Archive | June, 2010

Fruits of His Labor

30 Jun
Get it?
FRUITS of his labor?
Sometimes I just crack myself up.
p.s. Thank you, Daddy, for my sense of humor.

Flying on Wear a Dress Tuesday

29 Jun
It’s Wear a Dress Tuesday!
For some reason, I wanted to add some creativity to my WADT shot today.
So I jumped off a table.
Have I mentioned how patient Bruce is to take these pictures every week?
Who else participated this week?  Send me your pictures!

Wear a Dress Tuesday
Wear a Dress Tuesday

Apparently Being a Cat is Harder Than Being a Chaplain

29 Jun

I survived another night on call!  I had a fairly quiet day, a busy evening and then returned from my last call around 1 in the morning and was able to get roughly six hours of sleep.

Yesterday was my last Sunday on call for the summer.  I ended up with two and they fell back to back during the first half of the summer.  I hate to say this, but I’m honestly glad that my Sundays are out of the way.  The Sunday OC chaplain has to plan both Sunday worship for the hospital chapel in the morning and then for the psychiatry floor later in the afternoon.  The Saturday OC chaplain is still technically on call during the morning worship, but I was always so worried that the pager would go off during afternoon worship with the psychiatry patients and I would have to interrupt the service to respond.  Luckily that never happened – but it was still always in the back of my head!

Since I was able to get some sleep last night, I didn’t need a nap when I got home.  I decided instead to eat some breakfast and pull out my pilates DVDs.  The DVDs that I have are broken into 20 minute workouts – and for some reason I had the bright idea to do two of them this morning!  It felt great and I needed the extended workout, but I am already feeling it in every muscle in my body.

The thought crossed my mind to stay inside and clean all day, but then I realized that I walked into the hospital at 7:45 Sunday morning and didn’t leave until 9:00 Monday morning.  I needed some fresh air – so I went to the pool!  I totally underestimated how hot it is here – I spent two hours in the sun and then promptly came inside and slept for two hours.  Hot Sun + Busy On Call = Much Needed Nap for Sarah.

I really should be honest with you all.  I had myself completely psyched out before this last on call.  I actually teared up before I left and Bruce had to reassure me that things would be okay.  I desperately didn’t want a day/night as bad as last week and I hate the feeling of being so alone when I’m the only chaplain at the hospital.  It’s something that I’m working on, but I’m not sure that I will ever be completely comfortable with it.  I have no control over what is going to happen!  I don’t know how the residents have done this all year.  Knowing that CPE is only 11 weeks long (and that I only have nine on calls total) has kept me calm when I start to freak out.  Thank you for your continued prayers – I feel less alone because of the wonderful support network that I have!

And because you know I don’t like a post without pictures …

You would have thought SHE was the one on call last night.

Saturday Night Musings

27 Jun

During the day I thought of a random assortment of things that I’ve been meaning to tell you all on here, so bear with me!

Wedding Cake
Thanks for all of the encouragement and laughs from the disastrous top tier of wedding cake video.  My mom sent me an e-mail with the subject line “ewwwwwwwwww” after she watched it, so I think it’s safe to say we made the right decision in not eating it!  Maybe for our 5th wedding anniversary, I’ll order just a top tier from a cake baker. 🙂
I never thought about this before some of you mentioned it, but I guess I’ve never really posted a video with me speaking in it before!  I have definitely developed something of a southern twang since I’ve moved here (though nothing compared to people who have been here their whole lives!), but Bruce tells me it’s something that I can turn on and off.  I’ve noticed that when I spend a lot of time with people with thick southern accents (like a lot of the staff, patients and families at Grady), I tend to turn it on.  I also tend to turn it on if I get excited or wound up about something and start talking really fast (like when I’m grossed out over moldy flowers on my cake).

I said this a couple of weeks ago, but I’ve been trying to do some organizing to this blog of mine.  Blogger FINALLY allows you to create pages, so I’ve been slowly but surely trying to put them together (check out my Wear a Dress Tuesday page!).  The page that has probably gotten the most attention is my Recipes page.  Every time I post a recipe I update the page so that you don’t have to dig through my archives to find a particular recipe.
I had been trying to organize a recipe binder or folder at home, but then I realized that I was doing a much better job of just keeping everything all together on here!  So if you’ve noticed more recipes posting lately, that’s why.  It actually the easiest way for me to write down and bookmark the stuff that I’m cooking/baking.  If you see a recipe go up and don’t necessarily want to look carefully at it right away, that’s where my recipe page will be helpful!  Hopefully everything will be easy to find long-term.
You should also check out my “Life Through a Lens” page!  I was looking for an excuse to post more photos on a semi-regular basis and created this page to organize them.  It’s kind of like Dooce’s Daily Photo (or a Project 365 blog), except it’s not daily and I usually end up offering way more commentary on the photos!

