Sunday, May 30, 2004
What a beautiful letter this
is. Go read it, now if you please. What a damned shame that it's 4 years later, and not much has changed. If anything, the sides have become more divided, as with most political issues it seems.
And tornadoes are fun. NOT. Especially when you're trying to keep a hungry 3 1/2 year old confined in possibly the most boring room in the house until the warning passes. Stay safe, y'all!
Friday, May 28, 2004
Interesting graphic on job creation and losses on The American Assembler
. Found this link on Kos
Morons.org is on a roll today. Read this
It's almost too depressing to read anything anymore. TGIF.
Courtesy of Anne in an e-mail - a request from The Interfaith Alliance
Recent images from Iraq have disclosed actions that are horrific and dehumanizing. These actions violate core civic and religious values that are embraced by people of every heritage, including our commitment to basic human dignity and the spirit of creation. We encourage people of faith and good will to reflect prayerfully on how we can demonstrate compassion to all victims of violence and foster reconciliation within our human community. We also invite participation in a public acknowledgement of our anguish and our need for self-examination.
On the Sunday night before Memorial Day (MAY 30TH), as we prepare to remember the sacrifices made by those who have fought our nation's wars, please turn on the lights or light candles in your houses of worship and in your homes. Leave them on through the night, until the dawn comes on Memorial Day. By this simple action, we can demonstrate to the world that we share common values as people of faith and as patriots. We will also bear witness to our commitment to peace and good will in Iraq, in the United States, and around the world.
For more information and to sign up to participate, visit www.lightsfordignity.org or email us at firstname.lastname@example.org. We encourage all individuals, organizations and houses of worship around the country to endorse this effort as well as participate.
PLEASE FEEL FREE TO FORWARD THIS EMAIL TO FRIENDS, FAMILY AND ALL THOSE WITHIN YOUR NETWORK.
Working together, one by one, we will light up street corners, houses of worship, community centers and landmarks on May 30, sending a visible symbol to community leaders that we care and that we are watching with concern.
I'm still busy amusing myself.
Which OS are You?
Another fun waste of time
for this grey Friday. Here are a few of my favorite anagrams of my name:
JAYBIRD HELL SIR
JAILBIRD HER SLY
RABID SHYER JILL
DRAB JELLY IRISH
REHAB DRY JILL IS
JAB DR YELL HI SIR
BAR RIDE SHY JILL
Heh. There are more.
Gee, I just keep finding interesting things this morning. It's a searchable database
of 237 misleading statements by the squatter-in-chief and his keystone cops. It was put together by Henry Waxman. Valuable tool, obtained through a link from Tom Tomorrow
Oh, this is hilarious! I found this link
, and I've been laughing ever since. Btw, it's a satire site, so don't take it seriously. The Horoscopes section is particularly amusing, as is this article
Beee-yooo-ti-ful op-ed piece
in the NY Times. Free registration required to read it, but Krugman is certainly worth that.
Thursday, May 27, 2004
is a fairly hilarious article about how politics and search engines are being entertwined. As a fan of both, I laughed out loud at this article about Google Bombs.
Here's a sample. Type "miserable failure" into Google, and click on search. Or if you're feeling lazy, click here: miserable failure
Funny, n'est ce pas?
Nice ad here
. Via Arianna's Blog
. Give it a minute to load - it took about 10 seconds for me on a cable modem.
Wednesday, May 26, 2004
How . . . interesting
. Caveat - I've only read the front page on this, but what a funny idea for a site. If I still worked in an office, I'd be compelled to check it out.
is very long, but a terrific read and well worth your time. Who knew Gore had it in him?
OMG this is funny. Go see
I think I'm out of practice. When Lauren was little, I quickly got used to functioning on very little sleep. Not so, anymore.
