OK, so this is a from a performance report from the stage manager:

Bobo lost some feathers from his loincloth. Repaired with hot glue during Chapter 10

I dunno, it just sounds painful... hotmelt glue gun...loincloth.... ow!

Put the sugar down. Now step away slowly.

But..but... it's so YUMMY!! (slurps straw as it's almost empty)

Maybe someone told her "And Susan will be your admin."

I don't think it was that, just that the program at her former hospital was structured differently, so she *expected* me to be in the same role as her admin back in Arizona.

We're going to meet tomorrow to go over things in greater detail. I'm going to try to draw clear boundaries, because I *do* do a lot of general admin-support work for the department as a whole. It's just to me there's a clear difference between booking rooms for classes and meetings or setting up HIPAA training for the new groups of interns and keeping someone's calendar or typing their letters.

Susan, this is a good thing. She was treating you clerically because she thought that was your role, and she's picked up that it's not, and she wants to understand better what you actually are there for. It's important to play a good defensive game tomorrow, but really, I'd take this meeting as an encouraging sign.

Kristin, that is the best email ever. So cute! I forget, how old are your students?

It almost makes me want to stop procrastinating and plan out my lessons for the week. Brings back some excitement. We had long weekend status here in NY (did other teachers get off, or were we rare in that luck?) and I'm having a hard time disconnecting from my weekend. I should be entering grades, at the very least.

Aimee, that tenant situation is a bit freaky. I hope that it gets dealt with in a satisfactory manner. Like the removal of limbs from people who threaten nice people with death, perhaps. Unless that's too cruel-and-unusual?

I agree with the class that the job description request is a good sign. And that keeping a personal calendar is very different from administrating group things.

As far as I know Meg is breaking up with the asshat. I'm assuming this apology is his hail-mary to get her back. I'm fairly certain he doesn't care if we respond or not.

And now that I think about it, the calendar issue may have come up the way it did because our Acting Director had asked me to set up a few meetings for New Director before she arrived so she'd meet the various important hospital mucky-mucks. Which again, to me, is very different from keeping a calendar day in and day out, but I can see why she, never having seen my job description, would've go the idea it was to be an ongoing thing.

Also the only thing that makes me think he meant each apology individually is that he took the time to change the salutation at the top of each one. If he knew that we knew that we were all getting the same apology he could have adressed it to "dear Meg's family" and sent them all at the same time.

I'm glad you have the meeting set up to iron out her expectations so you're both on the same page, Susan.

Yikes, Aimee! I think I saw that on Law and Order.

Happy birthday, omnis! Hope the sugar crash isn't too harsh.

I bet there was other stuff I wanted to say, but I've been reading in fits and starts in between cleaning my bedroom thoroughly (I wish I could say I was done. There's still vacuuming, which I procrastinate like hell on because I do hate to scare the dog (and I am an expert procrastinator who never lets an opportunity to further hone my skills go by)) and thats all my wee brain could manage to hold onto.

Happy Birthday Omnis!

::flop::

catches breath and settles stomach after 1 VERY delayed train back from Baltimore, and the slowest, screechiest, side-to-side-iest local train from 30th street ever.

and a great weekend - goodjoss came by to help me sell tickets at the festival and that was extraordinarily fun. Aside from gj (though that was a highlight), we saw a lot of friends and ate much food (not all deep-fried). I bought a necklace from a friend who had a festival booth for the first time and hoped to do really well - I'll post a photo later. Iris spent a whole day at the science center with her nanna - a close family friend in Baltimore - who she's currently calling her 'real nanna'.

We discovered this weekend by accident that she is calling everything in baltimore 'real'. Everything in Philly is 'new'. "I want to go to the real zoo. Then I want to get real pizza.' I can't blame her with the pizza. Nothing good in this neck of the woods so far.

I'm flattened - work was a huge string of problem solving sessions. Susan - good luck tomorrow, sounds like you're handling it really well.

Insomnia fairy - go bother another board. I mean it. Shoo.

And the vacuum no longer works. This is what happens when I clean.