holy carp, it's been 10 days!
recap of my life, as briefly as possible:
-- saw my son last weekend. he's adorable as always. we were getting ready to leave, and he came into my lap, and he told me, "I don't want to stay! I want to come home with you and Chris!" I cried on the way home.
-- most of the week was uneventful, except that we kept having to do retests on a lot of things. We just couldn't get things to go right this past week. I REALLY hope this coming week is better.
-- Thursday afternoon, word comes down from on high that we would VERY SOON (as in, Monday, tomorrow) be starting testing on a validation of some manufacturing procedure. 27 tests. 27. on top of all our other testing. and they're coming tomorrow, Wednesday, and next Friday. plus, this is a test that only three of us are capable of performing with any reliability (me, Dan, and Lisa; we averaged 72% first-time passing last year), so we're going to be working a LOT of overtime. but that's okay, because i get time and a half for overtime. heheh.
-- saw oh_chris's little sister yesterday. she's ridiculously adorable. i miss my baby. i mean, i love my son, but i didn't get enough time with him when he was a little guy. :(
-- driving over steel-deck bridges in high wind is for sucks. driving over the verrazano in high wind is also, very much, for sucks. driving under a train, however, is the most amazing thing ever.
-- sick is for sucks. especially when sick is a headache and a fucking drippy fucking nose.
-- had a really odd dream last night in which i was at MBC or someplace similar, and someone I used to know was going there, and someone who was supposed to be rosefox was introducing me to someone who was supposed to be him, but neither one of them looked like who they were supposed to be. And I remember acknowledging that in the dream, but accepting it and moving on as well. It was very strange though.
-- as much as i adore popeye's chicken, spicy really hurts when it comes back and bites you in the ... nevermind.
-- i still owe trunkbutt an email. i didn't forget about you. i just haven't had the energy to do it yet. i will, i swear.
OK, love and hugs...and bed and squishy tissues for me.
-- saw my son last weekend. he's adorable as always. we were getting ready to leave, and he came into my lap, and he told me, "I don't want to stay! I want to come home with you and Chris!" I cried on the way home.
-- most of the week was uneventful, except that we kept having to do retests on a lot of things. We just couldn't get things to go right this past week. I REALLY hope this coming week is better.
-- Thursday afternoon, word comes down from on high that we would VERY SOON (as in, Monday, tomorrow) be starting testing on a validation of some manufacturing procedure. 27 tests. 27. on top of all our other testing. and they're coming tomorrow, Wednesday, and next Friday. plus, this is a test that only three of us are capable of performing with any reliability (me, Dan, and Lisa; we averaged 72% first-time passing last year), so we're going to be working a LOT of overtime. but that's okay, because i get time and a half for overtime. heheh.
-- saw oh_chris's little sister yesterday. she's ridiculously adorable. i miss my baby. i mean, i love my son, but i didn't get enough time with him when he was a little guy. :(
-- driving over steel-deck bridges in high wind is for sucks. driving over the verrazano in high wind is also, very much, for sucks. driving under a train, however, is the most amazing thing ever.
-- sick is for sucks. especially when sick is a headache and a fucking drippy fucking nose.
-- had a really odd dream last night in which i was at MBC or someplace similar, and someone I used to know was going there, and someone who was supposed to be rosefox was introducing me to someone who was supposed to be him, but neither one of them looked like who they were supposed to be. And I remember acknowledging that in the dream, but accepting it and moving on as well. It was very strange though.
-- as much as i adore popeye's chicken, spicy really hurts when it comes back and bites you in the ... nevermind.
-- i still owe trunkbutt an email. i didn't forget about you. i just haven't had the energy to do it yet. i will, i swear.
OK, love and hugs...and bed and squishy tissues for me.