Thoughts on the News
Tuesday, March 22, 2005 ~ 11:47 a.m.
1) Of course the GOP wants to protect the brain-dead. If we were allowed to bump off people who exist in a persistent vegetative state, Dick Cheney would be President tomorrow.
2) Republicans are always on about limited government, but then they go off and support the government's right to interfere in some of the most personal and private decisions imaginable. I can't tell if they're really that stupid, or just hypocrites.
Something I didn't know: "In 1999, Governor George W. Bush signed the Advance Directives Act, which lets a patient's surrogate make life-ending decisions on his or her behalf. The measure also allows Texas hospitals to disconnect patients from life-sustaining systems if a physician, in consultation with a hospital bioethics committee, concludes that the patient's condition is hopeless."
I've been in the field for three and a half days straight. Jason, Kentucky on Tuesday; Fayetteville, Tennessee on Wednesday; and Harvest, Alabama yesterday and today. I'm tired and I'm sore. I've been out in the rain and cold all week while other people sat comfy in their offices.
Thanks to our senior engineer in Birmingham, I'm behind on a report and the people who need it are pissed. I've been gone the last two days, so I haven't written the report from Tuesday, and TVA wants it yesterday. I have to start a third report sometime today. I have a dozen samples that need to be jarred and shipped to the lab in the next few hours, but none of my equipment is working.
They've thrown me to the wolves on my very first CMT project. Sometime today I have to make time for a site visit. I have reports on my desk that I have no idea what to do with, and no one is answering my questions.
If one more person comes up to me and wants to know why I can't do their thing right now, I'm going to stab them in the eye with this pencil. Just see if I don't.
Il aime manger notre fromage!
Monday, March 14, 2005 ~ 02:09 p.m.
My job this past weekend was to clear out my old room at my parent's house to make way for new furniture. I'm a pack rat and I lived in the same house for 15 years. You can imagine what an undertaking this was.
To my credit, I disposed of two contractor bags full of old papers, notebooks, projects, and other assorted junk. I gave away almost as much stuff. And I STILL brought home four large boxes crammed full of items with which I couldn't bear to part. I'm quite sure Todd is plotting a bonfire for some day when I'm out of town.
Jen, I found one of our old chorus folders - the bright purple one with stick figures of JT and his pretty panties. I'll have to bring it to Atlanta so you can see it.
Clarisse, I found pages and page of old notes from French class with various pictures of prunes and Mouseboy. I also have the French translation of the Mouseboy Anthem.
Elizabeth, I found a contract you wrote (or maybe I did?) when you were 9 years old. It stipulated that if we fought during a certain period of days in April of 1992, you would give me a freckled egg. It's very cute, but...why a freckled egg?
Rain rain go away...
Monday, March 7, 2005 ~ 11:59 a.m.
The problem with the weather this time of year is that it likes to tease. Just when you think winter's almost over, it comes back and hits you with a week of rainy, cold misery. Such is Alabama in March.
Last night Todd and I watched Jon Stewart's interview with Ari Fleischer. This morning I caught part of another interview on NPR. Both were rather disappointing (and virtually identical), but I found myself marveling at Ari's mastery of verbal judo. Part of me wishes I had half his skill at crafting evasive answers. The other part likes having a soul.
We also watched The Village last night. So the "plot twist" really wasn't a twist at all - that doesn't mean it wasn't a good movie. I liked it. *nod*
Friday, March 4, 2005 ~ 05:53 p.m.
Okay, now that I'm no longer panicking, I can look at things realistically.
The flowers, photographer, and caterer have been booked for a long time now. The invitations are being addressed as we speak. The dress is nearing completion. Father Patrick sent me a great template for the bulletin that only needs a few modifications before we can print it. All the major things have been done for a while now.
Pretty much all that's left is to finish addressing invites, pick out music, get the rings engraved, assemble the favors, and a few more details. That's REALLY not that much to do.
Funny how when you're not totally freaking out, things look a lot more manageable. :-D
Tuesday, March 1, 2005 ~ 02:07 p.m.
It's bad enough that "Do Not Elope" is on my To Do list. What's worse is that I haven't checked it off yet.
The list is getting longer, but it seems like my days are getting shorter. Maybe I'll feel better once I actually get some of this stuff done, but right now I'm starting to freak out. There's just so much left that we haven't even started on.
We'll be spending the weekend in Huntsville for once, so I'm hoping we can knock out at least half the things on the list. Still, it seems like there's not enough time. Just thinking about all we have left to do makes me want to curl up under my desk and hide.