First mammogram today. So that was awkward, unpleasant and unfortunately the most action I've gotten in a while.

My mum said she'd investigated her new diabetes medication, and found some site where this woman's done research on the timing of taking said medication and when would be most effective (which, one of the times turned out to be 2pm). Mum started taking her meds at these non-doctor-prescribed times and said that her blood sugar levels improved drastically. Yay!

I made a really really GIRLY scream earlier. I found a very dead mouse on top of my dresser, where Spare Cat has been hanging out of late. I'm not particularly scared of mice, it was the unexpectedness that threw me, right next to my clean underwear and good makeup, et cetera.

It's the unexpectedness that always gets you (me). Although I was proud of myself the other day when I walked face first into an active spider web. It probably had more to do with my immediate need to not have spiders get into my mouth than naturally resisiting screaming like a banshee. I did twitch after, full-body.

Haven't seen any black and yellows, disappointingly, but my goodness, the spined mycrantheas are out in full force this year.

Hmm. Those are not Jamaican shirts. I have no idea except I do understand why I never gave them away--they're not particularly anything. One's really small and one's for an eight year old. I have no idea why they're in my possession.

Sitting around waiting for a prescription for pain meds--took a week to get the first one, and it was written wrong, so...back to the well. I'm sure the doctor will be pissy about expecting a quick turnaround but there's only a short window in which I can actually take it to the pharmacy, so it's not like I can give him a lot of lead time on "dude, you wrote it wrong". I do need to turn that around quickly, AND I RUN OUT TOMORROW.

I requested the script last week, for fuck's sake.

IV pharmacy hasn't scheduled delivery of the meds for Sunday yet either. You'd think medicine was some optional luxury business.

Haven't seen any black and yellows, disappointingly

They're ALL IN OHIO. Holy crap, are they ever.

ita,

wow! sorry about needing to apologize, but good for you for doing it!

Julie, would you have been as wary about the intern candidate if you hadn't know anything about the school? I would leave the school consideration out of it and judge solely by the interview and anything else disclosed by the candidate.

If you are interested in giving the person a chance, but think you can't do it do to supervision, perhaps suggest ways in which the person can do short-term internships or volunteer a weekend here or there so you can assess his characteristics? Don't know.

le nub, I was really freaking stoked about this potential intern until the transition coordinator flaked on me about confirming our appointment, and I looked up the school. The plan was to get this kid, who wasn't ready for college but was interested in learning about public horticulture, train him up, set him loose as an independent agent, someone to be relied on while still giving him valuable education.

Like I said, if we got him for just one day a week with constant supervision and guidance, I could get a better feel for him, and maybe we could up his days. But I don't know if the school he's a part of can accomodate that. It's a year-round program, and, honestly, his transition coordinator seems quite flaky. And I'd love to give this guy a chance. There were moments when he seemed quite sharp, noticing our signature tree and being quite taken with the sculptures on the grounds. I suppose a probationary period wouldn't be untoward.

He's got college plans, community first, but he's interested in art and architecture. I'd love to be the one to give him a leg up, but I'm afraid he'll be a burden on our small staff.

We'll see how references go (he does teach snowboarding to kids) and if his school is willing to accomodate a limited schedule. But the reality is, altruism aside, we need peeps who can be trained once, maybe twice, and kicked out of the nest. Everyone will get the handholding for every new task, but it needs to be that they can then continue independently after that.

That said, if I hadn't discovered the type of school he was in, I would have had serious reservations after meeting him.

Oh dear -- I am already exhausted from basically hanging out with my mother all day. (And moving shit around and making 100 cupcakes, but still.) Tomorrow should be good times.