Last night I stayed up reading until far too late. It was around 1:30 or 2:00 when I went to bed. That would've been ok, except that there's a nasty stomach bug making the rounds. Lauren woke up sick around 3:00. Cleaned her, changed her sheets, cleaned up the floor, etc. She tried to get some more rest, but she started getting sick again a short time later. So Mark put her in the bath, I changed the sheets again, and by the time we got her hair dried and new pajamas on her, she was pretty much up. I tried to get her to go to sleep, even tried sleeping with her for a while. We ended up going out into the living room and watching a video. The last time I remember looking at the clock was at almost 6:00. The next thing I knew, the cleaning lady was walking in the front door at 8:30. So I got about 3 or 4 hours of sleep, I guess.
It's been a rough week for Lauren so far.
And I am tired
. . .
Tuesday, May 25, 2004
on the UU Church in Texas. Funny how things can be reconsidered when there's bad press, isn't it? Also, I've read that the Comptroller is the mother of Scott McClellan, Bush's press secretary. Family values.
is kind of amusing. I believe I'll have to vote after Memorial Day.
And buy some new t-shirts . . .
Slight correction - initial voting is already open on the designs. After Memorial Day, there will be another round of voting for the semi-finalists. So go vote.
Free bumper sticker
from the MoveOn.org PAC. Go get one. Buy a few. Hand them out like candy. Ya know this drill, right?
Oh, and the wee one is better, but still itchy. I ended up calling the ped yesterday, but he was out so I talked to his nurse. She advised me to keep up with the hydrocortisone cream, and also to give L some Benedryl by mouth. That seemed to make a huge difference. We gave her another dose right before bed. She actually didn't mind it much - it doesn't taste bad at all. Hooray for bubble gum flavored medicine! Most of the time, even if it's supposed to be grape flavored or fruit flavored or whatever, it's still pretty nasty. But this actually didn't taste bad at all. She's still a little itchy this morning, so I gave her some more. It makes her a little drowsy, but hopefully she's not operating heavy machinery anyway. Gee, I really hope she's not!
Monday, May 24, 2004
Dang, just when your day is starting off without too much trauma.
I got a call from Mark asking me to pick up L at school right away. Apparently, she broke out in a rash all over her body, except for her stomach. It itches her terribly, and she was scratching so much she was bleeding. Everywhere she scratched, she broke out in hives.
Too much sun this weekend, I'm thinking.
I just got back from picking her up, and put cortisone cream on her face, arms, and legs. Poor little baby is fairly miserable, although the medicine has helped some. If she's still itching shortly, it means a call to the pediatrician, and possibly a doctor visit.
We've decided to have a lazy day, and play together quietly. Be sure to think "no-itching" thoughts for little bit today!
I just applied for another job
. Man, there isn't much in the Sunday paper to go for. It's getting on my nerves.
I was, however, amused by the reaction I got from my boss (current? former? whatever) when I asked if I could use her as a reference for the Kentucky School Board Association position. She seemed truly surprised, although I can't imagine why. They've been screwing with me for years, and with what EKU has done to my brother, I don't know why the fact that I'm looking for another job would be the least bit surprising. Of course, she was also busy thinking of how they'll manage without someone in my role. I truly feel bad about that, because they probably won't be able to fill that position. Most positions that have come open when staff left the agency have been frozen for the last year or so.
We had a fun weekend. Saturday we got Lauren a haircut, had lunch, and then headed out to the winery. Met up with Mom and Dad, and ran into a good friend of mine from high school and her dad. I hadn't seen her in years, and it was good to catch up a little. It's always a bit tough to chat much when Lauren is around. I'm always distracted trying to keep one eye on her. I hope that Kathy and I can get together for drinks and dinner soon.
Later on Saturday, we played outside in Kaitlin's yard. They had set up their Slip-N-Slide
(remember those???), and the girls had a great time with that. Kaitlin ate dinner with us, and then the girls were playing downstairs with Mark nominally supervising them. It's so nice that we don't have to watch them every single second when they're in the house or in our yards. They're both very good girls. Lauren, however, was a little tired from playing so hard all day and being out in the heat. As happens sometimes when she's tired, she got a little grumpy and stopped minding Mark. So Kaitlin had to go home sooner than she would have. That upset her greatly until Mark explained to her that even though she had to go home, it wasn't because of her behavior but Lauren's.
