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Hahaha, I've been really worried about the clinic employees walking by my office and noticing that I'm not actually all that busy.  Well, I've been wearing heels to work as lot of days (trying to make a good impression this first few weeks) and it turns out that I'm frightening the clinic employees because every time I walk down the hall to go to the bathroom or something they think an administrator is coming out of the other part of the building, since everyone in the clinic itself wears sneakers or crocs.   Maybe I'll start wearing sandals and stop worrying about the clinic employees walking by and we'll all be less stressed.
 
So I went to a large function last night for my Dad's side of the family at Johnny Carinos.  The family is, by and large, strict Southern Baptists which means you can't even order a drink to get  you through the evening with them.   My cousin Karen, when I arrived dressed in my customary demure way (not!) with my tattoo showing, said "well, at least it takes the pressure off me."   She's not really all that good a girl, but next to me she seems that way, and she knows it.  My aunt, who hadn't noticed my tattoo in the three years I've had it, said I was grounded for getting it.  (Yay, does that mean I get to stay in my room and sleep?)  Everyone was pretty nice though.  I kind of like being the black sheep of the family, but knowing they still love me cause we're family.    My kids acted *great*, much better than my various cousins' kids the same age and it was remarked on by several people.  That must just mystify everyone, as I alone in the family don't spank my kids or take them to church.  (Cause you know church kids never get in trouble, lol.)
 
Looking forward to the weekend.

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Well, the funeral was very long. And sad. There were a lot of people there, lots of flowers. There was one weird thing, when the pastor was preaching on heaven and said "Heaven is a real place. Just like Sand Springs." and I thought, "Heaven is like Sand Springs? ! Um, don't sign me up, 'k?" I think he was just trying to say that it's a physical location rather than an abstract concept, but still the thought of spending all eternity in Sand Springs sent a chill up my spine.

The youngest girl was home from the hospital last night and attended the funeral, but you could see how tired she was and how difficult walking was for her. I'm glad she was well enough to be home with her family though. The family is pretty religious and that seems to be getting them by. I'm sure they could still use any good wishes anyone would care to send their way.

My other friend in the hospital got to go home last night. I talked to her daughter this afternoon and she says her mom is doing well and has been up and around a little. I hope they'll call R or I if they need anything while she's recovering. My Mom took food last night but I think I'm going to offer to bring a crockpot of something on Saturday if they'd like.

Tonight is Jesse's last musical production of the summer season, so if you've missed out, be at the BA community playhouse tonight at 6 pm. The show is only about half an hour and I can't say enough for the amusment value of watching small children perform an underrehearsed dance routine while they try to sing as well.