Extremophiles

Last night b/c i paid off my mortgage in its entirety, I found it necessary to celebrate by drinking copious quantities of alcohol.  So I took Wendy and Carolyn to the Firehole to throw down, as much as you can throw down at the Firehole.  Rachel Moan bartended and Jill joined us when she got done with work.  I bought a bunch of food to go for us to eat while watching FLIGHT PLAN in the Obsidian lobby but we were late and so I got Wendy and Jill just to take the food to the folks watching the movie then we went back to the Firehole to swap out a bad bottle of Gewurtztraminer and the girls made fancy coasters for themselves from napkins and left them in my room.  I went to bed and these crazy girls all went to the pub.  I don't even remember them coming in last night but apparently they woke me up and got me out of bed and everything.  no recollection of that. 

I woke up this morning with bloody snot all over my face and hand--gross.  My nose has been weird and bleeding since I got here.  I'm currently fighting another sinus infection too, ugh.  Today was my first day with new boss Deb. I really like Jenn so I've been slightly apprehensive about working with her replacement, but Deb is cool.  She is very different from Jenn but easy to work with, just like Jenn.  We had someone in pantry call in so it was kind of a clusterfuck. That and I'm still learning eggs so it's kinda hectic when we get busy.  I called mama and Grandma Fred on my lunch break.  Tried to convince both of them to come visit but don't think that's gonna happen. 

After work, six of us went out to Monument Geyser basin.  It's called Monument because of the siliceous sinter spires that are scattered around.  Supposedly, these same type of spires are found at the bottom of Yellowstone Lake too.  On the hike in and out, I got worst case scenario syndrome.  I get this a lot where I think of the worst possible thing that could happen at that moment.  This time, it was me falling face-first and catching myself on a fallen tree limb with my eye socket and having one of my companions say Justin Kalweit-style, "I'm not carryin' 'er out."  But I didn't fall and no one got eaten by a bear.