Let's Eat Turkey In My Big Brown Shoe
One could sure get used to long weekends. Because of scheduling vagaries, this is the third long weekend I've had in a row, and I'm going to miss them. Tomorrow it's back to work on a full five-day schedule, and no let-up until Christmas, but fortunately it's also a fairly slow time of year at work, and my fellow staff members will be out at various times on extended vacations during the month of December, which means a little more variety for me as I pick up some of the slack.
Fortunately, I've got most of my extra-curricular projects out of the way until the beginning of the year. We've still got a lot of work to do on sound insulation for the theatre, but we made a crucial decision at retreat last weekend to only attempt to complete Phase I (installing the sound-deadening cotton insulation) ourselves. Given the amount of time and work it's taken us so far, staff could see that it was going to take a lot longer than we anticipated just to get this first phase accomplished, and that we would be risking burning out volunteers if we attempted the next phase on their backs. So, we'll be calling in some professional dry-wall installers to get the really heavy work done sometime in January. It means shifting resources, and reallocating funding, and so we most likely won't be able to afford some hoped-for electrical upgrades, but we can work around that, particularly since our next show is going to be lit solely by the efforts of the cast anyway.
Thanksgiving was interesting, as it was the first in about fifteen years that I've spent with one of my parents. Dale had a massive chemo session late last week, followed by reintroduction of about 7,000,000 T-cells on Monday, so he was a bit out of things. However, the docs indicate he should show steady improvement over the first seven to ten days after reinfusion, so with luck he'll be well on-the-mend. There's still another month or so of testing and monitoring to verify that the melanoma has been eradicated, but Mom says they expect to be released and back home for Christmas. Now, it's just a matter of hoping the treatment reduced the cancer level to the target fraction of a percentage that means his body's natural defenses can keep it in remission.
We ate early, which gave me time to stop in at my friend Bob and Rae's for an evening of comaraderie, and kicking actual bona fide rocket scientists asses at interactive party games. Now, rocket scientists finally have a response for when they get asked whether some task is difficult or not, "hey, it ain't like playing 'Celebrities'!"
Labels: Annex, Celebrities, Family, Rocket Science, Thanksgiving
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