What a day.

Well, it finally happened.  I’ve been put on layoff notice.

Last night I was finally able to get in touch with my boss.  He works in another time zone so it is sometimes hard to get in touch with him on the phone if we need to go over something.  I left him a voicemail and he got back to me last night.  We went over some outstanding issues that needed his attention and then I asked him about getting some extended time to work from home due to issues with my knee.

Silly me.

He said that if I had a note from my Dr.’s office that I could work from home and avoid commuting with a leg in a full length brace.  That made me very happy.  So I got up this morning at 8:00am and called the office when they opened and left a message asking the staff nurse to call me back.  This woman?  Is fantastic. She can move administrative mountains and I have absolute faith in her.  After a bit of phone tag we had a conversation and she said she’d fax me the appropriate paperwork.  She did, I scanned it in and emailed it to my boss.  Interesting, I have not, as of yet, heard anything about it.

Then, the phone rang with my office number. Turns out, it was the Executive Director calling to tell me that I was being laid off.  The most interesting part?  Turns out that 4 positions are being eliminated, all of them currently occupied by women.  The only women in the entire company.  I’ll let you draw your own conclusions, but that rather stands out to me.

So, if you’re looking for someone like me, you know where to find me.  Have friends who are hiring for something interesting?  Send them my way, I’m interviewing.

~Kelly

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In which gravity and I fight, gravity wins, and the human race comes through.

On my way home from work every day I generally walk a mile to a T stop that is 2 stops away from work. I do this to get exercise and also to decompress from work. I did this yesterday and also stopped at CVS to pick up some scrips for me and Geoff. After I left CVS I crossed the street and sped up a bit to avoid an oncoming car.  As I did this I approached the pedestrian island in the middle of the street and as I went to step up the toe of my right shoe got caught in the hem of my left pant leg. (You can see where this is going, right?)

Yeah, splat.

I went down. Hard. I landed mostly on my right knee and then on my left. I had my backpack on and I landed in such a way that I rolled onto my right side and got up almost immediately. By the time I got up blood had already soaked through what was left of the right leg of my pants. As I rolled up the leg of my pants to investigate there were rivulets of blood running down to my sock from my knee.

Excellent, my own bloody sock. I guess that makes me a real Red Sox fan.

At this point I had attracted the attentions of two British tourists who were very concerned for my well being. They were very concerned as I got out my first aid kit (I always carry one in my backpack) quickly bandaged the gaping would in my knee, and tried to clean off the blood on my leg. It wasn’t until after I poured water down my leg that a man appeared, quite literally out of nowhere, offering me disinfecting wipes. Those were a Godsend.

It was then that I realized that not only were my hands covered in my own blood, the lady half of the British tourist couple was patiently holding my cell phone that had flown free and landed in the street when I went down. I rinsed my hands off and took the phone from her very gingerly. Then I thanked them and hobbled toward the T station where I realized that my bandage had soaked through. I changed it there and, in the process, a young woman on a bike asked me if she could get someone from the MBTA to help me. I declined, but was again impressed with how kind people were.

I called Geoff and woke him up out of a very sound nap. He hopped in the car and headed over to get me. Covered in blood and in torn clothes was not a great way to ride the T home. While I was waiting for him I called the 24 hour nurse line provided by my insurance company. As I’ve never had stitches before I asked when exactly one should get stitches. After going over the details of what happened (I had to explain to the very nice nurse that I fell onto a brick *sidewalk* not that someone had tried to hit me with a brick.) she said that the insurance company recommended that I go to the ER and be evaluated.

So, I went. And Geoff met me there.

And 6 hours later I left with 7 stitches, an X-ray of my knee (there’s a little fluid under the knee cap) and a full leg immobilizer.

That’s right kids. I’m not allowed to bend my knee for 14 days. I can walk (sort of) but I can’t walk normally or without the full leg immobilizer for the next 2 weeks. I have no idea how I’m going to commute, sit in my chair at the office, rehearse, etc. I can *barely* get in and out of the truck.

Is this the worst thing to happen ever? No. Am I hella sore today? Yes. Am I going to have some truly spectacular bruises? Absolutely.

