Project in Lawton.

I'm nearly finished here. When I originally designed this job (like, back in May?), I requested 12 wall-mount or ceiling mount speakers, and 117 2X2 lay-in speakers. I received 131 2x2 lay-in speakers to do the job. Now I have to get procurement to swap out some of the wrong speakers for the right ones.
I have gone as far as I can, and I'm ready to cut the system over, just waiting to receive the right speakers so I can install them in the hard-lidded areas. There was nobody at the office on Wednesday afternoon around 3 pm. Closed on Thanksgiving. So I had planned on going to the office on Friday to get my new speakers. Guess what? Nobody there on Friday. Good thing I called first. I was at the gas station filling up for the trip and I couldn't raise anyone on the phone. I called Bill Wright on his cellphone and he was in Dallas.
So, it looks like I have an unplanned 3-day weekend. woo hoo.
(I didn't WANT a 3-day weekend. I wanted to finish the job.)

I promised my Grandmother that I would arrange to come and see her in Kentucky as soon as I have some time. Between Lawton and my next project might be my opportunity. It hasn't gotten too cold yet - I don't think. I just need to figure out the logistics of this little venture.

I turned 40 last month. I had three birthday cards from different hospitals or women's clinics urging me to schedule my mammogram. I laughed. I got a phone call from my insurance carrier wishing me a happy birthday and reminding me to schedule my mammogram. I laughed.
So, all of a sudden when you turn 40, everybody cares about your boobs?
Another thing: is there a great big database of women's birthdays that all of a sudden activates at the magical age of 40? Where did all this mail originate?

I called the pet shop to inquire about the availability of a male sugarglider. I've been worried that Freydis was lonely. They told me that they don't order them until you've pre-paid for them. They called me back that they could get a male in about 2 days. Then I started corresponding with a breeder up in Tulsa. I got a phone call from the pet shop - they got the sugarglider in. Wait... I didn't order one! But since the poor little bugger was there and I'm sure: traumatized by the trip, I went ahead and bought him. He's a FAT little thing. And bold. He jumps onto the bed at night, and if my feet are sticking out, he bites me on the toe.
I can tell he's never been out of a cage in his life, and he was fattened up on cat food. He's not liking the sugarglider formula that I feed so he has taken to stealing dogfood nuggets out of Megabyte's bowl. I've named him "Gordo". He's starting to get his bearings and learning how to balance and run around like Freydis. I think he'll be just fine.

I did trade the Van for the '99 Ford F-250 truck. I'm selling the truck to a friend.
I sure miss that van, though. Jerry really likes it.

The weather here in Lawton has been cold. I disconnect the water every evening so it doesn't freeze. Today I need to clean house and I bought a new poster for the wall. I am decoupaging around the edges and framing it. I have my Elmer's School Glue and my hobby knife and dragged the table out from under the bed for my work surface. Getting ready to get all crafty up in here...
I'm such a nerd!

You have a great day.
MsAmber