All week long I've gotten phone calls and texts ... and yes, blog comments that imply I am just having too good a time to actually be working.
Even my daughter Kate has blatantly accused me of being "on vacation". She had the nerve to text that accusation to me as I sat in the Tiki Hut sipping a Coors with my fellow workmates this evening.
I was going to call her back and straighten her out, but the band was playing so loud I figured she wouldn't be able to hear me, or vis versa. Plus my coworkers and I were being pretty loud cheering on a yellow lab named Cody who was apparently afraid of water and then miraculously won the diving dog competition on his final attempt.
Maybe you had to be there, but if you get a chance to watch a rerun of that on ESPN, it's a heart warmer.
Anyway, it's work, work,work around here and don't y'all forget it!
Why, just today I had to babysit this young gator in class.
Look into that eye.
Is he cute or what?
Goofy picture, but I was so stoked to be holding this little fella, and the photographer did not warn me, so she caught me in mid laughter. You know it's going to be a good day when you get to hold a baby gator before you finish your morning coffee.
This is an edugator. His job is educating kids ... and me, but mostly kids in a classroom.
As you can see, it's a sweat shop work environment here at Harbor Branch, after the gator bonding session, I went to a seaweed farm, dragged a plankton net and ID'd plankton under the scopes, and then finally, I went seine netting for fish in the Indian River Lagoon.
It's a regular salt mine around here ...