Thursday, April 29, 2004
Lots of ups and downs lately, I can hardly keep up. Dad's still doing really well, and happy to be home. Of course, Scott's situation has us all stressed out. He's pursuing a couple of leads for jobs. My sis-in-law stays home with the kids, so they have zero income at the moment. They've already sold their lawnmower and one car. Their house was already on the market, but it's questionable now just where they'll move when it does sell.
On the downside, one of the job leads he's following is in Boston. As Mark said, they'll have to go where he can find a job, considering the situation. But . . . we all adore the kids, and Lauren loves to play with her cousins. If they have to move away that won't happen more than a couple of times a year. It's very odd to think that Scott, Julie, and the kids might not live in this area.
Tonight, we went to the nursery. If you're ever looking for us in Frankfort, look at Lowe's, Home Depot, or Wilson's Nursery. Then out for pizza, and home to work on the yard. We put up 10 bamboo stakes in a circle (with an opening in the front) to make a teepee for Lauren, right beside her swingset. In the morning, I'll plant some annual flowering vines that we bought, which will soon cover the teepee with greenery and flowers. The seeds are for Morning Glories
and Purple Hyacinth Bean
. Also, I bought an 8 foot bridge on EBay tonight, so that will be great once it arrives and I put it together - we'll be able to get across the creek easily. The vegetable seeds we planted are beginning to sprout, and Lauren was very excited about that. Kaetlin came over to play for a while, and the girls were giggling and having fun on the swingset while Mark and I put up the teepee. I was smart enough to remove the grass, because there wouldn't be any way to mow it! I might plant some shade tolerant groundcover in the middle of the teepee, because now it's just dirt. Something low, around 1 to 3 inches that can take being mushed by kids sitting on it. Maybe Corsican Mint
or Spring Cinquefoil
. For which would you vote, if you were 3 and a half?
My dear friend Pat has a great job interview next week, and Carol Ann is coming down to spend the night with us tomorrow.
So it's not all bad.
Wednesday, April 28, 2004
Looking for the positive things in life, Dad is home from Cardinal Hill, and is resting this afternoon. He's tired, but very glad to be home. Also, the physical therapists and occupational therapists apparently have all these ranking criteria to measure patients' progress.
Pops was off the chart
on everything. He even climbed up and down 18 steps yesterday. Real steps, less than a week after surgery. The PTs were absolutely floored, by all reports. He'll have to use the walker until at least mid-May when he sees the surgeon again, hopefully then he'll progress to a cane, then later he shouldn't need any assistive devices to walk.
Strongest man I know . . .
I just got off the phone with my boss. Fun convo, that.
Yesterday, I talked to a couple of my alleged friends at EKU between meetings, just venting a little and blowing off steam. Nothing major, I didn't punch any walls or anything. I just said how pissed off I was that this had happened, and I didn't think it was fair or right, and that the allegations they had heard about my brother were categorically not true (because the rumor mill is revved up and ready to take off). Apparently one of them went running to my boss, all "concerned" about my feelings and my "hostility toward EKU". My boss was also told that I was cussing up a storm, which I wasn't. The person who went to my boss also said they felt very uncomfortable and didn't know how to "handle" me. Well, la dee freaking dah.
Let that be a lesson to me.
Note to self: Don't think that work people are your friends, will keep conversations private, or will bother to be accurate when they violate your trust.
In the annals of poor timing and tactlessness, and knowing what happened to my bro on Monday, let us record that my boss chose yesterday
to tell me that I need to spend more regularly scheduled time at EKU, like a couple of days a week. At the place that makes me sick to my stomach. And it's an hour away from my home. And I have no real workstation there, so I can't get any actual, oh, I don't know, work
accomplished down there unless I'm in meetings (mind you, not that I think most meetings qualify as work!). I mentioned to her on the phone today that it's possibly not the best use of my time to have me on the road for 2 hours during the work day, going to a place that limits my effectiveness because I don't have my computer and my files there, just so I can sit around and be at EKU on paper, while my work backs up more. She said they were "working on that". Been working on that for 6 months or more, no progress yet. Good times, good times.