Yesterday, we went over to Mom and Dad's and worked in their yard. Scott and Julie came up with the kids, and Scott and Mark ended up putting out 36 bags of mulch. Mostly Mark, because Scott didn't get there until later in the afternoon. The kids had a blast playing in the pool, and Lauren got a little sun on her face. They had such fun, and we all love to watch them play together.
Anyway, that's enough boring news about my life. I hope you all had a great weekend as well!
Friday, May 21, 2004
So tonight we went to the graduation for the preschoolers at Southern (Lauren's day care/preschool). It was just too adorable.
Plus I've been listening to Lauren sing the damned song for 2 weeks, so this was the big payoff. I actually got choked up at the 5 year olds in their little tiny caps and gowns (so
cute, and by the way, where do you buy those?), because I was thinking of L in a couple of years. Boo hoo, sniff sniff.
Geez, I'm such a mommy.
For your enjoyment, I offer:
I plant the seed,
in the cold, cold ground
Up comes the yellow sun,
big and round
Down come the raindrops, soft and slow
Up come the flowers, grow, grow, grow!!!!
Lauren was a seed. We had to dress her in a brown outfit, shorts and t-shirt. Do you know how hard it is to find a brown t-shirt in the spring???????? Took lots of pictures, I'll post some tomorrow or Sunday. Tomorrow, we're going to get L's hair cut, go to the library, and probably out to Equus Run Vineyards
. May squeeze the farmer's market in there as well. Big day.
I was right, yesterday afternoon was
amusing! My boss clearly didn't have any clue what to put down. So for every category (such as job knowledge, productivity, etc.) she had selected the same checkbox. The options for each category are:
- Exceeds Expectations
- Meets Expectations
- Fails to Meet Expectations
She had the Meets Expectations box checked for everything.
We talked first, though, about current and future projects, and she changed a couple of the categories to Exceeds Expectations. It isn't really fair to me to have a lower evaluation than I deserve simply because she doesn't know what I do, but I decided that I don't really care. Not worth fussing about.
On the downside, she was telling me about some restructuring of the units at TRC. I laughed internally, because I thought to myself: "Obviously, we must restructure, because it's Thursday!" I swear, I'm sick to death of reorganizations. Three of the units are going to be merged into one, and they want to have a separate technology team, of which I am a "critical member". Uh-huh. The downside? It's going to be led by one of my peers, who is really bright, but not particularly organized or focused. So now I'll report to her. And she lives in Paducah, so that makes a hell of a lot of sense. And Donna still wants me to spend a couple of days a week at EKU while we're getting this group organized. Yes, that idea is back. Oh, well, hopefully it won't be for long. Speaking of which . . .
I had my phones turned off while I was meeting with her. Then I met for an hour or so with the programmer on a huge new system that we're getting ready to test. So when I left the building I turned my phones back on, and had a voice mail on my personal cell. It was my old friend Kerri, calling to offer me an interview for that position. She tried to be all formal about it, but ended up laughing in her message. Good sign.
I just called her back and I have an interview set up for June 4th. It seems they had six interview slots, so that would be the max number of interviews. I like my odds. Wish me luck!!!
Thursday, May 20, 2004
Seriously, I have to get on the road, but if you want to laugh, check this
Today should be interesting. I've decided to forgo reading political news today as much as possible. It's too, too depressing.
So instead I'll just chat about the lack of big news in my life, and that bane of blogging, a description of my day. If you don't like it, you can just come back another day.
I'm still looking for a job, still waiting to hear on that one job where my supervisor would be a former co-worker. It occurs to me that as much as I hate EKU, I have mixed feelings about actually leaving. It's even mildly disconcerting. I'm not completely sure why that is, but I think it's because I have such a very long history with my agency. Out of the last 17 years, I have worked for these folks for 12 of them. Plus, there's a level of comfort and familiarity, I guess. They know
me. If I screw up occasionally, there's a little slack, because again, they know
me. Is it like that out in the real world? I suppose I'll find out.
So I've had a few relatively sleepless nights over this, plus general worry about my brother. I know a lot of people might say "Geez, girl, it's only a job. If you don't like it, leave! Suck it up and quit whining already!" I know none of you
would say that (would you now?). But it's hard to leave when you've put your heart and soul, not to mention blood, sweat, and tears, into a place. I will leave, I just reserve the right to whine about it. As I said above, feel free to come back another day if this isn't your thing.
