Cancer (June 22 - July 22) (6) Have you ever gone to a counselor? It's a good time to talk things over. It's not a good time to do anything else. . . .As many who know me are aware, I believe in newspaper horoscopes and fortune cookie fortunes (if I like the fortune, I eat the cookie).
This was my horoscope today. At 9:00 a.m. we have a care conference for Mom. Fortunately, my Nurse Practitioner Neurologist person will attend. Hopefully I can be more of a spectator than I was last time, when I fear I earned the moniker of "difficult." I think the next thing I'd like to do after this conference is have one with her present (my usual custom), but we'll see.
At the Fair, therapy is performed by pillows, as you can see above. And more than one therapy, too! Folks can enjoy a little free sample therapy as well. Below, my family members address their issues.
Robyn appears to have found contentment.
Well I don't care what the newspaper says, I'm going to the care conference and participate meaningfully. Then I'm going to meet with my assistant and we'll set her goals for the week. She's a peach and only needs a little direction in order to be a whirlwind of productivity. Then it's off to a long meeting about agency related issues.
One of my colleagues reportedly blew up at her boss in another meeting earlier this week, so the non-verbals should be absolutely stimulating. I hope she maintains her calm, however. Perhaps she is a Cancer as well. Today would not be a good day for her to try and accomplish anything.
I'm grateful for the Fair, for my friends, for music. I'm grateful that my daughter has not hit the floor like a sack of potatos for at least three days. I'm glad Robyn's back has healed and that Tye is a good dog. I'm glad it rained last night because I didn't have to mow the back yard. (It's actually going to be more of a harvest than a mow at this point.) I'm glad school is in session and my son is running four miles per day at cross country practice.
I'm glad I live in a country where we may recieve "therapy's" from a pillow.
2 comments:
...and, if you like the horoscope, do you eat the newspaper? *thwaps self*
We've not had a care conference about Mom without her being there. *blinks* ...I, too, sport the moniker 'difficult,' and feel I'm in good company! *grins*
Therapillows...hrrmmm...
Glad, and relieved, to hear that the eldest offspring and the spouse are remaining vertical when they want to be.
We are grateful for you; you gladden us!
Make nice!
-diana
Care conference was surpisingly smooth. Mom went out today and bought 3 bottles of wine. So it goes.
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