* Life here is pretty damn good lately. The Ritzier is a great place to work (we have a DAILY POSITIVE MESSAGE from Corporate, FFS, and a guide to letting go of negative thought patterns through meditation posted on a bulletin board in the break room!), and some of my worries about potentially making less money have been assuaged by PAYDAY today; it turns out that while I make a lower hourly rate in the job function I spent most of my first week in, and the same or a little less in the restaurant, BANQUETS at The Ritzier are fantastic money (yes, I have already worked in three departments and it is just my first week--there are two more I plan to train in, but probably not until they have a call-out and I swoop in to save the day, muahahaha), and serving at The Ritzier is much less physically grueling than it was at The Ritz. The other day I had a large table in the restaurant, and when the food was ready and I had stacked it on a tray, a muscular young houseman stepped in, hoisted it with ease, and followed me to the table because MANAGEMENT NOTICED I HAD CHECKED YES TO "HAVE YOU EVER SUFFERED A BACK INJURY" ON MY NEW-HIRE PAPERWORK AND DIDN'T WANT ME TO HURT MYSELF. The same thing happened when I was helping out in Banquets--I filled a tray with dirty dishes and immediately a houseman came, handed me an empty tray, and whisked the full one off because SERVERS DO NOT LIFT HEAVY TRAYS AT THE RITZIER. I could get used to this!
* Pfeffer is dead, and we have no idea why. She was out in a grazing pen with her litter a couple of days ago; it was hot but they had access to cold water and shade. I went to work and then got a text from Hotter that "we have a problem." Problem being that Pfeffer had keeled over dead, her bunnies were not weaned, and in fact they hadn't yet started to eat and drink rabbit food and water from the bottle. Rabbits are nearly impossible to successfully hand-raise, too, as their milk is incredibly nutrient-dense and their gut flora are a complex and delicate balance. Hotter fretted and worried, but the bunnies figured it out and are eating, drinking, and frisky, so that's good. Except now we are down to ZERO broodrabbits, as Iden is far too vicious and nasty to keep around.
* We have bees again! The Italian package bees I ordered had the decency to arrive on my day off yesterday, and I hived them without incident. Italian bees are supposed to be very docile, and I have found that to be true so far (I didn't even get stung yesterday!), although we'll see how they act when they're established in the hive and protecting their queen as opposed to dazed from transit and just getting to know the lady.
* The garden is doing great this year. We're starting to get strawberries and baby greens, and I'm excited to see how everything else does this year. My peppers, cucumbers, melons, and tomatoes are all looking good, and this year's Compost Vulture has popped up already:
Figure One: The "Compost Vulture" is a volunteer squash that graces our compost pile yearly. It could be a triamble, could be a pumpkin, could be spaghetti squash, hell, it could even be a muskmelon. Finding out is half the fun!
* How are all of YOU?