When I was in high school, I applied for the position of lifeguard at our local country club. I had taken all of the proper classes and was ever so hopeful that the summer job would be mine.
I was called in for an interview and said all of the right things, answered all of the questions correctly, and yes~ I had my own transportation so that wouldn't ever be an issue.
Everything was going along swimmingly. Until... the country club manager asked me to remove my shirt... ahem... "EXCUSE ME"! Apparently he felt responsible for being sure that the person guarding the lives of the club's young members was fully equipped.
I stormed out of there and never looked back! When my Dad, who was a member found out about this incident...well, let's just say this guys days were numbered.
Actually, if truth be told~ I think I was more interested in wearing the lifeguard sweatshirt-with it's big red cross.
~A bit of sweet Swiss chocolate~
Many years later my sister and I visited Switzerland. It was around this time of year. The leaves were changing and the air was crisp and clean. Everything about that country was clean. I fell for that Swiss flag with it's big, bold red cross.
That cross became a symbol of a country I had enjoyed seeing with my sister. I love the color and that it was also an important symbol of giving and kindness world over.
I carry this small Swiss army knife in my purse. It's a handy little instrument. I think all women should have one.
Wouldn't this make a cute make-up bag? Or maybe a 'grab-for' purse.
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The red cross appears here and there. On flags, watches, knives, woolen blankets.
I love the look of it. I love that it stands for a country that holds happy memories of special times.
I love that it is a symbol of an organization that is there to provide hope, love, food, shelter and a warm blanket.
~The Red Cross- doing what it does best~
Images: Thanks to Victornox, The Lifeguard Store, Swiss Army Knives, The Red Cross