She backed off the idea of me coming down there more often a bit today, because she was "concerned" about me, and wants to be "supportive". Oh, kiss my ass.
I think one of the things that most upsets me is the obviously misguided loyalty I've had toward EKU for the past 17 years. Except for about 5 years, I've been a student at and/or worked for EKU since the ripe old age of 18. I started at TRC as a student worker when I was a freshman. I've defended the University. I've respected the University. I've loved the University.
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
I had to go to EKU today for a meeting. Seriously, it made me feel physically ill to even go on the campus. I hate EKU.
Monday, April 26, 2004
You know, I've been saying for the last couple of years that I'm waiting for some really good news, and yet I keep getting smacked down in that area. Every freaking time I turn around something bad is happening. Note to self: Lower your expectations of life, already!!!!
Did you ever begin to suddenly hate your employer? I mean a deep loathing that goes all the way to your toes? The kind where you want to hurt someone? Until they bleed?
My brother's employment with EKU was terminated this morning, for some very minor issues related to office procedures that arose during an internal audit. I mean MINOR. Things like fewer than 10 personal calls made on his work cell phone, for which he would have happily paid. Software that had been purchased for the office which he hadn't yet had time to install. In the report, it was apparently written up as if he used EKU funds for personal items, and it's just not true. There is no way in hell that termination was the only option. Bottom line, he must have pissed off the wrong person, and this is political. But it really screws with his life, you know? He has two small kids to raise, and this has just demolished
his chances of finding another job in his field. They wouldn't even let him resign.
Fuck you, EKU
My dad is being sent home Wednesday morning! I'm so happy.
Saturday, April 24, 2004
Ooooh, I forgot to tell you something. With all the madness of the last few days (home, hospital, home, hospital, home, hospital, home, etc.), it slipped my mind. Dad's settled in at Cardinal Hill, and some light PT will begin tomorrow. They'll start working him like a dog on Monday. Hopefully both he and Mom can get some rest now - she's not allowed to stay at CH, so if she can sleep at home that will be good. I tried to get her to come stay with us, but she refused. Stubborn wench. We're taking Little Bit (a.k.a. Lauren) up to see him tomorrow afternoon.
Anyway, back on topic - I've mentioned before how freaking crazy some of our management types are. Well, on Tuesday, our Director was summarily fired. The Director and Assistant Director of Personnel showed up at her office around 2:30, talked with her briefly, would not allow her to touch her computer, assisted her in packing up her personal belongings, watched while she filled out her final time sheet, and escorted her from the building. Her e-mail and network user accounts were deleted by the following morning.
Now, mind you, this is the same procedure that has been used with other non-merit state employees who have been fired, so it's not unusual that she was escorted from the building immediately. Bad time to be a non-merit employee after a regime change in state government, particularly with close ties to the previous first family like she had.
Rose is actually a fairly nice person, just far too political and petty, and in way
over her head in that position. She knew literally nothing about training, and hadn't made any effort to actually learn much of anything in the year and a half she had been our Director. But as long as you hadn't pissed her off, she was pretty nice.
But still . . .
Is it evil that I did a little happy dance???
Friday, April 23, 2004
Yay, Dad got in to Cardinal Hill!!!!! I'm so very glad. He'll be transferred over there tomorrow.
Happy birthday to me.
This doesn't feel like much of a birthday, somehow, except that it's raining. It almost always rains on my birthday; the curse of an April birthday, I suppose. I'm getting ready to shower and head to the hospital for the day. Dad's feeling better - the morphine wore off yesterday morning, so he was able to eat lunch & dinner. Physical therapy started yesterday, and he was able to walk down the hall using a walker. Totally
weird to see my dad using a walker, and he seemed to have a hard time with that concept too, but it's only temporary. It was like some bizarre flash-forward, because someday he may need a walker.