Speaking of my brother, he has a couple of interviews next week. The one that worries me most is in Flagstaff, Arizona. Sure, I'd like to visit out west sometime, but I don't particularly want my family living that far away. Right now, Scott is doing some freelance work which is paying the bills, and working with a friend to start up a company. I really hope they can stay in this area, but they have to get out of Richmond sooner rather than later. You would not believe the rumors going around! Bullshit, of course, but it makes it very uncomfortable to live in such a small town under those conditions. My sister-in-law can't go to the grocery without hearing some new expanded line of crap about her husband. Plus the phone calls, people wanting gossip.
No one ever asks me about these rumors, probably because they know me and they know that I may just punch their teeth out. Clearly, my sis-in-law is much nicer than me.
I have to leave soon to head down to EKU (boo hiss). My boss is doing my evaluation today. That should be fun. She doesn't have the foggiest idea how I spend my time, I talk to her by phone maybe
once every month or two, and since she became my supervisor last October, I think I've actually seen her 3 times. This should be a hoot; I cannot even begin to imagine what she's going to write on the evaluation form. The last time I talked to her was when she was so "concerned" about my alleged meltdown. That was . . . let's see . . . April 28th
. Today is May 20th. Should be an amusing afternoon.
See, that wasn't too much boring shit about my day, was it now?????
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Here's an interesting quiz
Surprise! I'm a liberal. I just know
you're stunned by that revelation.
* Are wary of American arrogance and hypocrisy
* Trace much of today's anti-American hatred to previous US foreign policies.
* Believe political solutions are inherently superior to military solutions
* Believe the US is morally bound to intervene in humanitarian crises
* Oppose American imperialism
* Support international law, alliances, and agreements
* Encourage US participation in the UN
* Believe US economic policies must help lift up the world's poor
Historical liberal: President Woodrow Wilson
Modern liberal: President Jimmy Carter
I swear, either I'm easily pissed off lately, or the world really has gone nuts. I think it's the latter.
I posted recently about my interest in the UU Church. We're still debating whether or not to join.
So what the hell is this
about? I hope it's smacked down by a court in Texas. I'm actually convinced that religious organizations should not
be tax-exempt anyway, but this is just crazy.
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
I haven't really had a chance to look at the paper yet today. Did they repeal the 1st Amendment and I missed it? Darn
. I just hate it when that happens.
Bwahahahahaha!!!!! Can't . . . type. Laughing . . . too . . . hard . . . at . . . this
I really really really really really wish I could write like this
. Go read it.
Monday, May 17, 2004
is a nice bit of advice for all the couples celebrating in Massachusetts
today. I wish them all the very best.
Oh, and I'm editing this post to add this link
. If you have RealPlayer, you can see some of the happenings from last night in Cambridge.
Friday, May 14, 2004
is why I love Tom Tomorrow.
And now for something completely different
Oh dear, did I just involuntarily quote Monty Python?????? I . . . I . . . I am
I have no comment about this.
. The world has gone insane.
I don't even know what to say about this. This kind of crap is a big part of why I'm not religious any more.
There's an update
on the college-fund raising project at The Command Post. What good news! Spread the word to people if you have a chance today.
It's amazing that over the course of two days, hundreds of absolute strangers have all contributed to the same cause, surpassed the goal, and it's still
going strong. And best of all, this will have a huge impact on a real family that could use some help. I think the best part of it is that they'll never know who donated to them - and it doesn't matter because they're all strangers anyway. What is that old bumper sticker? Practice random acts of kindness, something along those lines. Good idea, that.
Thursday, May 13, 2004
OK, now this
is pretty funny. It's political, but still amusing.
OK, so I sent some pens, donated to the college fund, and spammed a bunch of people about these projects.
And then I found another good thing. Go here
, and see if you want to help. Mind you, I think the best way to support our soldiers is to bring them the hell home, but in the meantime, I want to do something positive. Actually, I need
to do something positive.
