It its Wednesday . . .

and I am working hard to get all the things I need to have done, done before I go into the hospital on the 16th. I have 10 working days to accomplish what I usually do in 15-20 workings days. Do my bosses give me any help or say don't worry if such and such isn't done by the time you leave - heck no - they give me more work to do.

I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job - I love my job!!

I figure if I say it enough, it might be true.

Have a great hump day.

Ok, I have Irish in me, so

I can say a joke like this:

During a recent PASSWORD AUDIT at the Bank of Ireland, it was found that Paddy O'Toole was using the following password:

MickeyMinniePlutoHueyLouieDeweyDonaldGoofyDublin.

When Paddy was asked why he had such a long password, he replied:

''Bejazus! Are yez feckin' stupid? Shore Oi was told mi password had to be at least 8 characters long and include one capital''

Don't ever think you can outwit the Irish!

It Tuesday

and that's about all I can think of to write today. Not much happening - work is crazy with my going in the hospital on the 16th, so I can't knit or anything like when it is quiet.

Also, must get T4 done so I can do my Income Tax and hopefully get some money back from the Government.

Saturday . . .

On Saturday, I had to attend the funeral of old workmate. Lynne was one of those people that always made you feel special - that no matter what she was doing at the time, she would stop and totally focus on what you were talking about. I didn't know much about her outside of the office except that she loved her grandchildren, loved to sing and she made the best muffins around.

When I left TELUS, I only saw her a few times after that - usually at Retirement teas for people that I had worked with. I had heard that she was sick, but I didn't know that it was cancer and it was that that took her life on January 22nd.

I went to the Memorial service on Saturday, it was in the small church that she attended. It was overcrowded with people, some much so that they had to add chairs in the center. There was singing and people talking about her and tears and of course, a lot of not really sermons but Religious prayers and talk. The Minister was good - a young, Irish man with the Irish accent. His talk was not only about God but he talked about Lynne and her beliefs and he capture her so well.

It was a really nice mixture of Lynne, her life and her beliefs. I think the best was when one of her friends said "I questioned why she had to die and I realized that God wanted another Angel, one who could organize good" And that made everyone laugh because that is what Lynne was - an organizer as well as a friend, a Mother, A Grandmother, a Soul-Mate to Jerry and so many other things.

Rest In Peace, Lynne - you will be missed.