{{Katie}} Take care of yourself.

Today was a varied day. Brandy slipped and fell in the pool. I didn't see it happen, but I'm certain she didn't go in on purpose because the top of her head was wet and she doesn't go under when she goes in on her own. And she has never gone in except to play with us. B Jr. has strep, as does his GF. Ah, young love. Poor kid was 102.7 with seriously yucky throat. At least a doc friend responded to my text and called in a script for me. The good stuff was finishing my Christmas tree which looks quite lovely. And made yummy stir fry dinner after doing my dishes. I cook often, but I am not very good about dishes.

I think it is time for wine.

Hey Hil, thanks for the rec on the Tofurkey italian sausage. Way better than the Morningstar. I had it tonight with pasta and a quick thrown-together tomato sauce. Yum.

Cool. The Tofurky brats are also really good. Made with actual beer.

I feel like any time I post is complaining stuff or health stuff. But some work~ma would be appreciated muchly. I'm really behind on something and I keep putting it off and I need to not do that.

Doctor's appointment went well, the doctor is referring me to a urologist, I'm supposed to hear from them about an appointment. So that will mean more tests but hopefully something.

I have one, but I don'ty wear it cause it comes untied.

!, Katerina. I hate accidents. Keep safe ~ma.

libkitty, gazillions of keepingittogether~ma. And I'm so, so sorry, but I think that what you're doing for the bride is wonderful. {{{}}}

In other, better news: cancelled dentist appointment (on their behalf) remind me that today starts an awesome series of lectures in HUJI, on happiness in different religions: Islam, Christianity, Judaism and Druze.

I'm happy for the opportunity to go there.

Much getting better and car~ma for you, Katie Bee.

Much work~ma for you, askye.

Andi, it sounds like you did totally the right thing regarding contacting the supervisor. Good on ya, and I hope that situation calms down asap.

Other, saner coworkers think it is pointless to talk to the D's supervisor about the crappy things that she does, because he has as of yet taken no action that involved more than jaw-flapping. I am of the opinion that if each and every one of us who observe D being unprofessional in some way tell him, eventually he will get sick of having such an unprofessional, potentially abusive twit doing that job. Also, if everyone tells him stuff, it will look less like any given one of us has a personal grudge against her. I, myself, have found myself saying less to him about D than I might have wanted, as I had applied for the job, when they hired her instead.

That does sound like an awesome lecture series, Shir.

I don't know much about the Druze. On my first group trip to Israel, we visited a Druze village, and we went to this house that had the front room set up as a sort of visitors' center, and we ate Druze food while some of them told us about their religion and culture, but it wasn't really under circumstances where anybody was paying much attention. (We'd had a hike that morning that was much more challenging than we'd been told. If the leader had given me an honest description of the trail, I would have honestly said that I couldn't do it, but what she described to me was much easier than what was actually there. About twenty minutes in, my knee just gave out, on the side of a mountain. The group was going down the mountain, but with the way my knee had gotten screwed up, up was way easier than down, so I went back up to the bus with one of the guards while everybody else finished the hike. I got dehydrated on the way back up. Everybody else was exhausted by the time they finished the hike, because it was supposed to be just a morning hike, then over to the Druze for lunch, but it ended up taking until 3 in the afternoon, with no food. One guy, who actually knew enough Hebrew to have read the warning sign if he had bothered to actually look at it, leaned against an electrified fence. So, by the time we got to the Druze place, we were all pretty much in "Give us couches and food!" mode. And they did have couches and food, but also education, and we were all a bit too tired and hungry to really pay attention.)

I say! I'm watching Jeeves & Wooster, season 1. Hmm, I wonder where I got that idea from.

Jeeves still wakes me up in the morning. i love it.