Here are somethings I love about Steph, whom I have only met once.

She is very smart and witty.
She knows from punctuation.
She shares her awesome drug knowledge with us, helping us hundreds of times over.
She has awesome hair (which, ok, maybe she had nothing to do with, BUT GO STEPH PARENT HAIR GENES!)
Her smile. I mean HAVE YOU SEEN HER SMILE?!?
She wore navy to her wedding
She geeks out like a pro.
She was brave and strong and put herself out there in the world to meet Tim.
She embraces hyperbole.

She shares her awesome drug knowledge with us, helping us hundreds of times over.

I love meara's whole list, but this one bears repeating as it speaks to so much giving and wisdom.

I love that Steph is so good to her fur-creatures...and has always been kindhearted towards mine.

I love that she included superheroes in her wedding.

I love that she shares cool gluten free recipes that are relevant to my interests.

I love that she loves goofy photos and shares them so that I can love them too.

I love that when I have been really, truly scared about my health, she has offered practical, caring advice.

I have basically $17 to spend at Novica, with coupon and credit, so help me pick.

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Ugh. My friend was supposed to come to town this weekend (she used to live in the Midwest and moved about 5 hours away, almost a year ago). But this is the third time she's said she's coming and then bailed at the last minute. I'm having a hard time not responding to her texts of "oh, I'm sick, I'm going to take a little nap before I come" and then claiming two hours after supposedly leaving that she's puked and doesn't want to make me sick....yeah. I'm so sure you're concerned about my health. Grr. I mean, I made alternate plans since I didn't trust her, but I really did want to see her and have fun!

I like the carved pendant.

meara, I hope your "friend" gets over herself. Or this illness. Whichever.

Darlings, I have this urge to send you lots of virtual hugs - packing the vibes full of the strong, vibrant kind of love Harvey gives so fiercely when he's burrowing under sweaters to snuggle. Well, for some of you, it is more like the gentle, amazing warmth of Sammie's kind of love, where she sits near me, and I can see her whiskers vibrating because she is purring and I know this is her loving me as much as Harvey does without needing to be touched.

Steph, I can't think of more things to add to the lists of extolling your awesomeness. that's because I have a migraine, not because we reached the limits of your awesomeness.

Sorry things are not great now,steph.

So my story: I go through recruit teen volunteers 3 x a year. It takes a lot of geese juggling, duck nibbling, and dealing with the stupid t get it done. Then I train them. and the next week - even though there are lot of details to deal with - I do almost nothing. Not just at work, but everywhere. And I don't fell good about it, but I can't seem to get past it. So I am vaguely in the I suck phase. And I feel bad for talking about it , because it is stupid.

Connie - ask about computer access now - or anything else. Your viking might not need it right away , but we can get you info and maybe help from afar.

And your friend might be fun meara , but at the moment i don't like her.

the lists of extolling your awesomeness.

You guys are awesome. You really made my evening.

I booked my plane tickets for the on-campus interview. There weren't too many flights available -- there are just a few flights each day into and out of the airport here, and since this is less than two weeks away, a lot of them were already full -- so I'm going to have to miss a few more classes than I'd planned on, but my officemate said that she'd cover most of them for me. They haven't let me know yet what sort of talk they want me to prepare for the interview, if any.

And your friend might be fun meara , but at the moment i don't like her.

Yeah, I'm not too pleased with her either.

Also not pleased my throat still hurts. Grr, sickness. Went to dinner (at the "Southern-Cuban Fusion" food truck) and met up with a friend, which was fun. But now I"m home and like "I want to go dancing. Or...I could go to bed". The ice cream I just ate probably didn't help (but felt good on my throat!)