That's the only thing that bothers me about getting older - my parents are aging as well. They're in terrific health and stay even busier than we do, but it's odd to think sometimes that my folks are 70 and 71. It's just weird, for lack of a better word. My dad is such a very strong man - we could tell he was in pain while walking, but the look on his face was absolutely, fiercely determined. Once he decides he's going to do something, there's literally no way to stop him.
I am my father's child.
Today we'll find out if Dad qualifies for Cardinal Hill
, or if he'll be going home with PTs from Home Health coming to the house three times a week. We're hoping for Cardinal Hill, because it's a wonderful place and would give him the best start to a full, rapid recovery. Either way, they're planning to discharge him from the hospital tomorrow.
I would write some big long thing about turning 35, but my birthday is not my top priority right now and truthfully it doesn't bother me in the least (except for the reason above). My thirties have been terrific so far, overall, and I have no reason to believe that will change for the worse. So instead, go read Lori-Lyn's blog post
about turning 35. Change a few details, and it's pretty close to how I feel. So nice to have such a talented friend I can crib from . . .
Thursday, April 22, 2004
I talked to Dad a little while ago, and he's in some pain. He said it started to hurt last night, and they gave him some morphine which made him sick. I asked him if it helped the pain, and he said it didn't, it just made him sick. He's a wee tad bit grumpy this morning.
He and Mom got about an hour and a half of sleep last night, and almost none the night before the surgery. I'm heading up to the hospital shortly, hoping to convince Mom to go home and nap for a few hours. I don't think that will take, but it's worth a shot. I'll keep you posted as I can, later tonight . . .
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
Yipppeeee, my dad's doing wonderfully well.
Mark and I got to the hospital around 7:15 (yes, a.m.), and I was able to see Dad before he went in. They took him back right at 8:00, and he was done by 10:00. They were very busy today, so he had to stay in recovery for much longer than needed until a bed opened up on the orthopedic unit. He went up to his room around 2:00, and was feeling no pain and out of the anesthesia nicely. We stayed until around 4:00, then headed home. My brother and sis-in-law were there, as well as my aunt and uncle, and one of my mom's oldest friends. We were having our very own party, laughing and talking.
I am SOOOO glad to be home, and that Dad has done well so far. I really
missed Lauren, because we hadn't seen her since yesterday morning, and I must dash now to play with her before her bath. Later, folks.
Tuesday, April 20, 2004
Dammit, I just created a big long post, and it disappeared on me. Screw it. I had a great day yesterday, today I'm doing some work (godammit), painting Lauren's bathroom, hopefully tiling the table that's on the front porch, then dinner with Mark for our anniversary. We got some really nice cards from family and from Carol Ann, of course. The card queen! And Mark had a nice card and a beautiful flower arrangement for me when I got home - lilies and roses.
Dad's surgery is tomorrow - keep your fingers crossed for him, would you please?
Friday, April 16, 2004
It's been a long time since I went to the circus, but it was FUN
Lauren had a great time, and even got to ride an elephant during the intermission. She had a blast. Tonight, we went up to Lexington, out to dinner with my folks and Scott & Julie and their kids to celebrate my birthday early, then to the park to let the kids run around. After that, to Graeter's for ice cream, which I really miss living in the boondocks. Graeter's, that is. There is
ice cream here. We even ran into LL in the parking lot. Hi, Lori-Lyn!!!!
I have decided that children are slightly dangerous, though. A couple of days ago, Lauren and I were playing and she was sitting on my lap. She suddenly lunged upward, cracking her head on my right cheekbone. It is quite sore and a bit swollen, and I'm about 85% certain that it's broken. That kind of sucks. But I don't know what could be done about that anyway, so I'm just taking Advil. Poor little me . . .
