Cindy's Job At The Birch Street Nursing Home

When I got to the Birch Street Nursing Home this morning, there was a note from the head nurse instructing me to keep the patients up later than usual today, since the nurse who comes in on Sundays can't make it in tomorrow until noon. She left an extra five dollars for my time. The first thing I did was make a big pot of coffee for the patients to drink during the poker game. I thought that would do the trick, but at 4 p.m., they were ready for bed. So I created a game to keep them up longer. I told them the first person who could do a hundred laps around the activity room would receive a big pastry next week. I never saw Mrs. Henley move so quickly. She was able to do those laps in just over two hours. The game kept the patients from going to bed until after 6:30, late enough that they should all sleep in tomorrow.

Grandmother Winsome's Tips For Better Living

Keep a can of grey paint and a thick paintbrush in your car for those times when the only street parking available is in a red zone.

Cindy's Job At The Birch Street Nursing Home

Today at the Birch Street Nursing Home, I helped the patients put away their summer sweaters and take out their winter sweaters. Mrs. Henley said to celebrate the change of seasons she wanted to press leaves into a book like she did when she was a child. So once the patients all had on their heavy sweaters, we went outside. None of the leaves had fallen yet, so I pulled a few off the nearest tree for Mrs. Henley. But then some of the others got cold and we went back inside.

Edward's School Service

Now that school is in session everywhere, there are fewer children at the parks I like to frequent. But I've come up with a plan for the school year. I'm going to offer my services as a substitute teacher for home-schoolers. Parents sometimes bite off more than they can chew when they decide to home-school their children, and most could use a break. So I'll be there for those parents who need a day off or even a week's vacation. I also offer short-term services for parents who just need to get out of the house for a few hours. The kids will be in good hands.

Cindy's Job At The Birch Street Nursing Home

Today was the first day I've been back at the Birch Street Nursing Home in a month, and there was a note from the head nurse reminding me to take my pay home. The note was on top of a small stack of cash from the weeks I missed work. I hadn't had time to tell her that I wouldn't be in. Grandmother had called an emergency drill, which ended up with us traveling through various national and county parks around the country. Grandmother had instructed us to leave all our electronic devices behind in a secure area of the Winsome Headquarters basement, where they were guarded by the robot maid. For a moment, I thought that I should return the money to the head nurse, since I didn't actually work the last three weeks, but then I thought better of it and threw the money into the pot during one exciting hand of poker, which Mrs. Lieberman won.

Grandmother Winsome's Legal Advice

Kiddies, while it might seem like a good idea to bury evidence in the miles of undeveloped land at the large national parks, keep in mind that those parks fall under federal jurisdiction, which means vast resources at their disposal for investigating crimes. So instead take that evidence to a state park, or, better yet, a county park in a low-income area.