She tells me that she checks it more often than I do. So in order to appease her...

Perhaps, I can recap a bit of halloween. I moved into a new neighborhood this year, and it's always difficult planning for how many kids (and their parents) will be soliciting candy from you. Based on previous years and adding a little for safety, I bought 3 bags of candy.

My first visitor was my 3-year-old neighbor, Gabriel. He came about a week before halloween to practice. He did very well with a bit of coaching that first night. Halloween came, and he didn't disappoint; he rolled up as Thomas the train, and asked boldly for a treat. I then got several other Gabriel-type kids streaming to my door for candy, candy, candy!

As the night rolled on, I gave candy to a few tricksters, and many treaters. However, I regret that the candy was gone by 8pm. Luckily, there was a break in the flow of kids, and I closed the door, turned out the light. I apologize to all the kids who came by after 8pm; I've learned my lesson and will need more candy next year.

Here's a Halloween poem that I liked by Teresa J. Shuck (unknown to the author):
'Twas the Night of Halloween

Twas the night of Halloween and all through the streets,
children were smiling about all of the yummy treats.
The pumpkins were carved and lit up with great care,
in hopes to give each passerby a great scare.

The grown ups were nestled all snug on the couch,
waiting to fill each child's little pouch.
And Pa watching football and I by the door,
waiting for screams of more, more, more.

When out in the yard their rose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the door I flew like a flash,
I did it so fast I got whip lash.

The moon on the kids and their costumes galore,
shined bright on the street of ghosts, goblins and more.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a devil, a witch and a princess with real tears.

As I bent down to ask what was causing her to cry,
I saw an empty bag and I didn't know why.
So I emptied my bowl and loaded her bag just right,
and proclaimed HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL AND TO ALL A FRIGHTFUL NIGHT!


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and

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Which do you like better? Send me an email and tell me at mikejolley@hotmail.com. Don't forget to forward the link to your simpsonized picture.

Birthday #30

30! I've recently turned thirty, and now that I've pulled out all my gray hairs and taped them on the mirror as a reminder of my limited youth, I'm coping well.

I was on-call in the medical ICU when midnight struck. I was in the middle of the 2nd of 4 procedures, and admitting 5 new critically ill patients. I confess that I had help from my stellar intern, Chris, and my enthusiastic 4th medical student, Ilan. They mainly helped with cross-cover issues and admitted 2 patients. Strong work from our team.
Overall, it was a busy night. After signing out to the on-coming team, I left the hospital feeling fatigued, but knowing it was my 30th birthday. I was determined not to let this event pass without celebration.

Together with some other friends, we had planned a fun day, starting with a pool party at Erin's. The weather outside was warm, and the water was brisk, but the cool shiver was just what I needed to stay awake. We hung out at pool side sipping lime smoothies. So as evening approached, we all got ready for dinner. We went to Burger Continental on Lake Ave in Pasadena. I have been there before on Monday nights when they have a burger special for $2, and free karoke, but this was not Monday. Dinner was good, but on the weekends, they have a greek band and a belly dancer. It was rather funny. My friends jeered and they announced that it was my birthday, and that's when I got encouraged to stand up and do my own belly dance with her. It was fun, and thankfully short (about 15-30 seconds), but my friends managed to get a few pictures...(how embarrassing)....I guess I'll publish them here, although I fear my dancing will scare the small kids.



For all those who feel inclined to read on after such shocking photos, we went back to my friend Tamar's house after dinner. We ate cake and ice cream, they insisted on singing, and then we sat on despair rollercoaster of BYU football as this year's team managed to lose to Tulsa.
I confess that I had difficulty staying awake towards the end of the party. It's the usual fatigue that settles in after 41 straight hours of wakefulness. Predictably, I slept very well that night, and as a token of good fortune, the following day was my day off from work.

Michael Jolley

What's up? It's my blog, and I'm going to try and do this. I'll do the regular posting of some pictures, telling about activities of daily life, and linking you to fun websites. In addition, I hope to add in a fun perspective with some creative writing.

Next time: Topic #1.

Later,

Mike