Medical Coordinator

My name is Sister Campbell, and I'm the medical coordinator.

I get to see and handle stuff like this EVERY DAY!

This is an elder with a slightly swollen thumb, 

because he jammed it on p-day, playing basketball.

This is a better view, it's the one on the right

It is a very fat thumb.  He'll survive.

Interviews, again

We are back to interviews, again.  Because of our Christmas

conference and being all together in two meetings, we were

not able to do the traditional interviews, so in January we try and

catch up and travel to each zone and interview all the missionaries.

I did a major "after the holidays" treat dump.   I took samples of my candies

and cookies, that I made for Christmas, to the interviews and let them all 

have a taste.  That way I wouldn't end up eating it all myself.  And I would have.

For my portion of the interview, I asked them to pick a treat, funny but

all but about 3 chose a candy over a candy cane, go figure.

I then told them, the candy was for them to enjoy but the candy cane was

symbolic.  I asked them to share with me a person that had made a difference in 

their lives, not counting Mom and Dad.  A lot of the examples were

amazing and very touching.  So many people had a hand in getting

these missionaries out into the field.  I really enjoyed our visits.

Then I told them to take what these people did for them and 

"pay it forward", do something significant for someone else.

Significant enough that that person will have the desire to do something

nice for someone else and themselves "pay it forward".

The candy cane is a reminder, so they won't forget to do it.

This elder brought his own give-a-way, a

1 kg candy bar.  He offered it up to the cleanest car.

Goodbye!

We got up today and I helped Courtney pack her things.  Then we 

drove them to the airport.  They were all over on their weight

 and we had some fast rearranging to do, but we did it.  We said our 

goodbyes, I cried, and then we found this message when we got home-

Bowling for New Year's

Pretend New Year's Day,  we did our traditional bowling on

Saturday because New Year's falls on a Sunday.

First we went to Boston Pizza for lunch.  Brad, Heather and Courtney,

ready to eat their yummy food.

We are looking forward to our food too.

Courtney ordered pasta, and the rest of us ordered pizza, yum!

Then we went BOWLING.  We have been bowling on New Year's

for years thanks to the Murray family.  The only thing

missing, was our other children and the Murray's.

Heather thinks she's nailed it.

Brad has the perfect technique.  

Courtney, looky, looky, see how it's done.

I've never seen so many colorful balls, still doesn't

make us better bowlers.

Brad and Chris are good because they can throw

the bowling balls so hard.

I got a spare, cute picture huh?  Couldn't be uglier, right?

Final score, not that great but at least we were all pretty close.

Heather won by one pin over Dad, with Courtney a close third

also by just one pin.  Then there was me and Brad, oh well.

Heather took a picture of us on our way out.  Fun day,

and the day is still young.

Skating on Thin Ice!

We found this box in the garage with a missionaries name on

it and what we found inside made Brad's day.  It was a pair of

men's ice skates and they just happen to be Brad's size.

So he put them on and took them for a little spin.

He had a ball, he and Heather went over to the lake and

played on the ice.  We walked over to have a little look see.

This is the lake, complete with a hockey goal.

Brad's quite a little skater, who knew?

Too bad the rest of us didn't have a pair of skates, we just had to use our shoes.

Yeah, that's me the smart one, checking to make sure the lake

is really frozen, even though we are already standing on the lake,

the snow has just been cleared back so far, duh!

Don't we look cute?  NOT, I actually have a blanket

wrapped around my head because I don't have a toque.  

Heather did some sliding.

Her shoes look like skates, figure skaters skates.

Oops, didn't see this until we were on our way back to the house.

I would like to know just how deep the ice gets.  We'll have to 

inquire about it and see if anyone knows. 

Happy New Year!

Courtney had a special date with Jordan, dinner and then

 they came back here for a minute and then went out to ring in the 

new year with Jordan's sister and husband.

We stayed home, on the other hand, ate lots of good food, 

watched some tv, played some cards and toasted in the

new year with sparkling cider.

Brad and Heather were good sports to stick around with the old farts. 

 There were fireworks at 8:00 over at Festival Place, but we didn't 

hear them until they were practically over, we only saw about three 

of them.  Heather couldn't even get her camera out fast enough.

Then right before midnight, around 11:30 we decided to do something

strange and unusual. . . . .

I cooked up our one and only batch of the year, of opera bar.

smoooooth pink,

chocolatey chocolate,

and creamy vanilla.

We were stirring when the clock struck midnight, but it was all worth it.

I made it with love for Courtney, she asked for it specifically and

I just had a hard time getting around to making it any earlier.

I'll wrap it up tightly and send some home with her.

Dinner At The Smith's

 Tonight we were invited to the Smith's home.

We just wanted to have a sing-a-long around their new grand piano,

but they insisted on having us for dinner too.  They are just too kind.

The dinner was delicious, stuffed chicken, root vegetables, bread and we

brought a green salad and Courtney's favorite pretzel salad.

Heather loved to love Raya.  She was full of smiles, Raya that is.

This was the delicious and elegant dessert Cindy served us.

As pleasing to the eye as to the palate.

Isn't she adorable.  I mean Raya, not the grand piano in the background.

We ate a lovely dinner and then sat around the piano and 

sang some belated Christmas carols.  Nathan asked the

girls to sing a special song, just for him.  

He loves Courtney and the other Courtney (Heather) and he

always requests that they sing for him.