Tuesday, September 27, 2016

The last day off

   So, I took a couple of vacation days in conjunction with my birthday.  I just twiddled my thumbs thru about 4 hours of waiting to have new tires put on my car.  Of course, as a knitter, when I twiddle my thumbs I'm making something.  I've worked up to the set up rows for the lace edge on the EZ 100th Anniversary Camping half-circle shawl.  I'd been plugging away at this, just a few rows here & there almost every day this past week, with a few more done daily during my vacation.  I'm soooo close to the end!
   My birthday was lovely.  We all went out to the Smyrna IHOP (can't stand the local one!) and I had a garden omelet that was covered in about 3 servings of steamed broccoli (one of my favorite veggies).  After, the Plaidman took me over to the Target, 'coz one of my coworkers said they carry the filter replacements for our Keurig.  While there we did the obligatory birthday shopping, me coming away with 3 new pretties for the wardrobe, a new pair of suede slippers, and two necklaces from the clearance rack.  DiscoDame also shopped, but at Rue 21, buying herself some green and fuchsia jeans.  And when she caught up to us at Target, she got some bling from the clearance rack too.  Then we went home to digest our big breakfast (Disco actually took a nap!  I should have, since I fell asleep over my knitting!).  Much later, to no one's surprise, we went out again for a meal.  Our hearts were set on the meat & 3 place over on Murfreesboro, but they weren't open.  So, we looked around and saw the Ruby Tuesday -- and we hadn't visited there in a coon's age, so that sounded good.  Plaidman & I both had the herb seasoned tilapia, pretty good but not front page news.  Disco got a dish of ravioli, supposed to be 5 cheese, but man what a good sauce that had on it.  Disco often scrapes off most of the sauce, this time not as much, but there was still some extra which I scooped up & slathered on my grilled zucchini -- yummy!  Slept well that night (code for "food coma ensued").
   I got a little crazy over at Knit Picks, ordered some birthday yarn and a couple of books -- BTW, the fall book sale is on, if you want to expand your knitting library.  The other stuff I've been doing on the computer is Plants Vs. Zombies -- Disco finally got around to installing it again!
   And last night I stayed up & watched the presidential debate.  The Plaidman read an article by a language analyst, who reviewed all Trump's public speaking for the last 4 years.  The analyst's conclusion was that Trump speaks on a fifth-grade level.  I was so waiting to hear him address his opponent as "crooked Hillary", but he managed not to do so.  Some pundit said all Trump had to do was show up and not tell dick jokes, and he could consider it a win.  Boy, it was close!  La Donald, divorced how many times?, said he wanted to say something nasty about the Clintons but had too much respect for Chelsea.  Got news, Donald:  Bill isn't running for office.  

Monday, September 19, 2016

I got nothin'

  I think I've got the "meh" when it comes to the blog.  I've tried to start a post like, three times, without a clue as to what to say.  I was hoping to be able to visit Texas again, either this month or next, but Sis has bigger fish to fry just now.  Just as well, I haven't made much progress on Miss A's halter top. The weekend saw me working on the EZ 100th Anniversary Pi - half circle Camping shawl.  I think I got five rows done.  I just don't know if it is something my nephew's wife would appreciate.
  I am hanging in there in my new position (I think), with lots of time working in the billing program -- something I rarely used before.  The super would like me to work up some mini-tutorials for our monthly meetings, but I'm leaning more toward discussion of the out of the ordinary reports with an eye to figuring out how to code them.  I've seen that the 2017 ICD10 CM will have codes for the GIST specimens.  That's good.  The coders have come to the conclusion that all the pathologists must have attended the same seminar on Obfuscation as a Means to Keep From Having to Make an Actual Diagnosis.  And we still have the ever-popular clinical "indications" that bear no relation to the specimens submitted, like facial itching as the clinical info for a urine specimen.  O-o-o-o kay......
  Our parking lot (at work, not at home) is being repaved, as in scraped down to the dirt, steam-rollered, and rebuilt from the ground up.  The building management has given us a lot down the street, with shuttle service to & from, but the lot's gravel and goodness knows whether there's handicap parking near the shuttle stop.  So the Plaidman gets up early every day to ride to work with me, then take the car home & come back later to pick me up.  It's pretty odd for me to have someone else in the car while I'm driving to work.  I've asked him to do the evening driving, as my eyes are really tired by then.  I also asked him if he could see the bumper of the car in front of us.  He pulls up so close at the lights or just in heavy traffic!  I asked him if he really trusted the brakes on the car behind ours; if not, could he please stop a little further back.  He mostly remembered to do that tonight, but I doubt it'll become a habit.  Old dog can't learn new tricks.