Welcome Back

[madshutterbug]

Second week back to work following mini-vacation to Vegas. More of the same, more of the same. At least today is payday here at Hospital.

On other fronts, a couple new kids at the Ranch, healthy so far, and at least one more goat mamma likely to kid in the next couple of weeks. We'll see what happens.

And a short, very pleasant visit yesterday evening with alienorade who stopped by on the way home from something in Hoggetowne. Delivered a functioning disk of her portraits from the April session. I'd burned a disk shortly after the date, and evidently did not finalise the DVD so those files are unaccessible. Rather a Doh! experience, that. Now, however, she's got accessible copies and shortly will let me know which ones are her picks for prints.

More later. Time to do other things.

Oh, and (something no doubt at least zompus will appreciate, along with others) it's Hawaiian Shirt Friday. Which doesn't mean others are wearing Hawaiian shirts, simply that I wore one in. At least long enough until I changed into scrubs for work. Then I put on my tropical turtles OR hat.

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[slave2tehtink.livejournal.com]

When my Dad retired (and also got his Concealed Carry Permit) he bought a bunch of Hawaiian shirts. It was a shock. To put this in perspective, until I turned 25 I NEVER saw the man with his shirt untucked. He got out of bed in the morning, pulled on a pair of jeans, and tucked in the t-shirt he had slept in. He never leaves the house in anything but a button-down, and for 25 years of my life, they were ALWAYS tucked in and oh, yeah, his gig-line is always perfectly straight.

Then he needed to conceal a firearm and started walking around in un-tucked Hawaiian shirts.

Mom and I nearly had a heart attack.

[madshutterbug.livejournal.com]

I love Hawaiian/Tropical shirts. So it's not such an unusual thing to see me wearing them, though I can catch the clue bus for you. *G* Most of mine are fairly sedate (for Hawaiian/Tropical), but a couple are really, really bright.

When my brother died, my sister-in-law told us he'd be wearing his favorite tropical shirt for the Viewing. He'd had it made in Trinidad when they put in there in their boat, the North Star. Really bright, S-i-L said.

So I wore my Really Bright Tropical Fish shirt to the viewing. And shorts, of course. My sibs & S-i-L all agreed, John appreciated it.

Apparently not everyone did, though. *EG*