So, Kelly- 0, Gravity- 1, General Public- 4

~Kelly

Mystic, CT- Day 3, Mystic Seaport The Amistad

After we finished seeing the various sites and the dog demonstrations, we took some time to look over the Amistad.  It had been closed when we were there on Friday so it was nice to have the chance to go on board today.  The crew were wonderful and welcomed the dogs on board with us.  The following are all Amistad photos.

On the main deck under a sail shade.
On the main deck under a sail shade.
Looking aft over the water.
Looking aft over the water.
Ahoy, puppies on deck!
Ahoy, puppies on deck!
A look below deck.
A look below deck.
There were small children playing with these, it made me nervous...
There were small children playing with these, it made me nervous...
Cap'n Geoff.
Cap'n Geoff.
Geoff talks history with the real Captain of the Amistad.
Geoff talks history with the real Captain of the Amistad.

Geoff here – I had such a long and animated discussion with the captain and one of the Mystic Seaport volunteers that I kept getting in the way of people who were walking on the ship.  My bad.  But it was still a lot of fun for me.  I don’t get to geek out like that very often.

The rigging of the Amistad.
The rigging of the Amistad.
A *giant* pile of rope on the main deck.
A *giant* pile of rope on the main deck.
Sail and rigging on the main mast.
Sail and rigging on the main mast.
Some portside rigging.
Some portside rigging.
A view of the Mystic Seaport flag on shore, from the Amistad.
A view of the Mystic Seaport flag on shore, from the Amistad.
Thumbelina found her sea legs and climbed up on the rope pile.
Thumbelina found her sea legs and climbed up on the rope pile.

And that concludes our day at the Seaport and on the Amistad.  There are a lot more photos that didn’t make the cut, especially dog photos.  I’ll find a place to put them all online and I’ll post that link here later.  Meanwhile, I hope you enjoyed our little vacation.  (We did! ~Geoff)

~Kelly

Mystic, CT- Day 3, Mystic Seaport Dog Days

Today was our last day in Mystic.  We spent the day at the Seaport attending Dog Days with Thumbelina and Rerun.  I took a startlingly huge number of photos today.  I’ll try not to post too many here.  Try… 

We met two weenies in the parking lot on our way in.  Dachshund party!
We met two weenies in the parking lot on our way in. Dachshund party!

 Geoff here – these two little sweeties’ parents drove a nice Mini Cooper and are thinking about moving to Cambridge.  They were really nice.  It was funny when we got out of the truck with ours, and they were getting out of their car with theirs at the same time.  Kooky. 

Newfie water rescue demonstration.  The Newfie is pulling the boat!
Newfie water rescue demonstration. The Newfie is pulling the boat!

 

Some of the Newfies from the demo team after being in the water.
Some of the Newfies from the demo team after being in the water.

 

This handsome brindle boxer *really* wanted to go into the water with the Newfies.
This handsome brindle boxer *really* wanted to go into the water with the Newfies.

 

One of the Newfies get direction from his handler before being sent out into the water.
One of the Newfies gets direction from his handler before being sent out into the water.

 

We wandered into the village and came upon the smithy.  This large box of anthracite was outside.
We wandered into the village and came upon the smithy. This large box of anthracite was outside.

 Geoff again – of course, all of this period material culture is some of my favorite stuff to see.  The blacksmith shop was one of the few places that I had the chance to really look at but there are so many others I will have to check out sometime when we have more time.  Next year! 

A fire engine from Block Island, circa 1850.
A fire engine from Block Island, circa 1850.

 Geoff again – I have never seen a fire pumper this old.  This was a real treat.  

One of the beautiful ships docked at the seaport.
One of the beautiful ships docked at the seaport.

 

Detail of the ship.
Detail of the ship.

 

Thumbelina "breakdancing" in the grass while relaxing in the shade.
Thumbelina "breakdancing" in the grass while relaxing in the shade.

 Geoff again – the dogs were really good this weekend, and were generally very friendly with both dogs and people everywhere they went.  It makes me glad that we have the ability to travel with them like this.  

The largest anchor we saw at the Seaport, Geoff is standing next to it for comparison.
The largest anchor we saw at the Seaport, Geoff is standing next to it for comparison.

 

We found shade, happy dogs!
We found shade, happy dogs!

 

Rufus, the Grand Marshall of the Dog Parade and the winner of Westminister, 2006, relaxes in the shade after posing for photos.
Rufus, the Grand Marshall of the Dog Parade and the winner of Westminister, 2006, relaxes in the shade after posing for photos.