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
Another good idea here
. The news has been so awful for so long, I'm feeling the need to do something positive. Join me, won't you?
Please, go donate
. But let me advise you not to seek out the pictures of Nick Berg (which are available elsewhere at The Command Post
) if you're at all squeamish.
On a humorous note, go read the transcript of the Daily Show at Corrente
. I love that show, but I missed this one. It's a riot!
You know, it's the oddest thing. When I take a look at the visitors to this site, I see many different IP addresses. When I look them up
, they're coming from places where I don't know a soul. And the url to this site is apparently bookmarked or typed, so they're not just doing a search for something else and happen to find this site. So who are you people from Brooklyn, New Hampshire, St. Paul, Slovakia (?), etc? Say something every once in a while, would you? You are very welcome here, but it would ease my confusion. My brain is strained enough without pondering questions like that.
Oh, and today I'm having lunch with my old friend who hopefully will become my supervisor. Just a casual lunch, not an interview. She knows I've applied for the position, because I didn't want to put her in an awkward spot, but I don't plan to bring it up at lunch. And bonus
, we're meeting at my favorite restaurant - the Thai place across town. Yum!!!!
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
. Just tragic.
What a damned shame
. My mom called me last night while we were getting Lauren into bed to tell me about this. Of course, Lauren heard me on the phone and knew something was up, so I had to tell her about it.
She is very sad this morning, and a little scared of fire. So of course we talked about fire and what to do and all that parenting stuff. I also made sure to tell her that no one was hurt. But it broke my heart when she curled up against me this morning and said "Mommy, I'm sad. I miss the castle." She started crying when she saw the front page of the paper. I don't know, maybe I shouldn't have told her, shouldn't have let her see the pictures. But then I think that we don't want to hide things from her, we'd rather deal with sad things honestly. It's not like she wouldn't have noticed it anyway, the next time we drive to Lex. But that will be a sad trip.
She was thrilled to see it every time we drove to Mom and Dad's, and was absolutely convinced that a King and Queen lived in the castle. She would always point it out to us, very excitedly. I'm sad too - that structure has been there since I was a little kid. It was a landmark in Central Kentucky. I hope they'll rebuild it.
Monday, May 10, 2004
More serendipity! It must be that kind of day or something.
I was looking through the Sunday classifieds in my never-ending job search, and I ran across one that looked promising. So as I was printing out my resume and cover letter, I decided to look at their website to get a sense of the agency.
In my poking around on the site, I ran across their staff list, which included a person I worked with a few years ago. She had left EKU a few years back, and I hadn't talked to her for a long time. So of course, I e-mailed her, thinking I'd say hi, get the inside scoop, maybe ask her to put in a good word for me. Like that. We had been friends - not close, but friends, and I thought it couldn't hurt. Plus, I always saw her as quite competent and level-headed - the kind of person who is a straight-shooter. If nothing else, I could see how she was doing these days.
She responded very quickly to my e-mail, and in catching up, she mentioned that she was being promoted, and was happy because she'd be supervising her replacement. Which would be (drumroll please)
the position for which I am applying . . .
How bizarre is that? Maybe that will be an "in" for me. Plus the fact that the position seems interesting and well within my capabilities. And the pay range is comparable to or slightly above what I make now. Hmmmmmmmmmm. Wish me luck. The resume is in the mail right now.
Ah, the serendipity of the net. I got a couple of odd referrers in my logs for this site, and I wondered what they were searching for when they found this joint. I never did figure that out, but I did run across this:
It's a painting called "Jill's Place". I thought it was kind of pretty. Funny what you can find on the web, huh?
Sunday, May 09, 2004
This morning, Lauren came in and woke me up, shouting "Happy Mother's Day! I love you, Mommy!!!" What a gift that child is . . .
I could never really imagine myself being a mother, until I became one. I wasn't one of those women who was baby-crazy. And yet . . .
Lauren makes it very easy. There is literally nothing in the world I wouldn't do for that child. And now that she's a kid, we have the most interesting conversations - I love getting a peek inside her mind. I think she's turning out to be an incredible person. I often wonder what she'll do with her life, what challenges she'll have to overcome, and what will bring her joy. Hopefully I'll get to find out over the years.
