And I am not talking about basketball. Ever since I got off Jury Duty I have been in a whirl wind. My boss, who I have been with for 5 years, left the company so I have been busy trying to make my way through a "restructuring." I tried to sell the folks on making me a VP but was told they don't want to be "top-heavy." It is also one of our crazy bus times at work as this is the time we are getting ready for our summer blockbusters. And everything is due cuz everything needs to get printed and shipped so it can be up in movie theatres for Easter worldwide. And of course nothing is getting approved causing more overtime but we are not allowed to spend any money because the economy is in the toilet. At one point this week, I was working on 14 movie posters all at once (that is a lot). Then big bosses from London flew in for an emergency filmmaker meeting this past week. And let's just say, that meeting didn't go well and additional work followed. Generally, I have been going to work way early and staying way late. When I am not working I am gathering up a million receipts for the tax man. Even though I pay this man to do my taxes I still have to gather all that crap up and add up receipts. Then the house is a mess and there always seems to be a load of laundry to do. I am not sure how the house gets so dusty all the time? And I am pretty sure I have washed my favorite shirt like 40 times this month. It was my second wedding anniversary this past weekend on the 13th. So I had to research and find some cool gift that would outdo my husband's sure to be cool gift. This is not a complaint but when you have a super awesome husband who is very good at surprises, you want to try and outwit, outlast, outplay him in the coolness department. Trying to outcool your hubby takes time. This weekend we have a friend coming (need to clean the house) and a visit to the tax man (and I still need to finish up those receipts) and another friend in town (need to try and catch up with him). Next weekend we have visitors coming (need to clean the house again). I literally looked on the calendar today and couldn't believe it was the 19th already. March is Mad. What is this basketball thing everyone is commenting about on Facebook?? Should I care if blue is cool or if red is not? Then just when you think life couldn't get any crazier I hear that Natasha Richardson died in a freak skiing accident? I guess my troubles are nothing compared to what her family is going through. Poor lady. This world is mad and so is this month.
As a little girl I would look on my mom’s arm and wonder why she had such a weird mark near her shoulder. A few days ago, as the warm solution penetrated my bloodstream, I started to cry remembering my mom’s mark. The nurse asked me if I was okay and I told her I was so incredibly happy. As a diabetic I was stressed never knowing if I was doing enough to avoid it but also, keeping some semblance of life in doing outdoor things. I cried because I am incredibly grateful to the SCIENCE that made this possible in only a year. Less time for me to worry about my only kiddo should the worse happen. If ur on the fence...I’ve worked in entertainment for over 20 years and I’ve seen first hand how easy celebrities influence the public. Some do good and others well...I’m happy to have a little bit of the gracious Dolly Parton with me. Scientists on the other hand, very rarely get the recognition for their years of study, years of research and expertise contributing to (wo)mankind....
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