I'm actually home sick today (I will be better before I leave for my trip on Wednesday), and feel that I must leave and take a nap. The flu sucks, but at least I am urp-less today! TTFN.

I hope you feel better, lib. Where are you headed? I should probably know, but the heat has fried my brain.

Outside of Salem, OR, and the Seattle area.

eta: and thanks, which is what I should have said first, except that clearly my brain is not working today.

Oh, right. Now I remember. Feel better, and have a good trip.

Thanks on both counts!

Since Dad's heart attack I'm not sure what would be a good dessert.

A really easy summer dessert that can be made healthy (or not) is as follows:

2 containers fruit yogurt (see, to be healthy, you could get fat-free, Splenda-sweetened yogurt)
1 container Cool Whip (again, to be healthy, get the Cool Whip Free)
1 graham cracker crust

Mix the yogurt and the cool whip together, and then pour (or, kind of, shovel) the mixture into the graham cracker crust. Freeze for at least 5-6 hours, though you can make it the day before and let it freeze overnight. Then take it from the freezer and put it in the fridge 1-2 hours before you intend to serve it.

Can be topped with fruit if so desired, or chocolate shavings to make the heart patient feel like he's getting a treat.

Seriously, it is really yummy. I tend to make it with regular (not sugar-free) raspberry yogurt and extra creamy cool whip, and put it in a chocolate graham cracker crust, and then top it with chocolate shavings -- chocolate raspberry pie!

Oh that does sound good!

One last sullen bitch about Bloody Monday.

So far, it's 6:40. I've done nothing all freaking day but Doctor Wordy's notes. The half-dozen clinic charts from last Friday? Still need updating. The half-dozen letters from same? Still need to be xeroxed and mailed. The additional four days' worth of inpatient notes? Still waiting to be delivered to the patients' charts. Three days' worth of intensive care nursery notes? Not even touched yet.

And what do I get to do tomorrow? Jury. Duty.

Also, the cushion on my transcriber's earpiece fell off, and the earpiece itself has little teeth, which I just discovered a few minutes ago when my ear started feeling kind of tickly and I patted it and discovered it was bleeding.

Clearly I'm being punished for being grumpy at my union. The union gods are smiting me, and lo, my own work tools rise up against me and bite mine ear. Dammit.

Cindy and Teppy I mailed packages to you today!

Cindy, the CDs are yours to keep. You can send the videos back whenever.

Teppy, do NOT open your package at work. I threw in some issues of Barracuda my favorite rockabilly retrosmut mag. If you get tired of them pass them on to your Dad or brother.

Aww, honey, come home. I don't want you having no bloody ears. I'll make you a drink and rub your feet and feed you ravioli.