That Matchmaking Gleam

Okay, so the ceremony was over, and there was a little cake and punch reception at the church before the dinner reception somewhere else, and one of my Mom’s old friends came over to talk to my sister and I. She asked about our ages and school situations and then she said, “Do you have beaus?” I wanted to laugh but held it together enough to reply that no, I don’t have a boyfriend and exchanged a look of amusement with my sister as she said she didn’t have a boyfriend either. “Well, you know, there’s plenty of time for that…let me tell you how my sister met her husband at a hospital.” (Remember my sister is a nurse.) So she told us the story and it was a nice one and I liked it…but then, she said sorrowfully, “But, she lost him five years ago, in his sleep, and now she’s dying of cancer…so it wasn’t a happily ever after story.” I was completely stunned but managed to gasp “I’m…so…sorry.” My mom’s friend is very matter of fact and a Christian so she wasn’t being morbid but, yikes! She moved on then and a gleam came into her eyes, “Now, I do have three nephews and two of them are about your ages…” “Horrors! A matchmaker!” I groaned inwardly and exchanged another look with my sister. So, then she told us about her nephews and how they want to go to Med. School and how they don’t have girlfriends and all their good points and ages…. Sounded like she was trying to start a clinic or build a bridge or something. Such a nice lady but, oh, for pity’s sake, I don’t want to buy your nephews! :-D When we politely got away, I dragged my sister out to the hall and groaned, “Wasn’t that just awful?!” And then we practically collapsed laughing...it was all so ridiculous…we just couldn’t help it. :-)

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Ducklings in Suits

About a month ago, when my sister came home from her job as a nurse, she told us that all the new med students had been on her floor. (We have a large med-school near us and she works at a large hospital so I’m sure there were quite a few students.) Apparently, their senior doctor was giving them a tour of the hospital and as they processed down the hall after him like little ducklings in black suits, they passed the nurse’s station. My sister (who is rather young) was sitting there, charting and she said that each guy in the group turned and gave her a full-on stare as he passed. So picture all the med students in their little duckling line making sheep-eyes at little blond nurse―who then spent the whole time trying not to laugh at them. :-) When she told me I said, that she should have looked up very seriously and said, “Didn’t your mother ever tell you it’s impolite to stare?”





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