 

Rufus and the dachshunds party.
Rufus and the dachshunds party.

 

This is Joe, he is a percheron and one of the horses who pull the wagon around the Seaport.
This is Joe, he is a percheron and one of the horses who pull the wagon around the Seaport.

 

This is Joe and the cart that he pulls.  Dogs ride free.
This is Joe and the cart that he pulls. Dogs ride free.

 

That’s everything from our day at the Seaport, except our time aboard the Amistad.  The next post will be all Amistad, all the time. 

~Kelly 

P.S. Yay history! ~Geoff

Mystic, CT- Day 2, Downtown Mystic

So Saturday was spent in Downtown wandering through the various shops and along the river.  One of the major features of Mystic is the drawbridge that opens, um, all the time.  There’s even a local pizza place that offers half off all slices when the bridge is up.  Here is a selection of photos from Saturday. 

Looking north-ish at the bridge in the up position.
Looking north-ish at the bridge in the up position.

 

A side view of Ye Old Mystic Bridge in the down position.
A side view of Ye Old Mystic Bridge in the down position.

 

This little pigeon was walking along the dock with us and the dogs.
This little pigeon was walking along the dock with us and the dogs.

 Geoff here – as we were walking along, I noticed that this particular area near the river (which is really an estuary of sorts) seems to be a pretty popular fishing spot.  I will have to remember to bring my fishing gear sometime if we are able to spend more time there in Mystic.   There is so much stuff around there that we did not even get to see.  Mystic strikes me as one of those kind of places that you will probably not run out of stuff to do for quite some time.  There is even at least one beach nearby that allows people to bring their dogs.  

We always seemed to be on the wrong side.
The bridge in the up position, from the other side.

 

We pedestrians got our own special DO NOT CROSS sign.
We pedestrians got our own special DO NOT CROSS sign.

 

No trip to Mystic is complete without a lunch visit to Mystic Pizza.
No trip to Mystic is complete without a lunch visit to Mystic Pizza.

 Geoff again – I have never seen the movie, but I am sure that at some point I will go check it out from the Cambridge library.   But the pizza is indeed pretty good, although it sure seems like that place is mostly for the tourists and the locals all eat somewhere else.    Well, we will still buy the frozen ones anyway.  

Rerun rests in Daddy's lap on the way to Ye Olde Mistcke Villagee.
Rerun rests in Daddy's lap on the way to Ye Olde Mistcke Villagee.

 

One of the cutest signs in the village, this store sold cute home items.
One of the cutest signs in the village, this store sold cute home items.

 

The village had two water features with ducks.  The ducks were adorable.
The village had two water features with ducks. The ducks were adorable.

 

More ducks!
More ducks!

 

Thumbelina presses the flesh outside the restaurant where we had dinner with Beth & Noah.
Thumbelina presses the flesh outside the restaurant where we had dinner with Beth & Noah.

 

Rerun makes a new friend outside the restaurant.
Rerun makes a new friend outside the restaurant.

 

Aaaaaand, that was Saturday.  We had a great time and we manged to get through it without sunburn, bug bites, or spending too much money.  Next post, our day at the Seaport on Sunday. 

~Kelly

Mystic, CT- Day 1, The Seaport Photos

After the Doggie Parade was over we walked around the Seaport for a while.  These are some of the photos I snapped of various things around the port.  Enjoy!

Geoff and the dogs on the pier by the Amistad.
Geoff and the dogs on the pier by the Amistad.
Detail of the Amistad.
Detail of the Amistad.
Prow detail on the Amistad.
Prow detail on the Amistad.
Anchors at sunset.
Anchors at sunset.
A massive & very old keel of a ship in the only open exhibit.
Geoff & the dogs examine the old & enormous keel.
The Charles W. Morgan, which is being restored.
The Charles W. Morgan, which is being restored.
Detail from the Charles W. Morgan.
Detail from the Charles W. Morgan.
Geoff and the dogs by a rather large split log.
Geoff and the dogs by a rather large split log.
Quaint signpost in the Seaport.
Quaint signpost in the Seaport. (Probably peed on by lots of dogs today.)
The sun begins to set over the Seaport.
The sun begins to set over the Seaport, which means it is time for us to go.

That’s it for today.  There will be more tomorrow, the camera is all charged and ready to go.

~Kelly