The Republicans have invaded NYC. Oh well – they better not treat the protesters like the cops did in Chicago in ’68. That would REALLY be the pits.
I am proud to say I am one of the people who e-signed the above petition. (Actually I believe God is a civil libertarian.) Apparently it’s going to run in the NY Times, the Virginian (Pat Robertson’s local paper) and also in a Lynchburg paper where Jerry Falwell lives and works. Kewl.
Finally back to work, but just getting there slowly. A lot of boxes are unpacked; a lot are left to do and may not be done before we move again in 10 months, but that’s ok. It’s nice to have the niceties of home.
My daughter was looking for work and now has a job – with one of my best friends. I hope they get to like each other. I’m sure they will – usually one’s children like the friends better than the parents. (At least in my case they do and can you wonder…)
Can’t believe my granddaughter starts preschool next week. it’s the end of an era – when we can’t completely protect them from everything. Up until now she’s only been surrounded by a family who loves her. In a way, she’always be surrounded by us – just like sometimes I feel myself surrounded by the love I had as a small child. My mother’s gone, my grandparents, some of my cousins and in-laws, but at times I still feel their presence in my life. Hope she always will have that.
With any luck, I’ll start choir next week. That is, if we can figure out the car situation. (!) No comment.
Bye for now.
It's a rainy soggy day outside. Brie and Betsy are watching Seinfeld, i've just read that CA has followed MO in its return to the Middle Ages. I worked awhile today, yet it still feels like it's been a day off. I've been getting a lot of sleep lately and getting better from that darn cold/cough that seems to have knocked the stuffing out of me. Dori came by with Madison, who promptly went to play with her toys at “pop pop's” house. Dori's been working a run of days at work with no time off. Everyone is taking advantage of their ability to earn overtime. John went to the first football game in Baltimore – he's manning one of the bars, pumping those beers – off from his full time job to do his third seasonal job. bless his heart.
That tpr trial was postponed – and boy was i grateful. more time to get more evidence and keep my little client protected. and to get healthy so as to give a good fight when the time comes. i put it in God's Hands and i believe that is where it landed. may it remain so!
listening to chant and other church music. my favorite – takes my favorite art with my favorite topic……
bye for now…..
It's 10:05 pm and I should be preparing for what looks to be the biggest pain in the butt trial I've ever been involved in. What makes it all the more exquisitely painful is I have the rottenest cough and cold and feel like HELL. It's a TPR (termination of parental rights) case. These are NEVER fun. I represent the angel, though, thank goodness. Sometimes that's more stressful, because you cannot help but think you are playing God with someone else's life, so if there is anyone out there who sees this journal update, please pray that I do the right thing and do it well. More importantly, pray for my sweet little client, who, thank God, is in better Hands than mine. If you're still praying, please ask for better health for this lawyer.