Today, I'm working like a dog so that I can go with Lauren and my folks to the circus at noon. I'm also trying to wrap up a couple of major projects so I can be free next week. Wish me luck!
Oh, and if you're feeling humorous today, go to Google
and type in Weapons of Mass Destruction, then click the "I'm Feeling Lucky" button. Hee hee hee. If that doesn't work quite right for you, because I'm going on memory here, click here
Thursday, April 15, 2004
I am totally copying Lori-Lyn
on this. Check out the Guest Map over to the right, by clicking on View My Guestmap. Plant your flag and say hi!
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
Sometimes, life gets better. That is the message of the day.
One of my best friends for the last 10 years has been Pat. Due to my depression over the last several months, I let that friendship sort of . . . lapse. And I missed her. But then it got to be too long to just pick up again, without tears, recriminations, bad feelings. Or I thought so, at least, and I was a coward.
But lately, we've tried to pick it up again, and I just got off the phone with her after a long conversation, catching up. I feel better having talked to her. She has a gift for making people around her feel better, more centered, I don't know - just better. I really
missed talking with her, but I couldn't rouse myself to do anything about it until her birthday a few weeks ago. I hope she forgives me from dropping out of sight for several months. Hell, I hope some of you do too.
I'm getting better. Or at least I'm really trying.
Oh, and for humor's sake, check out the post from last night at In Passing
. For the truly lazy, it's as follows:
"His phrasing is weird, it's offbeat. He's not pausing at the commas. Hear that? Wait a minute... Dude, he's pausing at the big words."
--A girl watching Bush's press conference on the TV in the lobby of my hotel.
My husband is so nice to me. I'm taking off all of next week, because of Dad's surgery on Wednesday and the fact that I'll lose time if I don't take some vacation days by June. Mark asked me what I'm planning to do on Monday, and I said I was going to paint Lauren's bathroom.
He said "No, you're not. You'll be at Posh
at 9:00 for the Princess Package. That should take about 5 or 6 hours, then you can shop, and I'll drive up to meet you. We'll have dinner at Furlong's
, and Mom will pick up Lauren from school, bring her here, feed her, and put her to bed. Happy anniversary and happy birthday."
Just like in that commercial: I love this man, I love this man, I love him, I love him, I love him. Our 7th anniversary is Monday, Dad's surgery is Wednesday, and my 35th birthday is Friday. With all the stress in the last several months and my nervousness about Dad's surgery, I could sure use a day of pampering. If I were rich, I'd do this every day.
The Princess includes massage, facial, lunch, manicure, pedicure, make up, and hair styling. Woo hoo!!!!
Tuesday, April 13, 2004
If you're a fan of Air America Radio
(and I hope you are!) -
Walter Cronkite is going to be on The O'Franken Factor
tomorrow at noon.
And there are a bunch of great guests on Majority Report
this week. I'm really looking forward to Tom Tomorrow
, in particular. And Atrios
is always a good guest. Great political blog, too. Check it out . . .
Ah, yes, another day in which the internet fights back. I'm trying to finish a report on a huge survey that I just completed, and my e-mail keeps locking up whenever I try to attach the file. I'd really like to get feedback from the team before I do a lot more work on it. It's not too big to e-mail (yet!), and it's really pissing me off. Tomorrow is another day, I suppose . . . I'm tired of fighting it right now.
Hope you're all having a better day than I am!
Monday, April 12, 2004
What a busy weekend! We were Kid-Central at our house the past few days. Back in the early winter, a family moved in next door to us, and they have a little girl who has since turned 4. How ideal is that, to have a girl and a boy on our cul-de-sac who are around Lauren's age? But although we have had Pranay down a few times to play, we didn't see much of Kaitlin (I hope I'm spelling that right!) or her family.
