Seriously, it's a bad, bad, bad office plan. I mean, good for gregarious extroverts,

I am such, and I think that it's a bad, bad office plan. The lurkers are supporting you in email.

As some may remember, my 92 year old mother injured her leg a few weeks ago. It got infected, but the infection was taken care of by appropriate antibiotic and she is now healing nicely. The thing his, she has an acquaintance (soon to be an ex-acquaintance) who is overly fond drama. acquaintance, who is without medical training, offered medical advice. My mother, wisely, chose to ignore said acquaintance and follow the treatment plan prescribed by her doctors and nurses. Acquaintance instantly put 2 & 2 together and derived 2 billion. Mom is 92 yes? And infections are serious for the elderly? And Ruth decided to ignore said acquaintances wisdom yes? So therefore Ruth is dying, if not already dead.

So drama loving acquaintance has spread the rumor throughout our small town that my Mom is dying, and by now probably dead. I've done what I can to scotch it but there is no way truth can outrun a rumor. Not doubt the whole not being dead thing will spread through the same channel with time, but in the meantime I've had to reassure a number of people than Ruth is alive and well.

If it wasn't for the fact that she needs medically to stay off that leg for a while yet, I'd try to talk her into doing a zombie walk.

Oh that sounds so annoying Typo.

Connie I'm glad you had a good dream about your Hubby.

I started my day, well not my whole day just the going to work part locking myself out of the house. Luckily a living room window was unlocked and I got help from a neighbor - I used her lawn chair to clamor through the window. I felt very much like Winnie the Pooh getting stuck in door.

Then work just went kind of down hill plus I'm all bloaty and have cramps (and am weepy) from PMS. at least I think that's what it is.

I keep feeling like I need a day off from my day off and my two days off next week are packed.

If it wasn't for the fact that she needs medically to stay off that leg for a while yet, I'd try to talk her into doing a zombie walk.

I'd be tempted to rent or borrow a wheelchair, decorate it such that it looks like it is made of bones and make it a zombie roll.

askye, I'm sorry you had an icky day.

make it a zombie roll.

I immediately went to a bad sushi place. and if you think about it, all sushi could be considered a zombie roll, except it's not moving, so maybe not.

except it's not moving,

Oh, in Japan they'll serve it to you moving. It's called "dancing shrimp."

My friend who taught English there had an experience with it.

typo, I'm glad your mom is doing well! Zombie walk would be funny.

askye, at least you were able to get into the house relatively easily...? Sorry the day was cruddy. PMSing just makes everything harder.

So, I was up at 5am, and now it's 8am and I'm going back to bed. This does not bode well for the weekend. But it's raining, so I wasn't going anywhere anyway.

That dream is a wonderful gift, Connie.

So much for structurally sound teeth. Despite what the dentist said a piece of molar broke off today. So far it doesn't hurt but I can't call until Monday.