A couple of things to say today…
First and most urgent, a PSA to our illustrious fire department. While I truly do appreciate all that you, and I understand the needs of control burns, it would behoove you to warn the residents in the area. Let me say that differently: If you’re going to do a burn across the street from me tell me first. I was so panicked I thought I had to evacuate and called my husband home from work. Yes, it was that close. I don’t panick easilly – I live in earthquake country, and we have a fire season, I’m an old Pro at this. How hard is it to leave a flyer in a mailbox or something?
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I went to my former employer’s Christmas party last night. I had been invited before I left, and while I didn’t feel like it, I went. First, the host was the best host I’ve ever seen. Relaxed, great food, and he seemed really appreciative that we were having a good time. I’ll be sending him a thank you note today. His home was beautiful, and his partner was making an effort to be just as welcoming. Oh, and great dogs. The huge golden retriever who thinks she’s a lapdog/Oh goodness you’re so exciting I’m going to sweep everything right off the coffee table with my tail kind. There were some awkward moments for me. I’m in the unique position of knowing about the whole job without doing it anymore, and therefore people were telling me things that I don’t need to know. Multiple people. I guess they felt safe about it is all. All in all a good time, and not as crazy and out of control as last year.
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So, I’m sitting outside the Christmas party last night chatting with some former co-workers, and one of them, S., says “Hey I read your blog!” And at that moment the world stopped on it’s axis, and the sound of a record player needle scratched in my head. Luckilly, I’ve never really written about my job except in the very vaguest of terms, but still. She was very complimentary, but it’s the first time a non-blogger has said that to me. So, um… Hi S.! I have no clue who told her about it, and she was – er – backpeddaling her way out of that one, so for all I know, everyone in the department’s reading me. Hi everyone! Every one of you is perfect in every way! Er… Really!
This is a simple but very important comment: I love the word “amalgam.” People do not use it enough.
Amalgamation. Mmmmm, just say it.
I learned the word when I read Michael Chabon’s Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay and had to keep a dictionary nearby. I pronounced it in my head “amul-gam” with the accent on the end.
I was teaching kids and adults to read at the time. Sweet.
Then the word popped up on an IQ test a week later. Score.
Amalgam. Love it.