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It's also Fri-yay, which is a lovely thing. Work should be mostly quiet, we'll have our midday bitchathon meeting, and then I'll be free for two whole days, which should be lovely. Once I'm off, we're going to drive up to the Healing Path's grand opening and get some chair massages, then off to get the puppy from his camp. I don't know who's going to be happier, Yoda or us.
It seems like he's had a really good time at camp. There was a picture of him last night where he looked like he was givign them a little play bow. It was hecking adorable. The updates are always fun, too. I'm glad he likes it. That makes me feel better about leaving him for 12 days. Even so, I'm going to feel guilty about it being so long.
The weekend will be awash in games, which is exciting. I'm looking forward to playing a lot. Especially after having to cancel a bunch of games last weekend due to the stomach bug/Mounjaro combo pack.
My stomach has settled down a bit, so Mounjaro may continue to be my friend, after the cruise. If it does the job, a day and a half of feeling not great may be an acceptable trade off until I acclimate.
I got an email yesterday, sending me a welcome to the Pan Pacific Hotel, and getting any dietary restrictions or accommodations that we might need. I replied, and mentioned that I wasn't sure which type of club room we were in, City or Harbor View. The concierge said it was city view, but as they had some harborview suites still available, he could upgrade me for free if I wanted.
Did I want? Fuck yes. So now, we will be waking up to the sight of our ship coming in on Saturday morning, and it's going to be awesome.
I'm sorry we don't have more time in Vancouver. It's such a beautiful city, and we're basically going to be coming through in a whirlwind. We'll just have to go back, I suppose. What a hardship.
( We're under a week! )
Is it 4:30pm yet? I want my massage and my dog back. I'm really proud of my dog. He's done so well, and I'm so glad he's relaxed a bit at the sleepaway camp. I'm looking forward to picking him up and getting screamed at, even. He's going to get SO many cuddles this weekend as we try to store up for the long vacation. I was so convinced that this was going to be traumatic, and it really hasn't been. He's been good, and letting them give him love. Oh! Actually on his first report card yesterday, they mentioned that they took him on a nice walk, and he kept sitting down during it and giving "his little Yoda look" until they stop and pet him. I know this look well. It says "Pet me and give me a treat." He's got them wrapped around his furry little paw. I mean, he is very> cute, but normally such a little asshole.
I know Assistant Manager J is out, but I think everyone else should be in today, so I probably won't have to watch teams at all. Shame, I kind of enjoy it.
Lately we've been getting a lot of appointment requests that are just bonkers. "I'm have a horrible, life threatening diagnosis, and I need this appt to move forward with surgery, but I can only come on the second and fourth Friday of the month, between 10am and 2pm at the busiest site you have." I have facepalmed more than once looking at these requests. I'm good, but I am not a miracle worker. There are limits!
I need to do so much cooking this weekend. At least three separate batches worth of Yoda's food. I'm going to try to do one today, and if I do one on Monday or Tuesday that gives me a little bit of wiggle room to only do two on the weekend.
I have so much goat, lamb and chicken gizzards in my fridge and freezer. This dog better know how loved he is.
My house is going to smell so bad for the next few days.
6 days, y'all! I am so excited! The next week is going to drag. Especially Wednesday! I'm going to be useless at work. Just checking the clock every three minutes to see if it's 4:30 yet.
Okay, time to start figuring out my day. Everyone have a beautiful Friday!
It's also Fri-yay, which is a lovely thing. Work should be mostly quiet, we'll have our midday bitchathon meeting, and then I'll be free for two whole days, which should be lovely. Once I'm off, we're going to drive up to the Healing Path's grand opening and get some chair massages, then off to get the puppy from his camp. I don't know who's going to be happier, Yoda or us.
It seems like he's had a really good time at camp. There was a picture of him last night where he looked like he was givign them a little play bow. It was hecking adorable. The updates are always fun, too. I'm glad he likes it. That makes me feel better about leaving him for 12 days. Even so, I'm going to feel guilty about it being so long.
The weekend will be awash in games, which is exciting. I'm looking forward to playing a lot. Especially after having to cancel a bunch of games last weekend due to the stomach bug/Mounjaro combo pack.
My stomach has settled down a bit, so Mounjaro may continue to be my friend, after the cruise. If it does the job, a day and a half of feeling not great may be an acceptable trade off until I acclimate.
I got an email yesterday, sending me a welcome to the Pan Pacific Hotel, and getting any dietary restrictions or accommodations that we might need. I replied, and mentioned that I wasn't sure which type of club room we were in, City or Harbor View. The concierge said it was city view, but as they had some harborview suites still available, he could upgrade me for free if I wanted.
Did I want? Fuck yes. So now, we will be waking up to the sight of our ship coming in on Saturday morning, and it's going to be awesome.
I'm sorry we don't have more time in Vancouver. It's such a beautiful city, and we're basically going to be coming through in a whirlwind. We'll just have to go back, I suppose. What a hardship.
( We're under a week! )
Is it 4:30pm yet? I want my massage and my dog back. I'm really proud of my dog. He's done so well, and I'm so glad he's relaxed a bit at the sleepaway camp. I'm looking forward to picking him up and getting screamed at, even. He's going to get SO many cuddles this weekend as we try to store up for the long vacation. I was so convinced that this was going to be traumatic, and it really hasn't been. He's been good, and letting them give him love. Oh! Actually on his first report card yesterday, they mentioned that they took him on a nice walk, and he kept sitting down during it and giving "his little Yoda look" until they stop and pet him. I know this look well. It says "Pet me and give me a treat." He's got them wrapped around his furry little paw. I mean, he is very> cute, but normally such a little asshole.
I know Assistant Manager J is out, but I think everyone else should be in today, so I probably won't have to watch teams at all. Shame, I kind of enjoy it.
Lately we've been getting a lot of appointment requests that are just bonkers. "I'm have a horrible, life threatening diagnosis, and I need this appt to move forward with surgery, but I can only come on the second and fourth Friday of the month, between 10am and 2pm at the busiest site you have." I have facepalmed more than once looking at these requests. I'm good, but I am not a miracle worker. There are limits!
I need to do so much cooking this weekend. At least three separate batches worth of Yoda's food. I'm going to try to do one today, and if I do one on Monday or Tuesday that gives me a little bit of wiggle room to only do two on the weekend.
I have so much goat, lamb and chicken gizzards in my fridge and freezer. This dog better know how loved he is.
My house is going to smell so bad for the next few days.
6 days, y'all! I am so excited! The next week is going to drag. Especially Wednesday! I'm going to be useless at work. Just checking the clock every three minutes to see if it's 4:30 yet.
Okay, time to start figuring out my day. Everyone have a beautiful Friday!
