Saturday, May 31, 2008
However, the big event of the last week is more than worthy of comment. Our executive director resigned. Thursday afternoon, she was there being her normally overbearing self and Friday morning she was gone.
If you get the idea that I will not miss her, you are correct. She was never more than an annoyance to me, but the behaviors she exhibited to the staff in general and certain employees was unacceptable. However, being an incompetent boss is not grounds to cause said boss to leave, so I had decided to give my notice in the next week. Life is too short to do a job you hate, especially at my age. Whatever you choose to think about answered prayers, this was one to me and my co-workers.
Now the real challenge lies ahead of all of us. Ex-director believed with all her heart and ?soul? that the organization would collapse without her. We have to pull together and make things work better and have everything ready for the new director that is hired. It is sort of daunting, but will be a challenge for all of us. None of us had any authority to do anything, and now we will all have to learn how to make decisions again.
Wish all of us luck.
Monday, May 26, 2008
We were given an Amaryllis Bulb as a gift probably about twenty years ago. We have put it away in the basement every fall and gotten the pot out again every spring. Now we are rewarded with beautiful blooms. Ray put the pot up by the window so we could look at it every day when we were sitting at the table.
Wyatt and his parents came over for dinner last Sunday. The commissary has beautiful strawberries, so I made chocolate sauce and we ate them for dessert. Wyatt thought this was fantastic. I don't know which he liked more dipping the strawberries in the drippy chocolate or eating them. You will notice that the best napkin seems to be the shoulder of your shirt!
I went to Amorita, Oklahoma on Saturday to decorate the graves and to go to my Fathers High School reunion with him. I really enjoy the reunion and it is the opportunity to visit with people that I knew when I was a small child. I took Wyatt with me this year and as always he charmed everyone.
When I went out to the cemetery, he was ready to burn off a lot of pent up energy. This involved running all over the place, pulling flowers out of one arrangement, (I managed to get them all back in place) and climbing on and jumping off tombstones. There was a lot of look at me Grammy being yelled. At first I was aghast at the idea of him doing this. Then after I considered it a bit, I decided that when I am buried there, I would like nothing more than exuberant two year old to have a good time jumping and playing on my final resting place. I went back to the car and got my camera and took this picture. I am going to do a page on this and I suspect that when he is older he will be mortified that he climbed over the tombstones. However, I hope not.