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1 August 2001
Thursday



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Smiley Faces and Melons

I'm wearing a Wal-Mart smiley sticker on my hand. I don't know why I have such an attraction for these things, but every time I go into Wal-Mart, I ask for one and stand there very quietly and reverently watching as the greeter applies it to the back of my hand -- just like I've seen my granddaughter watch. Then I look into his eyes and smile with delight. Of course, the greeter seems to think I'm not quite all there, but . . .I have to do it. I love my Wal-Mart smileys.

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I was hoping today would be a quiet day, one where I could sit around and do some of the things I like to do -- surf the net, read a chapter, take a bubble bath - but it is looking like this isn't going to be the day for that. Although I didn't get up until nearly 7:00AM, I've been busy ever since. The time I'm spending here now seems all the more precious because it is stolen time, time when I'm doing nothing for anyone else, no matter how much they are nagging me. It's quite decadent, writing a journal entry and seeing my Wal-Mart smiley whenever I look down at the keyboard.

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The Texas summers are really getting to me these days. I hate to be out in it. My poor annuals are having a rough time of it as well. They do every summer. Strangely, some of the spontaneously erupted plants are doing quite well. I have some impatiens and petunias that planted themselves. They are thriving, perhaps because they are in pots instead of in the ground. In the back, I have a melon that has decided to grow itself. It isn't actually IN the garden, but in the lawn, near enough to the garden, though, that it has grown up in there. Already a melon, too, a good six inches so far. The jalepeno's died, the tomatoes didn't produce ANYTHING this year, but the green beans and bell peppers are doing their thing.

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Tomorrow is a work day. I've recently switched to working the back of the week, Thursday, Friday and Saturday (sometimes Sunday). Working 7AM to 7PM was much easier when I was working with the systems all day. Now, I'm on a Special Project that I don't much like. I'm redesigning and re-organizing the intranet site for Operations. About the only good thing I can say about it is that normally, a special project is the first step to a promotion. I just hope I'll be offered a technical position in Operations, not one where I have to manage people all the time.

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Guess I should end my goofing off time now. Eddie has some sort of eruption on his leg just above one of his graft sites. I noticed it this morning when I was changing his dressings. These eruptions are similar to the problem that started his eleven week stay in the hospital, so I'm taking him to the doctor TODAY. He was lucky to avoid an amputation and still isn't out of the woods. I don't want to take any chances.

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