Friday, November 27, 2009

Friday!! Oh, wait...

Today has been weird. It's Friday, but, I'm still going to work tomorrow. And it feels like Sunday. So, in the spirit of disconnectedness, we'll commence with Friday Fragments...
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I was done with rounds and notes by NINE AM today. It effing ROCKED. It's been a light load over the holiday. But I'm quite certain the rest of the weekend will suck. We'll be out of beds by the morning.
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I was reading everyone's Facebook updates this morning before I went to work, and read the details of my crazy friends who had been shopping all night or were sitting for hours out in the cold, and I thought, hmm. I wonder how many suicidal Black Friday shoppers we'll get today...
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I took the opportunity of the early dismissal to finally get my knee checked out. Damn thing started hurting last Tuesday (so, like, ten days ago), and for the LIFE of me I cannot figure out what the hell I did to it. I was sick Monday, and the next morning I woke up and my knee was all swollen. So, fine, I finally went to the Family Medicine urgent care clinic today. And I have a very distinct clicking in my left knee that says I presumptively have a torn meniscus. I kind of already knew that. Which is part of why I put off going to the doctor. But, she said it'll probably heal itself. So motrin, no gym, watchful waiting for two weeks. If it still hurts, then we'll let the orthopods get involved.
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Read this. I stumbled upon it today. I'd love to hear more of her story. Except, I think it might make me want to vomit.
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I got home around noon after work/doc/Walgreens, and my dog wasn't home. I thought that was a little weird. But then I noticed her leash was gone, and I figured that she probably didn't take herself for a walk. Sure enough, the dog walker returned her about ten minutes later.
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Immediately prior to that, I got pulled over by the local constabulary. Who was like, your plate is expired, ma'am. I said, no, see, they transferred my plates. But then they sent me this other plate in the mail, which, I don't quite get...and then I handed him the license plate. He didn't quite know what to do with that. He didn't write me up. It's a long story that probably has something to do with someone at the dealership checking the wrong box when I bought Joe, but I'll try to get it straightened out next week. Sigh.
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From the Ralphie May comedy special I'm watching right now: "But in Hollywood, they won't call her white trash. They call her bipolar."
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I'm hoping to find my Christmas decorations tomorrow. We'll see how that turns out.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Went down to my dungeon last night and watched an old christmas movie with tom arnold about Santaville and it's problems----cute, nice, and light hearted, uplifting-----

while watching TV knitted on my jitterbug socks---got one to within 10 rows of closing the toe. Yay!


down to wire with decos, cleaning, in preparation for 14 gals for a potluck lunch wednesday. All 5 trees up and looking good

been invited to a "mincemeat party" that was sooo much fun last year that a repeat performance was created----fun, fellowship and "fincement"

I guess I am OK----DH is liking his oxygen which is helping him be LESS CRABBY-----Scrooge and Grinch have nothing on him

bought myself a new camera---and liking it so far ( don't know nuthin about it yet)
Canon Power shot

Anonymous said...

oh yeah, it was me in the comments above

Enjoy Carol

penguinshrink said...

I love the Ralphie May comment!