That changed this weekend. Since it was pretty, we actually got the chance to play with Kaitlin - the girls played outside and in her play room on Friday evening. Saturday, we had both Pranay and Kaitlin playing at our house. The 8 year old from two doors up, Hannah, even came down for a bit and handed out balloons. The kids rode their bikes and trikes, colored with chalk on the driveway, played with bubbles, played in our family room, and generally ran around and had fun. We were outside basically having a block party, parents chatting, kids playing. Hannah's dad, Alan, said that the kids were welcome to use her old swingset any time, then mentioned that he was planning to put an ad in the paper to sell it since she's outgrown it.
Mark and I had been talking about buying a wooden playset for Lauren this summer, and putting it across the creek next to the woods - that's a fairly level area. Mark asked Alan how much he was going to ask for it. Forty bucks. SOLD!
It's metal, but we don't have to put it together, so that's a huge bonus. So Alan, Jamie (Kaitlin's dad), and Mark carried it down to our back yard while I found some cash, and the party continued. Pranay had to leave just before that, so the girls had a blast playing on the swingset. Lauren was tickled pink to have her own slide and swings. Yesterday my mom told me about a place in Lexington that sells wooden bridges to go across creeks, and we had been planning to get one of those too. That will be nice, because if it's been raining, Lauren won't be able to get to her swingset. That's on my list to buy this week . . .
We offered to keep Kaitlin at our house for supper on Saturday, so that Jamie and Tanya could go out for an adult meal. They're expecting another baby girl in a couple of weeks, and you gotta take grown-up time where you can get it. So Kaitlin stayed with us for supper, amidst much giggling. We finally
got the girls to eat, because they were having so much fun playing. Then more running around and playing, until her parents got home and we all got the girls headed in to their baths.
The girls are even making big plans to have a sleepover, sniff, sniff. Cue sad music; my little baby is growing up . . . Mind you, they're still a little bit young for that, but it's so nice for her to have good friends right on our street, and even right next door.
OK, you have to read this as if I'm really talking, and most of you know this is how I talk! Doorbell just rang, be right back.
Lori-Lyn, you are a big goofball.
I just got a UPS package from See's
. I haven't opened it yet, but I'm betting on Easter eggs. Thanks, chica!!!!!!
And Easter was a blast. Lauren loved her basket, and then after lunch we headed to Mom and Dad's to have an easter egg hunt with the babies. The kids had a great time playing, and eating lots of chocolate. Every holiday seems to include lots of junk food, for some reason! But you're only a kid once, I suppose.
Now I'm off to eat a chocolate from See's . . . Thanks again, LL.
Friday, April 09, 2004
I won't be posting more than this today, more than likely. I'm taking the day off work, even though I'm swamped. Mark is off this afternoon anyway. I'm getting my hair cut in about an hour, then after Mark gets home we're heading to Keeneland
. Our friend John is home from Chicago for a few days, so we'll meet him out there and have fun. I never expect to win at the races, just to have a good time.
And the first tulip bloomed - it must be Spring. Lauren has brought over neighbor children to show them, she's that excited. Heh.
Thursday, April 08, 2004
Regarding Dr. Rice's testimony (which I'm currently watching), this
is a fricking hilarious recap, and posted before she's even done. Perspicacious, this blogger . . .
Wednesday, April 07, 2004
This amuses me:
Morality is simply the attitude we adopt toward people we personally dislike.
Tied to the Oscar Wilde quote above, I think I mentioned the other day that I contacted my legislators about the push to change state law regarding same sex marriage (which I absolutely favor, of course). The push is on by the fundies to further strengthen the one man-one woman BS. I got a letter yesterday from one of them, blowing me off basically. I figured that would be the response, but still, it couldn't hurt to try, right?
Oh, but on the plus side sometimes it pays to complain politely! When we took L back to the doctor the other day (lab results back today - UTI again, now on Bactrim and hates it, btw), and the doctor said we needed to take another sample to the lab at the hospital, I bitched just a little. He suggested that we complain to the hospital; there are some new administrators, they're trying to make some changes, etc. So I did just that, through the hospital's website. Nicely, even. I got an e-mail today from the lab director, thanking me for my comment, and telling me that in future, the referring doctor's office will gather necessary insurance info, and people like me who are just dropping off specimens will be able to go directly to the lab, drop it off along with the insurance paperwork, and be done. I'm very pleased . . .
