>Forgive me for losing my normal sense of sarcasm, but I just saw this island, this island that I have fallen in love with, at its most beautiful. I was sitting here lamely watching hulu.com enjoying some network tv. It suddenly was dark. I had 3 thoughts almost simultaneously (huh, its dark; oooh, we are going to get rain; crap–my car windows are open.). So after rushing outside to close my car windows I rushed upstairs to my covered balcony. I sat and watched the rain as it poured down. The island seemed to drink it in, everything is so dry. It was beautiful, I could see the rain coming down with small areas of heavier rain looking like fountains throughout the valley.
It was stunning.

>I am over my cold (yay!). I no longer sound like Barry White+phlegm and I am finally feeling back to normal. This week we had a trainer in to refresh the insulators–this just means that they needed their yearly training update. They asked me for a trainer suggestion as their person was retired. I set them up with the people who trained me. Thankfully, it all worked out great and they were really happy with Mark.

For those of you who know me, you know that my internship when I was in college was living in a tent for 6 weeks capturing rattlesnakes for a tagging and release program. This is kinda superfluous to the story, but while living outdoors I learned a few different ways for a girl to pee. That’s right, there are more than one. It was during this internship that I really began to envy boys, I mean, they can just pee standing up. It just all seemed so unfair. But once the internship was over, well, thanks to the wonders of indoor plumbing I never really got envious until these days. I am not alone. I was monitoring a lovely woman operator, as I was setting her up with various sensors for various chemicals I had to stop and think…I can’t put that there, it will impede her taking off her clothes to pee. Yes, that’s right, we women wearing nomex jumpsuits and radio holsters first have to remove the radio holster, find somewhere to hang it, then unzip the coveralls from the top, grab our sleeves, try desperately to not let the nomex hit the floor, wiggle out of our underthings (bike shorts, etc) and then, finally we get to pee. Then reverse the entire process inside of a tiny stall and/or portapotty. Do you know what guys have to do? Yeah, they just unzip the coveralls from the bottom, then pee.
So jealous.
So, I could wear separates, pants with shirt. But then what would I have to bitch about? hmmm? 🙂 My next lesson in “how to work in industry as a girl” will be about the “head nod”. It is critical.

My plans for this weekend include going to visit the rum distillery on Saturday after a delicious breakfast at the domino club. then dropping off Mark (trainer) at the airport before taking a nap. Then I have to do laundry.
I am looking forward to my plans!

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Hey everyone. I seem to have survived my cold! (Yay!) And they found my lost deposit (Yay!) And I bought myself a new bracelet (Double Yay!-Thank You Aunt Mary Jo & Uncle Tom!). This one is a hibiscus flower.
Its Saturday, not much is going on. The only news island-wise is we Need rain. it is starting to look like Fall. One of our two cisterns are dry. 😦

>I am feeling spectacularly sorry for myself today. It is Tuesday. I am at work. I don’t feel good due to a nasty cold. All my visitors are gone. My bank lost my deposit (they are looking for it…but still–how do you LOSE AN ELECTRONIC DEPOSIT??!! I am so bitter (and poor!)). Also, I sound like a female impersonator due to my cold (and was called “sir” on the phone).
And this morning I learned that if you drink diet coke really fast but have too much post nasal drip–it can lead to something foamy and disgusting.
Just fyi.

I am feeling oddly better now that I just made you all say “ewww!”

The one shiny bright spot in my day is I signed up for the great turtle race. It is the migration of the sea turtles and 11 of them are tagged. We should be able to follow their progress online. I am disturbingly excited about following their progress.

http://www.greatturtlerace.com/

(come on, you know you want to sign up too!!!)

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>Good morning everyone, I hope you all wake up to presents from the easter bunny.
As most of you know due to my whiny post–i have a cold. But I am currently coming down from quite an adrenaline rush. Here's what happened: last night I took an interesting cocktail of cold medicines designed to let me sleep, not cough, and reduce the amount of goo my head is trying to drown me in. So, sleep I did. And while I slept my mischievous puppies worked on an Easter present for me! After my kidneys filtered the cold medicines and filled my bladder I woke up about 5AM and began the climb down to the bathroom. I didn't see it then, but after the lights were on–there it was!
A RAT. My puppies had killed me a rat.
Now, quite a few different thoughts came to me all at once. 1. Eeeeeeeeek!!!! A RAT IN MY HOUSE. 2. Okay, this shouldn't freak me out-I've worked with all sorts of Eeeeeek!!! A Rat! 3. This WOULD happen when Wilkes is not here. 4. Find the latex gloves.
So, I donned the gloves, covered it in paper towels, and bagged it up in a ziplock (gallon size–not a small rat!). Then I ran down and put it in the landlord's garbage cause I didn't want it in mine.
So, after one last Eeeek! And a few Ewwws. I scrubbed my hands, told the dogs they were good dogs (better dead rat than a live one I guess) and came back to bed.
So, I hope you all wake up to better Easter baskets than mine. (Ewww)
-H.

>Well Folks, what we have here is a Boo Hoo Bunny situation.
My husband is on his way home, I have a nasty cold that I got when we took my husband to the doctor on island (turned out to be an ear infection). But I was stuck sitting next to a woman coughing and oozing out of all her face holes. I joked, "great, now I gonna TB. Like Russian Prison TB."
So now I have a cold. Not like a sneezing cold, but a tight hacking cough someone kill me my lungs hurt-cold.
Yup, I caught me the consumption (this is a joke, I seriously doubt I have tuberculosis).
And Wilkes is gone. My house seems so empty. And big.
Yes. I am totally lonely, and am currently wallowing in my own misery (insert hacking cough here).
And then, when I was sittin here typing this up–i spilled my soda onto my phone!!!! I snapped it up and took it apart super quick.
Phew…nothin wet. I took it apart anyway to let it dry just in case. I put it back together and it worked fine. Until all my keys started typing different letters. (Eek!) So I took it apart again. This time putting it in a ziplock with some dessicant packs and some cotton balls. After an hour or 2 I tried again, success!
I'm driving into town to say goodbye to my aunt and uncle tonight–it has been great to see them.
Goodnight all!

>Ever get a feeling you are forgetting something? Something important? Yeah, I was having that. Turns out I haven't DONE MY TAXES YET!!!!
Eeek! Right. I know what I will be doing on Easter.

>Well, we are still waiting. I am fairly certain the lady sitting next to me has tuberculosis.
I offered to lick my finger and wiggle it around in Wilkes ear…oddly, he didn't think that would help.
Huh. 🙂

>Well, we are waiting outside of doctor #3.
Doctor #1 was off island; Doctor #2 had a waiting room (and hallway) full of folk and was not taking anymore walk-ins; but we are on the list for Doctor #3. We are waiting outside as the waiting room is full of sick people.
And there is a small cruel part of me wondering if I smacked the side of his head if it would fix his ear.
Don’t worry, I know it won’t.
*sigh*