Occupationally Therapeutic Oatmeal

I’m makin’ ooaaatmeal. I’m makin’ ooaaatmeal. Upon a stooovetop. Upon a stooovetop. Don’t touch the red part. Don’t touch the red part. That thing’ll burn you. That thing’ll burn you. Steelcut, not rollled. Steelcut, not rollled. Stir periooo . . . . . . Dicaaally Stir periooo . . . . . . Dicaaally That’sContinue reading “Occupationally Therapeutic Oatmeal”

Ice Bucket Substitution

OK. This could be TMI for those of you who are not voluntarily practicing medicine or involuntarily practicing persons with disabilities. So, if faint of heart or of tender humor, press ESC now! To my son, Chip: Whereas there’s no way I’ll top your creative approach . . . . . . whereas I’ll notContinue reading “Ice Bucket Substitution”

Nellie Johnstone #1

Nellie’s a friend of mine. So named in honor of Nellie Johnstone, daughter of William Johnstone who drilled the first commercial oil well in Oklahoma in 1847, which he named Nellie Johnstone #1. What’s the connection between an Oklahoma oil well and a suburban cock-a-poo, you ask? Well the Nellie Johnstone #1 derrick is inContinue reading “Nellie Johnstone #1”

Good Advice from the Dutch . . .

Hah-hah! Anyone have a line on wheelchair wash and wear? Colostomy-chic? Perhaps A-line appliance-wearer active wear?

Father of the Bride Toast — Heidel-McFadden Rehearsal Dinner

Heidel-McFadden Rehearsal Dinner Maggiano’s, Tysons Galleria August 16, 2013 I was asked by Allie a few weeks ago to offer up the Father of the Bride Toast at tomorrow’s wedding reception, and had already been thinking of what I might say on this rehearsal dinner occasion. In order to avoid being branded and ill-prepared andContinue reading “Father of the Bride Toast — Heidel-McFadden Rehearsal Dinner”