Elvis Parsley and Dolly Parsnip

No they did not!

YAY for JZ's dad!

Yeah, that sounds like mixed news for your roommate, meara.

News for the distance learning front - I had my first online office hours webconferences today. The first was for my two organic sections at the university (100+ students). One of the showed up for a minute to ask a question, then left, and I wound up spending the rest of the three hours reading a book at my desk with my headphones on. I did get to see a picture of my student's dog, so there is that.

Right now I'm in a lull in my community college section, but I had 5 of 17 students hang out for an hour earlier, so that was fun. I ♥ older students.

Yay JZ's dad!

I love all the animal names.

Hosting the zoom sessions for the faculty who can't share their screen is taking a lot of energy. I have tomorrow off from it, so that is good! I need a break.

I also have one faculty member who is about to drive me around the bend on zoom. She is just meeting with us, but the way she says and interprets things is just so off. She is so nice, but she talks around in circles, is super anxious, and answers not quite the questions asked. We were in two meetings together today and I was ready to jump through the screen and choke her. But she is really a great lady- I think I just miss my old boss who would shut her down and make her cut to the chase, rather than my new maybe boss who wants to give her academic freedom and lead her to the right decision.

Also, Petunia HATES when I am on zoom and jumps on my face.

Yay for JZ's dad! And patience and diligence to all of us dealing with this strange new world. I don't know whether to wish it continues long (as opposed to short and gone)or a quicker and better end to the lockdowns. Just--may we all be safe in shelter and do the best we can.

I am having a cocktail.

I just realized if I'm going to have bread at breakfast tomorrow, it's going to be store-bought. LAME.

I guess I could make biscuits in the morning.

I just set up the last of my oatmeal to soak overnight for tomorrow's lunch. Whee!

I made a pot of masoor dal for dinner and ate it with more naan than I probably needed, but hey!

My dad had an increase in anxiety and had to have his fentanyl upped, but he is still on track to be extubated as soon as tomorrow, so that's good.

Less good is that my aunt, his older sister, super wants to be the boss of everything WRT notifications of friends and family and who and how and it is starting to make me stabby. I am the designated family liaison, you are not, and NO, I'm not going to spend half my day sending group texts to 150 of his fellow Rotarians to update them on every time he burps because I STILL HAVE A FUCKING JOB.

Only I said it waaaaaaaay more diplomatically than that, and immediately afterward my mom called me to say, "You are so good, that was masterful." I haven't spent the last decade working for tunnel-visioned heart surgeons for nothing, Mom, but, truthfully, the validation is very comforting.

I can't believe my mom spent 13 years married to and intimately involved with this family. They're not necessarily bad people per se, but they are definitely nuts, and definitely conspiring to nuttify me (except one weirdo bookish cousin whom I bonded with very young and am re-bonding with now, and that is lovely and the only saving grace of having to manage all this).

meara-ing:

Jesse--go biscuits. Choose biscuits.

-t: Yay advance oatmeal planning!

shrift: Yay understanding bosses who don't want to be how they make you quit!

sj: Yay cocktails!

Matt: Sympathy pangs--not that I have anything as technically complicated as what you're dealing with, but I'm definitely spending twice as long wrestling with tech issues that would be trivial if I were at my desktop at work but are now 8-dimensional nightmares.

Everyone else: I am full of martini and can't be coherent, but I love each and every one of you so desperately much.