jitp revisited

Sam of Archaeofacts and I have been going back and forth for months about jitp, which is jack in the pulpit if you haven’t been on the edge of your seat waiting for the next episode involving this exciting plant. Those pics I posted show jitp in May, today, and a closeup of today. Click to enlarge (a bit). I posted the closeup to Facebook and folks there made jokes, which cracked me up. And one friend wondered if jitp is poisonous. I *think* it is (but haven’t double-checked) but heck, I wasn’t trying to *eat* this jitp. And the only time my camera acts like it’s being poisoned is when someone tries to use it to take a picture of MEEEEE!

Y’all don’t wanna know about the rest of the day, which was the typical Moom-alone Saturday of grokkeries, laundry, chores (I *hate* vacuuming!!!), cooking ahead, and today working on the nastiest word document in the world for my *work*. I mean, this thing was converted from another loverly Microsoft product called Filemaker (I meant *Framemaker*, Filemaker is old database stuff). Anyway, it is 200 pages or thereabouts and I think that there are probably 15 different styles for basically the same blasted numbering type thing. To the human eye anyway. Computer software applications are still not smart enough to do fuzzy logic. When they try, they just get in the way. Anyway, it’s all writing and that is easy (or not) but, because of the messed up style sheet, Word can’t generate a useful document map and so I am constantly getting lost in my document. Scroll bar anyone? Big time. Grrr. Why was I working today? Because this stuff needs to be done by the time my vacation (or whatever you want to call it) starts. It’s okay. I love my job and with current unemployment stats in this state at 15% (right?) I have *nothing* to complain about. What? Paycheck gets deposited twice a month? How aawwwwful. Not.

If you are unemployed in Michigan or anywhere else, I wish you good luck. I’ve *been* there. It was by choice. It was enough of a choice that I never filed for unemployment, and there were good things about it but it wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Don’t ask me about having to argue to the death about replacing ancient vee-hickles or computers. And then I was left with absolutely no self-confidence about finding a new job. Somehow I ended up with a wonderful new job in spite of myself and I’m glad to be working again and hope it continues.

Good night,

Don’t eat jitp. It’s probably poisonous.

2 Responses to “jitp revisited”

  1. Margaret Says:

    It looks sort of like green berries, but I won’t eat it. I don’t mind vacuuming, but I HATE dusting. With a passion. I also dislike unloading the dishwasher. I need some help around here!! One of our friends has been unemployed for nearly a year and isn’t having any luck. It’s getting pretty nerve wracking for him since he’s running out of unemployment benefits.

  2. Sam Says:

    That looks like the real thing, for sure, and not the impostor I’ve been watching! All it’s berries turned red and fell off this week, BTW….