Calls from Phung

I love when our Vietnamese interpreter calls me on the phone. Conversations with her are always so funny, like she doesn't really understand small talk. She kind of dives into the conversation, says her business, and gets off the phone. And she always tells me who's calling, even though a) I have caller ID, and b) how many Vietnamese senior citizens call me on a regular basis?

So a typical conversation with her goes like this: "Hi, Jude. This is Phung. I talk to Billy's mother. She busy. Don't come." And at 8:00 in the morning, when I am just waking up (yeah yeah, I know, some of you are at work by that time), it all sounds so surreal and I try to piece it together. "Hunh? What? Hi. Don't come? Okay."

(Even though I know the /real/ reason why the mom cancelled was because the Vietnamese interpreter is on vacation this week, and I don't think Mom wanted me to come to her house without her.)

A bit of a crapper day

Today at lunch I learned that one of my kids was diagnosed with scarlet fever yesterday. I did a home visit at his house on Monday morning. Super contagious. I am crossing every appendage that I don't get sick. And also that I haven't infected half of the little kids around town.

This evening, one of my coworkers made a comment that made me think that she (and possibly others) thinks somewhat poorly of me. I'm not sure if I'm being paranoid, but my other coworker (who I totally trust and respect) seemed to think something was up, too. So I'm not sure if I should just let it roll off my back or totally confront her about it. I guess we'll see how I feel about it tomorrow. Right now I'm leaning more toward bringing it up.

Gosh, I hope I don't get a strep illness. It's really the last thing I need right now. Also, I need to find a place to get our brakes done, pronto. We don't really have any brake pads left.

Winding down

Wow - how did it get to be almost 10:00 already? I guess I used a bunch of time cleaning the house for our visitors tomorrow (Shani and Matt) and finishing up the holiday cards. Thursday is my day to go into work at 8:00 AM, so I should probably start winding down. The problem is that I don't really know HOW to wind down. Maybe I will try to read some more of that book club book. I'm on like page 50 out of something like 800 and we're meeting on Monday evening. I'm going to go to this invitation-only bookclub and be all "derrrrrrr" all over the place. Nice.

Not to mention, the book club meeting is one hour after a two-hour holiday party for our families at my work, so I will be spending two hours with a bazillion screaming preschoolers. Yeah, I'll have a mushed-up brain and an unread book. Charming.

On that note, it's time to brush teeth, get in bed with a book, and hope to the gods that I don't come down with strep any time soon. Yuck!