singing the sound that you found for me
yesterday was a dramatic start to my final working week. at the end of my most productive day ever, i was informed that i had not only missed a deadline for a newsletter article, but that i had in fact completely forgotten that i was assigned the article, even forgotten the meeting at which it was assigned. it has happened in the past, that i've blacked out conversations or events, but usually some form of alcohol is involved. anyways, i threw a tantrum! i could not conceive of how i was going to finish the article on top of all the other projects i had to finish by friday, and i let the department know it. end result: AWESOME! i got my hardest project, the new and improved GIS software grant, reassigned to someone else, and now i can work on the article (which in truth i enjoy doing a lot). moral? be selfish more often.
THEN, it was off to a fancy-pants restaurant for oksana's birthday. the food was INCREDIBLE - each dish was as delicious as i could imagine food being. i stuffed my belly with pleasure, until the final course, a dish of cheeses and preserves. i only nibbled on this, having already tanked up on: mushroom over puff pastry, bean salad, pastrami slices, candied walnut/blueberry vinagrette salad, lemon sherbet, and mushroom orzo. this wound up being a good thing, because i wound up having an allergic reaction as we left the restaurant, which i can only assume came from this last dish. it had been so many years since i had reacted to food this way, i was beginning to think i had simply made up my cherry allergy, but there you go. i'm just good at avoiding cherries, i guess, or it's certain kinds of fancy-pants cherries, or something similar.
NEXT, i came home to my mom crying on the phone. her best friend cindy, who had been on a mule-back tour of the grand canyon, had been in an accident. her mule had fallen over the side of the trail and fallen 12 feet, on top of cindy. despite a broken neck, broken shoulder, two broken ribs, and a leg broken in two places, she was still enough of herself to remind my mom to buy cat food and take care of the horses. my mom is off to cindy's hospital in flagstaff today, and i will pick her up on sunday on our way to new mexico.
eventful, no? this morning i feel like i've been run over by a steamroller, but otherwise dapper. there's a not-so-secret going away luncheon for me today, put on by my coworkers, and then me trying to insanely finish up my final assignment in drawing class.
BECCA, AWAY!
THEN, it was off to a fancy-pants restaurant for oksana's birthday. the food was INCREDIBLE - each dish was as delicious as i could imagine food being. i stuffed my belly with pleasure, until the final course, a dish of cheeses and preserves. i only nibbled on this, having already tanked up on: mushroom over puff pastry, bean salad, pastrami slices, candied walnut/blueberry vinagrette salad, lemon sherbet, and mushroom orzo. this wound up being a good thing, because i wound up having an allergic reaction as we left the restaurant, which i can only assume came from this last dish. it had been so many years since i had reacted to food this way, i was beginning to think i had simply made up my cherry allergy, but there you go. i'm just good at avoiding cherries, i guess, or it's certain kinds of fancy-pants cherries, or something similar.
NEXT, i came home to my mom crying on the phone. her best friend cindy, who had been on a mule-back tour of the grand canyon, had been in an accident. her mule had fallen over the side of the trail and fallen 12 feet, on top of cindy. despite a broken neck, broken shoulder, two broken ribs, and a leg broken in two places, she was still enough of herself to remind my mom to buy cat food and take care of the horses. my mom is off to cindy's hospital in flagstaff today, and i will pick her up on sunday on our way to new mexico.
eventful, no? this morning i feel like i've been run over by a steamroller, but otherwise dapper. there's a not-so-secret going away luncheon for me today, put on by my coworkers, and then me trying to insanely finish up my final assignment in drawing class.
BECCA, AWAY!