<p>Is it sunspots? This is the first time I’ve had time to stop by in a long time due to Supreme Crappiness at work (which resulted in a promotion for me, but it’s still tough) just to find that the crap-index is up, overall.</p>
<p>Forget the umbrella: single malt scotch for me! OK. A double.</p>
<p>P.S. do the marmots have managers? Or are they wranglers (like in Hollywood)?</p>
<p>My crapometer went into overdrive yesterday, when I tried to see “Sex in the City.” I was there on unexpected found time, when my workshop in stress reduction was dismissed due to extreme construction noise and banging throughout the building.</p>
<p>I drove to the suburban cineplex, bought ticket for next opportunity for that movie which was showing in 3 adjacent rooms. I hung around, programming new contacts into my cellphone, until the 2:30 start time for Theater #3. The plotlines were very well along. I thought I must have missed a lot since the end of the TV episodes. Within 15 minutes of my sitting down, all 4 plotllines wrapped up, the orchestra volume escalated, and closing credits rolled. What?? </p>
<p>I checked my ticket; the error was theirs. Got my money back readily from a wide-eyed teen, after explaining to her what the word “spoiler” meant. I was a lady the entire time.</p>
<p>The clothes were really cute. I’ll try again but maybe on DVD.</p>
<p>“I was there on unexpected found time, when my workshop in stress reduction was dismissed due to extreme construction noise and banging”</p>
<p>Oh the irony…</p>
<p>My life has been fine, but I found out in the space of two days that one friend has breast cancer, another one found her long-term cancer had metastasized, and another friend was getting a divorce. The latter is also a cancer survivor. Major crap. </p>
<p>Maybe some of our high-achieving kids will discover a cure for cancer. Literally.</p>
<p>My Crap-At-Work is nothing compared to cancer. But, even knowing that, seeing 2 coworkers out of work in a terrible economy in one of the sates with the worst economies is hard…and then I go and get a big promotion out of the deal. I’m not sure I like being a grown up.</p>
<p>We had our big cicada hatch last year. This year it is just a bumper crop of maple seedlings blanketing everything (they are a lot quieter than the the cicadas!), and last night we had 6 inches of rain. </p>
<p>I understand better now how parts of Indiana could have had 20 inches! It’s like being under a waterfall. The basement is only a little wet, we didn’t lose power, and it’s a pretty morning.</p>
<p>Mimosas all around!</p>
<p>P.S.-Peony root? Now that’s a new one for me. Time to hit the internet search sites.</p>
<p>^^Easy to find Peony Root. They get tossed in the root canals as medical waste. </p>
<p>But don’t look yourself. Ask the summer intern. They’re also easy to find: near the copy machine, coffee machine or with the Other Summer Intern, comparing internships.</p>
<p>You have no time to look. You’re busy, out buying the gin.</p>
<p>First post ever in SA. Those of you with too much rain - think you could use that “inexpensive” shipping being discussed on other threads to send some our way?</p>
<p>Weather “experts” gave us an 80% chance of rain for yesterday on Friday’s forecast. By the time Saturday rolled around it was down to 40%. We got nada, zero, zip. Must start watering in near-drought conditions with expensive city water and still try to scrape up enough pennies to buy gasoline.</p>
<p>Need some rain dances, fairy dust, voodoo, whatever!</p>
<p>They must get the peony root from here ( it is also called orris root I think)
[Tenzing</a> Momo Online - from Seattle’s Pike Place Market](<a href=“http://www.tenzingmomo.com/]Tenzing”>http://www.tenzingmomo.com/)
But wouldn’t the alcohol cancel all the good stuff out or does it just make it work better?
;)</p>
<p>Pulling my people up from page 2 and buying a round of drinks.</p>
<p>Chicky is a graduate!!!</p>
<p>Alu, you would be so proud… With her Gucci horsebit shades, senior society cane in hand Chicky walked across the stage and received her degree. </p>
<p>She called me earlier this morning and said “Watch out for me as I will be raising my cane to you.” And raised her cane she did. At that moment, I was a mess and the tears would not stop streaming down my face (tried to play it off because my goodness it was so not outside this morning). Sitting through 2 hours of ceremony in the heat is usually not my idea of fun, but hey I waited 4 years for this.</p>
<p>Sybbie, congrats congrats. I look forward to that day for my child…what an accomplishment.
Now I’ll belly up to the bar…the thread about menial jobs has really gotten under my skin and the Celtics/Lakers game just isn’t that exciting tonight. Mojito anyone?</p>
<p>ebeeeee, I followed you in here. The mojito is on me: I really appreciate your responses on that thread and cannot tell you how fully I sympathize with your sense of how badly it gets under the skin.</p>
<p>sybbie, congratulations x 1000. </p>
<p>And all of you wise, witty folks in here: thanks for not locking the door to keep the rest of us out. I’ve lurked and read forever but felt pretty unworthy to sip or post in here. And I still do - just had to raise a glass to ebeeeee.</p>
<p>HarrietM…I’m honored. I have no idea why that thread has me sooooo ticked off. I keep telling myself not to go there but it’s like watching an accident or something. </p>
<p>Sip away…did I mention it IS fresh mint from my garden?</p>