Right now, she's pretty consistent that when she grows up, she wants to be a mommy. She wants to have a boy baby and a girl baby. She wants to stay home and play with them, she says, and watch them grow. She says she doesn't want to be a doctor or a teacher or an astronaut. She wants to be a mommy.
Ignoring for a brief moment the knife in my chest (because I am not home with her full-time, and would not really choose to be), I will focus on what an honor that sentiment is.
She wants to be a mommy
. I must be doing something right.
Saturday, May 08, 2004
I never seem to have time to post on the weekends. And when I do have a rare few minutes, I can't think of much to say.
Thursday, May 06, 2004
I haven't put up any pics of Lauren in a while, so here are three. One is of her being cute in the bath, the next one is from Easter, and the third is from our jaunt to the circus. You just have to have cotton candy at the circus. What a doll she is . . .
I should read the comics more often - I missed this one.
I love The Boondocks
Hey, good news - my dad doesn't have to use a walker any more. He's progressed to a cane.
Just about 2 weeks after a hip replacement. The man is amazing!
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
I'm getting along better with my mother-in-law. I'm trying, anyway. But damn she makes it hard sometimes. She spams me more than viagra salespeople do. Call me crazy, but there are messages in what she sends me.
- Political crap - she listens to Rush Limbaugh and actually believes him! 'Nuf said. I try very hard not to discuss politics with her.
- Religious/inspirational crap - knowing that we're . . . ummmm . . . not religious. If I politely let her know that I'd prefer not to receive those, she gets insulted. And cries.
- Now something new. Insults about the south, and particularly southern girls.
She just sent me one of the most insulting things I've read in a while. Take all the stereotypes of southerners, particularly women, you can think of, and add some . . . oh, let's say humor.
You have to include things like the accent. The colloquialisms. The food. Manners (suddenly that's a bad thing? I missed that memo for sure). Big hair (sigh - that must be my biggest failure in life - I don't have big hair). Lacking appreciation for the wonders of the north. Voila! You've insulted an entire region of the country. Congratulations!!!
And of course, there's no way in hell to communicate this to her. For one thing, she doesn't listen. Ever. At all. It's all about what is in her head, and it's going to come out, whether you like it or not. Heh, me, I'm quiet in real life, and I started a blog - there may only be a few readers, but it's my chance to talk! For another thing, she has a real streak of attention-seeking behavior. Like a couple of weeks ago when she came over to celebrate my birthday, and I ended up doing toddler-duty the whole night because she was in the living room with Mark, crying about breaking up with her boyfriend for 2 or 3 hours.
For another thing, she'll just cry as per her usual MO
. Being from Iowa, she still pretends not to understand the south. I mean, come on
. She's lived here for 33 years. You'd think she'd have at least some basic understanding of the social mores around here. I'll never forget one of the first times I met her - seriously, like the second or third time, she asked me how much money I made, if my (at that time) soon-to-be-ex-husband was going to pay me alimony, and wanted details of why we were splitting up. Just saying - if you're looking for a list of things that it's rude to discuss, those would have to be near the top.
If I bring it up to Mark (to whom she didn't send this, interestingly enough), he'll just say that she's trying to connect with me and get to know me.
I've been with you for almost 10 years. She knows me. She just doesn't like me, and you don't see that.
Aaaarrrggghhhhhh. People that have met her in my presence can see that within 5 minutes, but you can't.
Oh, well, as was clear from the e-mail she forwarded to me, southern women can be amazingly bitchy and often say tremendously rude things, as long as they preface it with "Bless her heart, . . ."
So . . . .
Bless her heart. You
fill in the blank.
You've probably heard of the death of Pat Tillman, the football player who gave up a big money NFL contract, so that he could volunteer to serve in the Rangers. It's horribly sad that he died, as big as the loss of every single person who has been injured or killed in this war. There's been a lot of press about Tillman; funny how that media blackout is lifted for one soldier who happens to be well-known. But no pictures of all the coffins heading back home, thank you very much.
