Frog and Goat

Our information security team sends fake emails to us on the regular so we’ll, hopefully, know what phishing looks like and not fall prey to stupid. The other day one phishing effort went around and several people in my department received the fake email. Only one person was slightly tempted to click on it, because in 2010 it was an actual thing that the company did–give Amazon gift cards as an attagirl/attaboy. She actually had one of those emails from 2010(!) and shared it with us. She also said she was cleaning out her mailbox. Now, I don’t feel bad that I just deleted stuff from 2016.

I got promoted last week. I’ve known this was coming since early October but there is so much to do before things like that can happen. SO MANY THINGS. Anyway, now everyone knows about how we’re shaking up the department and who reports to whom. When the news was first announced, one of my employees was so flustered she didn’t stop talking for the full 30 minute meeting I had with her after the announcement. Girl, take a breath.

I think that’s going to be my mantra going forward for the next several months. Take a breath.

We are in Duck for a short visit. The weather is great and the water is cold (71 degrees).

After a long morning walk, we drank some delicious coffee on our balcony.

After breakfast, we spent several hours on the beach. It isn’t full of people so that’s nice.

Beach

The lure of a drink called us over the dunes and now we’ll hang out until dinner. Not a bad day.

Last night we had a terrific burst of thunderstorms. At one point, it seemed like the hail and wind wouldn’t stop. We briefly lost power but then it came back on. Most of the neighborhood was dark. There’s something to be said for being in the section of the neighborhood that has underground power. While it was a pain during the install, it was nights like the last that made us feel lucky.

Around noon today we went outside to clear the debris (had hair cuts this morning so couldn’t start until noon-ish). I found a large nest that fell out of some tree and could see one dead bird. There was something chirping nearby so I delicately flipped the nest over. Lucky the robin survived a very scary night and morning. Both of its siblings did not. As soon as Lucky was exposed, the mama bird began feeding it.

The better-half did a check on the intertubes and we found a solution. We sacrificed one of our plastic storage containers and drilled it into the tree out front. We put the nest in the container and then the better-half lifted Lucky into the nest. The adult robins were NOT happy. But, Lucky is being fed and cared for by the mama bird. Lucky only needs a few more weeks of nesting and then can join its cousins in pooping over everything in the backyard.

Update: We know Lucky survived the night, but we are pretty sure it hasn’t survived the week. Lucky wouldn’t stay in the nest and for a helpless bird that’s not a good thing.

We went to see my sister and her husband last weekend for a long weekend. I think our weekend was dominated by good food and good company.

They humored us by taking us to the beach so we could put our feet in some sand and surf.

On Sunday we took a walk at Savannas Park and sweated our butts off. It was Florida hot, y’all. We saw these fierce creatures at a wetlands overlook: