sj, maybe you can do a scrapbook filled with written memories and pictures of the two of you. That's if you still have time before she leaves. A scrapbook would be reasonably flat, so she shouldn't have too much trouble packing it. (Or you could type up an lj post describing Tal a bit and I might have more ideas.)
She's making herself her own scrapbook, and she is much better at that kind of thing than I am. I gave her a jokey Rhode Island book yesterday. I am supposed to be getting her a webcam, but that is more so I can see the nephews, than a gift that is really for her. I don't know if I could manage a full lj post about her right now.
I have a quick question about applying for jobs. Is it okay to apply for two different jobs at one business or should I just pick the job I think will be the best fit and apply for that?
Also, is there a good way to ask about a salary range before I apply, "competetive" is all that it says and I don't want to apply for something if the pay is too low.
apply for both.
When they won't give a dollars range - they are probbably fairly flexible. But I would add a required salary range if there is a place for it .
sj, maybe some preaddressed and stamped postcards (addressed to you, of course)? Some artsy, some funny, and maybe a pack of those postcards she can peel'n'stick one of her own photos onto.
Nora, I emailed you back.
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Good ideas, JZ. I want to get her a bunch of cute little things like that, but I was also hoping for something more like a keepsake. She doesn't wear much jewellery, so that is pretty much out, but there has to be some nice way to honor nearly twenty-three years of friendship and let her know that I will always be around.
Crud.
Big waves of dread just slammed me regarding my mom. I just remembered that not only did I forget my cell phone at home, but that is the number the hospital has if they need to reach me. I did tell mom that I forgot my phone, but I doubt that translated into her telling her nurse my work number.
I know I could call the nurse's station and tell them, but then that means I'm a total worry wart instead of just a spaz. Gahhhhhhhhh.
This is what happens when I treat it all like it is no big deal and then I realize that any time there is a procedure there are risks. I can't allow myself to worry before hand cause I just plain don't have time to worry, but then it crashes into me and my brain goes kapluey.
If I were to have a boychild today, I would be hard pressed not to name him Damien, which I probably wouldn't, but my lord would I be tempted. I mean, I like the name anyway, but...
I feel ya. If I had a baby in a hurrichane I'd have to do that name too.
I know I could call the nurse's station and tell them, but then that means I'm a total worry wart instead of just a spaz. Gahhhhhhhhh.
If would help you to alleviate the stress you should just go ahead and call. I mean, it's your Mom! You're totally allowed to worry.
What, lisah said. Call the nurses station; you will feel better if you do.