But anyway, you should go read this
Kind of a cute little game
that my mother-in-law sent me. What's your score?
Tuesday, May 04, 2004
I have a new motto.
Hemingway, from "A Farewell To Arms":
"The world breaks everyone, then some become strong at the broken places."
I've been hearing about this
. That man is so
Sometimes there's just no time to rest on your laurels. I just wrapped up a major project yesterday afternoon, and thought I could take a minute or two to relax about work being largely caught up. But nooooooooo.
First thing this morning, I got an e-mail about a similar project with a 1 week turnaround. Gah!
I have lots to do today, aside from work. The cats are entirely out of food; whatever is left in their bowls is the last of it. For Jet and Jazz, that's not a problem, I can pick up food for them anywhere. But Tiger has to have low protein food, which means an expensive trip to the vet's office. He also needs a new bag of fluids, and his thyroid meds refilled. He's had chronic renal failure for 7 years now, and thyroid problems for about a year. Back when he was first diagnosed with CRF, the vet didn't think he'd live through the weekend. So there. As long as I'm going to be out running around, I might as well drop off some stuff at Goodwill. And stop at the nursery to look for some groundcover for Lauren's teepee.
Now when am I going to do any work???
I think I might leave a Bookcrossing
book at the vet's office while I'm there. I have released two books, but neither has been entered at the website. They're out in the wild. Maybe the third time will be the charm! While Dad was in Cardinal Hill, Mom and I ran over to the library for the book sale. Only $2.00 for a bag stuffed as full as you could get it. I found a few books I wanted, and several just to release. Keep your fingers crossed!!!
Speaking of Dad, the PT from Home Health went to Mom and Dad's house for the first time yesterday, and was amazed by his progress. We've sort of come to expect that reaction, considering how well he's done. The PT said that he'd probably only come one more time, and likely would put Dad on a cane at that time. That would be wonderful for him - he really hates the walker. I think he believes that walkers are for old people, LOL. A cane will be a bit easier on his psyche.
No big news on Scott - he's appealing his termination, but doesn't expect much from that. Really, he'd be happy if they'd let him resign. He is working with a friend to develop a business plan to spin off a new company from his small corporation. Once they finish the business plan, they'll contact the venture capitalists that Scott's friend knows, seeking funding. That would be great because they could stay here. He's also looking nationwide, of course, but we all hope they can stay in this area.
And today is Pat's interview - please keep good thoughts for her!!
Monday, May 03, 2004
A quick note to those readers in my family:
If you haven't already mentioned Scott's situation to anyone else in our family (like your parents), please don't
. My folks aren't comfortable talking about this right now, and are just trying to deal with it as best they can. You know how empathy is the hardest thing to deal with when you're so upset? If they start getting calls of concern or support, it might push them over the edge just a little. So keep it under your hat. Thanks.
Busy weekend. We did a lot of shopping and spending money. See, Mark hates to shop for clothes. In fact, he despises it. But it is necessary, so we go out once or twice a year and buy him lots of work clothes. Saturday was just such an occasion.
I don't know why he wants me to go with him, really. He has pretty good taste. The only thing I'm good for, I think, is to reassure him, and encourage him to take a few chances. Otherwise his look would be pretty boring! I got him to buy a few more interesting items, in addition to the dress slacks and dress shirts.
The down side is that he may buy something that I absolutely hate, but he likes. He rarely wears short sleeves except for t-shirts, and I was able to talk him into a few short sleeve shirts that could be for casual work days or weekends. At home, he's mostly in t-shirts and shorts.
He picked out a shirt to try on, in a really pretty shade of blue. The color was the only thing I liked about the shirt, because he looks gorgeous in blue. The shirt was short sleeved with a polo-style collar in a fairly thin cotton blend, but it had two small pockets on the chest. When he tried it on, I hated it. Very 70's. Very Brady.
I didn't say much about it, because he's an adult and can buy what he likes. I'm sure I have clothes that he doesn't care for either.
So what did he do? He bought the shirt, but not in blue, oh no. He decided that he wears a lot of that color, and didn't need another blue shirt.
He bought the damn thing in orange