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The weirdness continues ~ 
18th-Feb-2009 11:53 pm
real women: charliemc
So, tomorrow is our press conference, and it's ruled my life the last couple days. I need to go wash my hair, then get ready to go downtown in the middle of the night and use the signs and cones Peter got ready for me to block off parking spaces for TV trucks. And I need to put a stake in the ground where we want the rose planted. (I can't wait to see the huge banner I had made up on our new building: "Future Home of ~" The water bureau was supposed to hang it today.)

Oh, yes, my job is completely whack some of the time. (Did I say "some"?)

I just read the article on line, and it's not that bad (at least the on line version). Hopefully giving the story to the newspaper won't discourage the electronic media, but that's always a possibility.

And then tomorrow I have New Director Orientation in the late afternoon, and we're 'auditioning' a color guard for the parade at 7:30pm. (I've managed not to mention that in four months this whole thing will be over . . . hopefully not permanently, but one never knows.)

On the personal front, I have an appointment with my new doctor on Friday. Finally! I'm so proud of myself for getting this scheduled.

Did I mention I had PASTA for dinner?! This after eating baked potatoes twice this week. I am officially fucked up. (This is a good time for neo_prodigy's post about full figured women. Thanks, dude. I'm really resembling that, so I might as well feel good about it.)

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19th-Feb-2009 02:53 pm (UTC)
OMG Marilyn how exciting your life is, but also what a lot of work. But I'm so proud of you. Way to go girl! You got the stuff.

I wonder what kind of rose they will plant?

The diet thing, yes, I keep gaining weight. Debbie just will buy all kinds of sweets, and ice cream. I know I don't have to par take but I'm weak towards the temptation. I need to walk the treadmill. Get on the mill Marilyn.
26th-Feb-2009 06:19 am (UTC)
Thank you for saying you're proud of me. That feels good to hear. Sometimes I think my life is exciting, but not in a glamorous way, more in a results-oriented way. It's amazing that the stuff we do still gets noticed, and I realize I'm damn lucky about that. I thought all that would be over by now.

We planted the Oregon Celebration rose, a new yellow grandiflora that really isn't on the market yet. The hybridizer 'gifted' it to us for a year to share with the Oregon 150 celebration. We named it ourselves at a meeting last year, before my pal who was the marketing director at Oregon 150 got blown out. When the rose actually comes on the market in 2010, it will have another name. (This is the tricky method we've used to have our official roses the past three years, because it side-steps the prohibitive cost of actually creating a new rose.) The retailer was planning on selling 1500 roses and sharing a percentage with our two nonprofits. But last week we found out the grower lost two thirds of his crop, and there are only 400 roses. All of those have been pre-sold, so the one we planted last week is the last one this year (barring some miracle), which is terribly disappointing.

Putting together a project like this one is right in my wheelhouse. I just won't take no for an answer, and the folks at Oregon 150 did not know how to get it done. They don't have the resources I have, like access to the top rose-growers in the region and a couple key board members who will do nearly anything for me.

So, I was planning on getting on the treadmill tonight, and I might still make it (although I'm fighting a little intestinal issue). I just HAVE TO WRITE. I've had total creative constipation the past week or two. All my energies have been concentrated on work. (A bad sign, I know.) Have you been working out or walking or riding?
26th-Feb-2009 03:34 pm (UTC)
I can't say that I've really been working out, although yesterday I lifted some very light weights for my arms. I hate that area right under my arms when I raise them up. I only did about twenty repetitions and I'm sore today; a sigh I need to do them.

I won't get out and ride if it's cold or muddy, lol. The horses don't even know me now.
19th-Feb-2009 03:16 pm (UTC)
LUCK!!! for the press event

and yes, women are much more then a #, or a curve, there are many layers inside and out :)

26th-Feb-2009 06:21 am (UTC)
Thank you! We absolutely scored a home run last week, and the results continue. Today our City Council voted to give us our new home. We didn't realize it would all happen so fast.

As always, I certainly appreciate your positive thoughts.
19th-Feb-2009 03:58 pm (UTC)

Wow,there's nothing more fun than getting up in the middle of the night to do something...NOT! =/

This past Sunday morning I got up at 2:45 (slept like crap before that though) to help my Mom deliver papers on her "paper box" route (places like Super Walmart) and while it wasn't too bad,I can't imagine how she does it every morning! I got back to bed by 4:30,only because I didn't help her through the entire route. My Grandpa,who is still spry at 80,usually helps her on Sundays but just had hernia surgery so being the loving daughter I am,I subbed for him. ;)

Hope you were able to get everything set up and the press conference goes off without a hitch!

Yay for seeing the doctor (I really need to make an appt. myself),and remember Marilyn: you are beautiful! ♥
26th-Feb-2009 06:23 am (UTC)
Holy shit. I used to imagine having a paper route. I mean, I really thought a lot about it. I think an older person with a paper route would make a great subject for a story. (I'd love to use your mom and grandpa as subject matter!)

I saw the doc, now I have to see the specialist. But I *love* my new doctor. He's great and caring and a poet.

Thank you!
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