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Sep. 14th, 2017

What's more fun than two days in a row off when you have a cold?  When you have a cold AND cramps.  Bleh.

Clearly, my body hates me.  And I ain't too fond of it right now, either.

Kent is *clearly* bringing home every germ that comes down the pike.  This is like when he was working at the hospital all over again.  How is it I can be around sick old people all the time without so much as a sniffle, but those adorable little petri dishes Kent hangs out with wreak havoc with my immune system?  It's frustrating.

In better news, in addition to dragging home the  kindegarten krud, he also brought home a new-to-us cutting board!  The school replaces them every year, and even though this one was still in the shrink wrap (!!!!), it had to be swapped out.  So, of course, he had to stain it by making some unholy guacamole-like substance while I slept last night.  Oh, well.  The point of have kitchen tools in to use them...but I'm still not thrilled with the fact that no amount of scrubbing is going to change the fack that it looks like Kermit got whacked on my new cutting board.  *sob*

I'm trying to get up the energy to tackle the mountain of produce that needs to be prepped for the freezer.  i volunteered at St. Joe's after work yesterday, and it was a slooooow day (36 people.  We usually have 60+).  And we all know I can't turn down free produce (or bread).  I know I'm going to be sosososo thankful for this when winter rolls around, but I have zero energy today,

Bell peppers won't go bad overnight, right?

Oh, and something really sweet happened yesterday.  One of the people from "Grandma" T's (she's the one who bites, routinely pees on my shoes when I'm changing her, and I love her to pieces) church family came by to see if she needed anything.

(The answer to that, btw, is always "Cookies!"  And I figure, at 99, she can have as many damn cookies as she wants.  How she manages to chew them with just three teeth, I'll never know.  But she does)

The church lady also had donations of blankets and slipper socks for the entire unit.  <3  She asked me to help her carry them in.  When we got outside, she said "I recall you told me you wear a size nine shoe, right?"

Which I do.  I don't remember her asking, but I don't remember my phone number half of the time, either.

She had a pair of black dress flats and some slip-resistant ankle boots (!!!!).  They fit perfectly.  I almost cried, because I have needed dress shoes *forever*.  How sweet of her to think of me!

She also told me when they do private worship services with her (her church family comes once or twice a month), she always asks for them to bless "that white girl who works so hard.  And brings me cookies!"   That made me giggle.  The running joke at work is the reason I don't have a nametage despite being there nine months and two weeks (but who's counting?) is  that pretty much everyone--staff, visiting nurses, and loved ones alike--refers to me as "the white girl."  It doesn't help that we now have 5 Alicias on staff (only one other who spells it correctly.  3rd shift Alicia and I bond over that).  Back when we had one on each shift,  we were just designated by when we work..

That place is so weird.

And I clearly need to get my shit together and make cookies to bring on Saturday.


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Sep. 14th, 2017 05:54 pm (UTC)
Awww, it's nice that "Grandma" T appreciates you. How lovely of the church lady to gives you shoes and boots!

I hope you feel better soon.
Sep. 14th, 2017 07:26 pm (UTC)
Ankle boots are pure love. I love that Grandma T's church family is looking after you too. <3

Feel better soon! School crud is its own amazing variety of crud, and I am so glad that I didn't catch Ringo's first round of it this fall. I think I better get a flu shot to cover my butt, though.
Sep. 15th, 2017 02:13 am (UTC)
No, bell peppers won't go bad overnight. Good luck with the prep and put up. I get tired of it at times too, but am always content to have a freezer full of home grown veggies in the winter.
Sep. 15th, 2017 09:39 am (UTC)
I think that is so sweet of that lady!!! My Alicia cousin spells her name the same way, but I have seen Aleesha a few times and Alisha...
Sep. 15th, 2017 09:57 pm (UTC)
That was awfully nice of that woman :)

I send get well vibes your way! I got a cold too :(
Sep. 15th, 2017 10:58 pm (UTC)
See, you're immune to 'old people germs' but Kent's bringing home all sorts of flavors of the 'kiddy plague' which is a whole other planet of crud, as you know. Let's see, when he comes home, he has to strip and burn his clothes outside, dive through a Purell-filled tank to come inside, then dress in clothing that's never seen someone under the age of 30. (Getting dressed again is optional, of course.) Really. It'll work. ::koff:: ;)

I know what you mean about the energy vs the produce. Yesterday and tomorrow are my 'I want to kill the asshat who wrote "I Enjoy Being a Girl"' days. Today the body was surprisingly well-behaved (thank goodness since I met with a lawyer this afternoon) but it's starting to fire up the misery machine again. Shaping up to be a 'Drink more, whine again!' night here!

And Grandma T and her church group sound like a wonderful bunch of souls. I'm glad they've adopted you. :)

(Holy cats, I think I have some size 9s in my 'rehome these' box that are in really good shape. Want me to check and send pics if yes? I generally wear 10s but occasional 9s find me when the style is right.)
Sep. 20th, 2017 05:49 pm (UTC)
Oh, bell peppers do go bad! Eventually. I got a ton of them along with cucumbers that we just couldn't eat fast enough. I hated to see them go bad, but one can only eat so much bell pepper.
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