I know that most of the country was devastated when Team USA lost today, but I think the way that they lost and the way that Ghana won just goes to show how classy of a sport soccer is.  There were no fights and no excessive and inappropriate celebrating.  At one point I saw someone from Team USA and Team Ghana exchange jerseys (Bruce told me that’s what players who defended each other do?) and shake hands.  The sport has class, the players have class and the coaches have class.  I love the world cup!
Oh – and I love vuvuzelas.  They could seriously lull me to sleep.
On Call

I am on call again tomorrow – 8 a.m. tomorrow until 9 a.m. Monday.  I was on call last Sunday and it was a long, difficult and sleepless day and night.  I’m hoping for a quieter day tomorrow.  Please pray for my strength and sanity as I anticipate and go through the day – I would really appreciate that!  I will be back Monday to say hi. 🙂
I’m off to spend the rest of the night (what’s left of it, where did it go?) with my wonderful husband.  He’s thinking of starting a fishing/outdoorsy blog and wants me to show him the ropes!  Of course I’ll share the link when he’s up and running.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend!

Mandarin Orange and Pineapple Chicken Salad

26 Jun

It is hot in Atlanta right now.

I repeat.  It is hot in Atlanta right now.

It is the kind of hot where the only thing appealing at the end of the day is curling up in a fetal position in an over – air conditioned apartment while drinking gallons of ice water.  Coming home and slaving over a hot stove is NOT appealing!

Cold salads are generally the only thing that sound appealing to us on some days.  During our first summer in Atlanta, we got bored eating the same combination of lettuce, tomatoes, grilled chicken and ranch dressing every night, so lately – with the help of some suggestions from friends – we’ve been branching out and experimenting with different ingredients in our salads.  Enter in this week’s dinner.

Mandarin Orange and Pineapple Chicken Salad

2 Boneless Chicken Breasts
1 cup uncooked Rice
Romaine Lettuce
1 Tomato
1 Cucumber
1 can Mandarin Oranges in Light Syrup
1 can Sliced Pineapples in Pineapple Juice

Start by throwing your chicken in a pot of boiling water.

I like boiling the chicken and then putting it on the skillet or grill because it cooks through in the water and doesn’t get dried out on the heat.

Turn your burner on med (cast iron) – med/high (other materials), flip the chicken often.

Cook your rice (I boil 2 cups of water, stir in 1 cup rice, 1 tbsp. of butter and 1 tsp. of salt, cover and let simmer on low for 20 minutes).

Chop your lettuce.

Slice your tomatoes.

And chop your cucumbers.

Start building your salad.  I did it in this order:  Lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers and rice.

Slice up the chicken and that goes on next.

The finishing touches.

Because otherwise the title of this post would be “Chicken Salad”.


This salad was INCREDIBLE.  The juices from the fruits gave it so much flavor that I didn’t need to use any salad dressing at all!
So either I made the salad much healthier by not adding a fattening dressing, or I just saved the extra calories for dessert.  
I’m thinking it’s the latter.
Enjoy this summer deliciousness!

White Lie

26 Jun

I have a confession to make.

When I blogged about our first anniversary celebration, I said that after dinner we came home and had dessert.

The implication in that statement was that we came home and ate the top tier of our wedding cake.  You know – the tier that my parents have kept in their freezer all year.  The tier that my mom spent $40 on to overnight it to me so we could take part in this tradition.  The tier that would essentially be the only taste Bruce and I got of our wedding cake (we were both whisked away after our little bites when we cut the cake and never got an actual piece).

Yeah – that tier.

Here is what my beautiful wedding cake looked like at the reception.

And here’s what it looked like when I unwrapped it one year later.

I’ll give you a hint.  Whoever wrapped it up forgot to remove the LIVE FLOWERS before wrapping.

And live flowers don’t take well to laying on a cake, being wrapped up in cellophane, sitting in the freezer for a year and then being shipped 1,000 miles in the heat of summer.

1st Anniversary Cake Disaster from Sarah Weaver on Vimeo.

I left this part of the story out before because I REALLY didn’t want to tell my mom what happened.  She worked so hard to get us the cake and I didn’t want her to find out that the flowers fermented and oozed through the icing into the cake.  Ew.

She finally asked me directly on the phone two nights ago and I couldn’t find a way to change the subject and had to tell her what happened.  All in all she thought it was kind of a funny story and wanted to see the video.

I think I should note – we took this video with the full intention of showing me unwrapping the cake, laughing at the fact that it was mushed from being transported here and then taking a huge bite.  I had no idea the flowers were on there until I unwrapped it and I was frantically trying to tell Bruce with my eyes to TURN THE CAMERA OFF!

Clearly, he missed the message.

Thanks for trying, mom!  I love you!

Barnes and Noble Date

25 Jun

It’s Thursday night.

Good Lord, I didn’t think the end of this week would ever come.

I – along with the rest of the CPE interns – had IPR group this morning.  IPR stands for interpersonal reflection, which apparently is supposed to be a time where we deal with the issues that we have with one another.  The only problem (if you consider this a problem, I’m not sure that I do) is that we’ve only known each other for four weeks and so far we all get along really well.  There are no real problems to hash out.  So this morning I took it upon myself to complain about the fact that they keep pushing back the opening of the dolphin exhibit at the Georgia Aquarium.

