Thanks. Lots of good suggestions. There was a mistake that is at the heart of this but an apology was issued as soon as it was identified and when corrective measures were suggested they were dismissed and everything went to shit.

I'd love to just not deal but it is a family thing. Not ready to have that tie completely cut yet. Yet.

Woot! Neighbors are moving!

I got a message from my doctor's office that my cholesterol levels are borderline and they'd like me to eat less red meat, fried foods, and oils, and check levels in 6 months. I already eat little meat and fried foods, of course; I'm pretty sure my cholesterol levels are hereditary. Also, I'm living proof that you can TOO be a skinny, reasonably active person with bad blood numbers!

I'm sorry, Aimee and the Miracleborns.

Jesse, so sorry about your dad.It is sobering, especially when mine is...I don't know, Mr. Annoying. ita, someday I hope there is a true solution for your problems.

The potato salad I was worried would be not enough was still more than we needed. I am no judge of potato salad requirements for groups.

Oh ita, your doctors drive me up the wall. How have you not taken a weapon to any of them yet? I get the advantage of not driving, but does he see the gaping downside that comes with it?

I know I was a flake last time, but I can run errands tomorrow or Sunday if you need it.

A bigass storm rolled through the valley. It's reached the hospital where Hubby is. He says he's got a redtailed hawk perched on his windowsill waiting out the rain.

Lots of change coming. New boss, not an interim. Losing seasonal gardener. Losing intern, hopefully who will become new seasonal gardener and then hopefully a full time assistant. Volunteer to become new intern. I need to clean my office and get my house in order before new boss starts. Hah.

If all things work out, I'll still have a seasonal and an intern by mid-July. Meeting new boss on the 11th, but I don't know when he's starting. New boss is buddies with ED, so nervous but excited and relieved. Excited because this admin shit is killing me. It's nice to be in an air conditioned office, but I do so little paperwork that it takes longer than it really should. Because I'm always outside. Working. Nervous because buddies with ED could mean a dramatic shift in priorities (from the focus of a horticultural institute to hey! I'm just the gardening grunt maintaining the grounds around a bunch of sculpture! Because I believe that if grants weren't dependent upon a professional staff, he'd replace me with a contractor because he cares fuck all about the gardens --except that I'm positive that once he saw what a contractor did to the grounds, he'd flip his shit and go back to professional staff).

Wow, Connie. That must be amazing to see.