No, I haven't been kidnapped by aliens.
I've just been working CRAZY hours, trying to get caught up with everything. Plus, one of our doctors just had her baby, so I needed to get all of her dictation caught up so when the other docs see her patients, they'll have all of her notes.
I'm not writing about politics because I am in total political fatigue--and it's only April. Many, many moons to go before they all SHUT UP.
Other than that... I've been watching an online "flame war" unfold with utter fascination. No, I'm not telling where it is or what it's about. But it has spilled across three bulletin boards and e-mail lists, and it's like watching a multi-car pile-up on a foggy freeway, in some ways. I have not publicly taken sides... but let's just say it's not too hard to see who's been drinking the nastyjuice for breakfast, and I have no time for nasty people.
In other news... long story a whole lot shorter, I actually won tickets to see (can you guess) the Moody Blues--in Nashville. So I'm using my frequent flyer miles to get there, and Kerry is flying in to meet me. We're meeting up with some other fans there, and should have a jolly good time. Kerry likes the Moody Blues but has never been to one of their concerts. She is for a treat.
And for any of you Moody fans who are watching... a few more pretty pictures. Enjoy!
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Busy is right! Not even time for coffee...
In my own way, me too. Been moving friends' parents from Lake Isabella to here. The only thing on me that doesn't hurt is my hair. Glad you're back, Oh Beach
In my own way, me too. Been moving friends' parents from Lake Isabella to here. The only thing on me that doesn't hurt is my hair. Glad you're back, Oh Beachy one.
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