Some random things.

• Today, I was in a meeting and the tone announced that someone was joining the call-in number. As always, we inquired who had just joined us, and it was some guy named General Stafford. I was nonplussed, being fairly new to the program, but the shocked eyes and dropped jaws gave me pause. General Tom Stafford, they said. Maybe you know him as Major Tom. As in, ground control to major tom. As in, the first man to orbit the moon on Apollo 10. CALLING TO CONGRATULATE OUR TEAM FOR OUR PHENOMENAL WORK THUS FAR. Um, can we say COOL? I think we can.
• On the flipside to that coin, I had a two hour “discussion” with a “teammate” over font size yesterday. All of the quotes there should let you in that I could only cram more sarcasm in there if I SuperSized it. What had happened was.. we use a form to do a process. A Word document. No fancy-schmancy database, no Access program, nothing. Word. 2005, if we want to get all hoidy-toidy about it. Not even Office 2007. So I changed the font on the document to make it easier on the eyes. And they said they couldn’t accept it. THE FONT SIZE = NOT IMPORTANT. I was thisclose to scraping my eyeballs out with a dull spoon.
• Why I do community theatre? So when I have to haul my baby to rehearsals, he gets TONS of one-on-one time with everyone in the room. People LOVE to play with him, rock him, walk him around, and he’s also just content to park in a corner of the room and watch the rehearsal. It’s wonderful to know he’s so loved. How many times can I say “it takes a village”? Oh, I think I can say it many more times, thank you so much for asking.
• A friend of ours works in the labor/delivery unit of a local hospital and comes away with the most amazing stories. She was holding Binja the other night and, while examining his foot, said a baby had been born that day whose foot lay flat against his shin. I was all, that’s how HIS foot was too, and look how much better it’s gotten! She said she thought about calling us, because the mother was so distraught about the foot deformation that she didn’t want to see the baby. And I was so, so, sad for her. She eventually relaxed and wanted to see the baby, though, but MY GOD. I just wanted to hug her from where I was. I know how badly that sucks. I know it. And it does suck.
• I needed dinner tonight SO BADLY. It’s wonderful to just kick back with a bunch of friends and let the kids play. And drink. Well, WE did the drinking and the kids did the playing. Well, so some of us did more drinking than others. And Edgar was loved by all.