My grandmother knew how to get the richest cream for her coffee and for her life, so the "cream" line has become a family mantra. Here I share an online journal of my life past and present with family and friends. Travel stories from now on will be on the blog link to the left.
Friday, April 06, 2007
too busy to even write to myself!
So I am working on a major lab sampling event coming up here in the mother lode with all those bigshot smarties coming from UCDavis to check out my paralithics. I have a really difficult employee who is totally dedicated and makes me want to kill him because he is seriously and completely nuts, and isn't getting his work done at all. I have a totally smart and wonderful employee who is like a sponge and needs my continuous teaching, I have two great guys detailed in from out of my area who are smart and really good soil scientists but need to understand the Mother Lode in order to map a lot of it in a very short time and in the midst of this I am supposed to be finalizing all that stuff I wrote last year for my Basic Soil Survey teaching assignment, coming up way too quickly in May, only again, one more time, in some kind of new format devised by Marc Crouch the Grouch who is the head of training. The man is on a mission. We have to do teacher plans, and student plans, and convert them all to jpegs and then back to ppts, and then, of course, we aren't supposed to use too many ppt's because that isn't really teaching. and for pete's sake, I'm just trying to get a soil survey done for my area and get some lab data to document it! Nuts! I am going slowly or quickly maybe crazy!!! There's my rant for the day. Happy Easter everyone. I'm running off to Oroville to help Maryruth hide eggs for her 13, yes 13 grandchildren. geez. Then next week I am off to meet my own great granddaughter in Wenatchee for the first time finally. Then killer sampling week, and then off to Lincoln to teach the class, traveling there in the MOHO with MO gee, maybe I can call her MIMOtheHO. oops, of course I didn't say that, and taking Shera along in the gourd where she is currently resting. Will finally after more than a year spread her ashes in the canyons on the way home from Nebraska. Have I said all this before somewhere? This is how my life feels at the moment. All one big paragraph with no breaks and no real sentences.
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