Y'all, I have been running from meeting to meeting all day, including literally. I haven't gotten that many emails today, but I had four voicemails! This is not normal. My last meeting, the people called to say they were here so I could let them in, I hung up, my phone rang immediately. So I thought it was still them? No! It was someone else who wanted to talk to me!

Stop wanting to talk to me, people!!!!!

Stop wanting to talk to me, people!!!!!

Especially on Friday afternoon!

The Coast Guard does get to shoot now and then, mostly at smugglers who are trying to outrun them in speedboats and whatnot. But most services have a lot of jobs that are non-combat support.

(When I look at the difference in my brothers, it's the one who went ROTC who is definitely more successful, even if they're identical twins.)

Hubby was Coast Guard, he did shoot and get shot at.

In Florida they deal with drug smugglers, and get to guard Mar-A-Lago when the idiot is in residence.

My nephew just took the aptitude test to apply to be a radio operator for the Coast Guard (it's what his mother does.) He failed this time, but so did everyone else?? He's now thinking about taking French until he can retake it.

Timelies all!

It's Friday. Not that the weekend will be all that relaxing, with Mr.S being a 3 year old....

He's now thinking about taking French until he can retake it.

Is it in French, or do you just get like, bonus points on your application, or is he just going to take French for fun while he waits?

I had my first PT appointment today! Granted, he (and I) can't do much besides ice it and flex a bit, but he did do a little testing of how my foot (as opposed to my ankle) moves, and so on. So that was good. Made a whole bunch of appointments in the coming weeks. I'm sorta feeling like "fuck work! I'll go to PT when I want!"

Tonight my friends are supposed to be playing poker at a private cigar club another friend is a member of. I want to be there, hanging out with my friends, but I also don't want to put real clothes on, call a Lyft, hobble up the stairs, come home smelling like smoke...bleh.

PT good. Do everything you can to help recovery. Sorry that everything takes so much more effort.

Random amusement: I went and got myself a box of wine and when the clerk asked me for ID I asked her if I was getting a senior discount. She looked so confused.

Random delight: Fixing dinner from what I found around the kitchen resulted in angel hair pasta with broccoli, langostinos, pumpkin seeds, and dried cranberries in a lemon pepper and olive oil sauce.

Random quandary: The jazz station I picked based on my search for Holiday Jazz has had a nice assortment of Christmas jazz and swing vocals prompting me to wonder if they thought I was searching for Billie Holiday type jazz and not just holiday jazz.