I think it’s safe to say that your group is solid when they only thing you can find to complain about is a dolphin exhibit.

Anyway, we have these group meetings off site, didn’t so we get to the hospital until almost 1:00.  We ate lunch together and then I was able to get a couple of visits in before I left for the day.  I’m starting to feel a little bit more comfortable in my role, which is kind of a relief!  When I started four weeks ago, there really were points when I was regretting my decision to accept such a difficult placement.  I’m starting to feel a little bit better about it now (but still find myself taking deep breaths a LOT, ha!).

On my way home I called Bruce and asked if he wanted to go to Barnes and Noble with me tonight.  Tori Spelling’s new book, Uncharted TerriTori, just came out and … well … I had to buy it.  I can’t help it.  Books like this are my vice.  And I love Tori Spelling.  Please don’t judge me.

Bruce agreed and we ended up having a really fun time.  I found my book pretty quickly, but we actually wandered around for about an hour and a half.  Bruce is on a yoga kick right now (I think that deserves it’s own post), so at one point, we settled ourselves into the fitness / diet / lifestyle section to find a good book on yoga.  We’ve got some DVDs, but we’d love to build our own workouts and want to read up on it a little bit more.  I hopped over to Starbucks while Bruce paged through the books to grab a treat …

Nothing like eating world’s largest cookie while surrounded by on how to get into shape!

I know I should go to sleep as soon as I hit “publish” on this thing, but I really want to start reading!  Maybe just the first chapter … ? 🙂

Self Care Apparently Means New Contacts

24 Jun

Last Monday I offered to stay at the hospital a little bit late when the OC chaplain needed to be down in the ECC (Emergency Care Clinic, aka ER) and the palliative care team needed a chaplain at the same time somewhere else in the hospital.  My clinical supervisor told me that if I was willing to stay an extra hour or so, I could take that hour back sometime later in the week and leave early.

Well … I kept forgetting, getting distracted or having to be in educational stuff, so I never was able to take the time.  After my rough OC Sunday, I realized that I need to take advantage of any comp time given to me as part of my commitment to (well – my supervisor’s insistence on) self care this summer.
I mentioned to one of the interns today that I was thinking of leaving early to take my comp time and he encouraged me to do it.  All but one of the chaplains were in today (the only one missing was the one OC last night) and the pager had been relatively quiet all day.  It seemed to me that if I didn’t leave early today, I never would!
So I left in search of self care, which actually led me to the mall.  I wish I could say I scoured the sale racks and found lots of great deals, but I actually was just there to pick up my contacts that had been in for three weeks that I hadn’t had time to pick up.  It’s amazing how little I can accomplish when I have to be at the hospital during normal business hours!  Seriously – y’all with 9-5 jobs  – how do you find time to do tedious things like go to the bank and the post office?  I literally have no time to do those things now, especially because by the time I get to these places, they’re closed!
Even with my stop at the mall (and a couple of other stores that I popped into) I still got home before I normally do.  With the little bit of extra time, I got a load of laundry done, baked chocolate chip muffins (recipe will be coming!) and washed both the interior and exterior of my car (well, Bruce did the exterior).  It’s amazing how much I can get done with 30 more minutes than I’m used to. 
Does anyone have any suggestions as to how I can be more productive at night now that I leave the house at 7:15 and get home at 5:15?  There is a Mount Rushmore – sized pile of unfolded laundry currently growing next to my bed!

Only a Mother Can Love This Face

23 Jun

Wear a Dress Tuesday and Red Tomatoes

23 Jun

It’s WADT!

Yesterday was pretty much a blur for me.  I held myself together all of Sunday night / Monday morning and completely broke down when I got home.  I slept a lot and was able to cry – something that I couldn’t do when I was in the moment and needed to be the chaplain.  I was worried that sleeping all day would keep me up last night, but I was sound asleep by 11:30 and slept through the night, which was really helpful.  We had a educational-heavy day today (meaning not a lot of time spent on the floors and with patients and families), which was what I needed.  I’m still processing.

I have a feeling I am going to be saying that a lot this summer.

Anyway, it was a much-needed Wear a Dress Tuesday for me today.  I decided to pull out a skirt I hadn’t worn in awhile …

Can you believe that I bought this skirt in HIGH SCHOOL?  Am I kidding myself in thinking it is still in style?

Actually, don’t answer that.

OH – look down on this picture to the left of my leg.  Do you see what I see?

RED TOMATOES!!!!!  This one is red and the other ones are starting to change as well!  Maybe I don’t have a black thumb after all?

I’m off to finish my verbatim and weekly reflection paper.  I would complain about the fact that I’m being forced to write papers after I’ve graduated, but the reflection is honestly really good for me.  I’m one of those people that needs to process out loud and with other people.

I hope you all had a fabulous Tuesday!

“Good therapy helps.  Good friends help.  Pretending that we are better than we are doesn’t.  Shame doesn’t.  Being heard does.”
Anne Lamott