I've had bosses who don't realize their email is time stamped.

One sent an email that had been written two days before, but didn't clear the outbox until 7 PM on a Friday.

Came in Monday and tried to yell at people for not doing the work before they left Friday.

Real class.

Steph, I hate your GYN's office. Seriously.

My OB-GYN is made of the awesome. And I say that as someone who really really really didn't want to go to her because I thought she was cursed. And given how early I gave birth, maybe she was cursed (and she had lots of babies she had delivered in the NICU) but she also saved my life.

When I went back for my annual exam, she was strongly in the "no really. how are you actually doing?" line of questioning. And the ladies in her office are made of win.

Trees like 70 degrees too: [link]

Xpost with F2F thread:

From the Mpls StarTribune:

Summer...officially begins at 6:59 CDT p.m. Friday.

This is the first time since 1896 - 112 years - that the summer solstice in the Northern Hemisphere has occurred before June 21, according to the William M. Staerkel Planetarium at Parkland College in Champaign, Ill.

According to the science-advocacy website www.earthsky.org, the time of the summer solstice is officially 11:59 p.m. June 20 Coordinated Universal Time as measured at the prime meridian at Greenwich, England.

So 7 PM Friday in Madison is Solstice time!

See, and I've read (on the internet, so you KNOW it's true!) that the "child-sized speculum" doesn't actually exist, and doctors just say they're using a smaller one so that the patient will relax.

There are indeed such things as a pediatric-sized speculums. I have seen them with my very own eyes. Their existence makes me want to cry, but they do exist.

That said, using them on an adult would be pointless, because they wouldn't allow for visualization of the adult cervix--they're way too short and narrow.

See, and I've read (on the internet, so you KNOW it's true!) that the "child-sized speculum" doesn't actually exist, and doctors just say they're using a smaller one so that the patient will relax.

I was going to say I'd ask my mom about this the next time I spoke to her, but Jen came in and gave a first hand answer.

(My mom is OB/GYN, btw, hence my asking my mom)

for those who wondered, the party turned out really well, I had a good time. I'm almost finished packing and I'm fucking exhausted. I would like to believe that I'm going to bed earl tomorrow, but who am I kidding, there are Buffistae! I'm lucky if I can get to bed before 3.

Kat's OB/GYN is my favourite too. Saving a friend's life will give you that ranking but quick.

Happy birthday, PMM!

I have to say, those posters are...well, I can totally see the disturbance factor? Disembodied sexual parts are rarely for the win in my world. Especially when they're played for the happy shiny unicorn.

I am still freaked out by the general timbre of the dreams I've been having for months. I'd really like to stop dreaming I'm a fuckup who's ruining everyone else's parties. I know I'm not--that's why I don't *go* to anyone else's parties.

This morning, I think MM's work phone was forwarded to my home. 3, count them THREE phone calls at 5:25, 5:33, 5:40 am. Of course I have no phone in bedroom, so I let the machine get it. No message left any time. So, it rings again at 5:45, thinking someone died back east, I rush to the living room to answer. "Hello?" "click". WTF? Angry, I go back to bed. 6:02, they call back! WTFx2! Again with the click. So groggy. Then Realtor calls from TX. OK. cool, but hello! Time difference!!

Then the phone just would not stop. All morning. :: sigh :: not much energy to pack today. But I did go to the bank and get things rolling for change of address, and found out the credit union can help should I buy a place, even though they aren't based in TX. Oh, and I got my final CA hair cut.

As for the girly bits discussion, um, I think it best if us guys just STFU lest we say something stupid.