But still, I hope L can get over this and I don't have to test out the changes at the lab. I just hate it when she doesn't feel well. I'd rather be sick a hundred times than have her sick for a minute.
In other war news, it seems that we've just killed 40 people by blowing up a mosque.
Anybody think this is going to play well in the Middle East? No? Me neither.
out. Someone has created a photomosaic of Bush with the photos of Americans who've been killed in Iraq. Chilling and sad.
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
Oh, how fun
I just released my first Book Crossing
book! I'm officially addicted . . . I hope someone finds it!
Also, Where's George
is fun. And there might be some interesting sites here
. I'm going to check it out . . .
Hee hee hee. That Lauren is so funny . . .
Last night we went to eat at Qdoba. A friend of mine at work told me about a fundraiser that was going on there, so we went to do our part. Plus neither of us felt like cooking! It was really cool - it was for the Red Cross. Qdoba was offering a meal and a drink for $5.00, and the entire proceeds went to the Red Cross here in Franklin county. Apparently kids ate free, so we got our dinner for 10 bucks, and it all went to a good cause. That's not the funny, though.
A couple of years ago, I found a darling little rocking horse for L at a yard sale for five bucks
! Looks something like this
, but with a face and mane painted on. Usually these would go for more than a hundred bucks, so it was a steal. I cleaned it up, repainted a couple of spots, and it's been sitting in her room since then. She never was exactly thrilled with it, until recently.
Now it has a name. Hortay, don't ask me why. I asked her what his name was, and she started to say horsie, I think, but then realized she needed to change it, so it came out Hortay. She gives Hortay hugs and kisses before bed and in the morning, and rides him every night while we dry her hair.
Last night, it was a whole big involved story. I was a farmer, she was a little farmer girl, and her stuffed bear was a little farmer bear. She rode Hortay while I planted the vegetables. Something doesn't seem quite fair about that, but ok. I planted peas, carrots, tomatoes, lima beans, and sugar snap peas while she supervised. Then she helped me water them. All pretend, of course, but now she has some really nice imaginary crops growing in the floor of her room, and no one can step on the plants!
Then she rode Hortay up to the barn, put him to bed, and she and the bear went to sleep. Heh, she's so
funny, and imaginative. She cracks me up.
Monday, April 05, 2004
Good news, I'm feeling better today. It seems to have been a 24 hour thing, because that's about how long it lasted. Yay!
We're taking L to see her
ped this afternoon. I insisted on an appointment with her actual doctor, because she really likes him. I think she'll listen to him about taking medicine, using the potty, etc. She's a contrary child, and if we had to see that other doctor, I swear I think she'd do the opposite of whatever he said! I would have waited until tomorrow, if necessary, in order to get an appointment with her actual pediatrician, but fortunately he had an opening today.
This is when I really miss our pediatrician in Lex. She's a solo practitioner (so we never got another doctor, unless it was a weekend), and she was terrific. I like this ped, but I don't like a group practice where you may see a different doctor every time. Especially as L gets older, she needs to have a regular pediatrician that she trusts. Hell, she needs that now, every kid does once they're old enough to participate in some way.
Here's hoping for stronger antibiotics this time . . .
Sunday, April 04, 2004
Yuck, I've been attacked by the creeping crud. Head's all stopped up, throat sore, achy, feverish, etc. I blame Mark, he had this several days ago. Fortunately, it didn't seem to last long, so I hope mine is the same. It started last night at dinner; I was just suddenly so tired and the sinus pressure and pain started. I went to bed early and slept late, hoping I'd feel better this morning, but alas no. I've taken some OTC meds, so hopefully they'll kick in soon.
Also on the illness front, L's UTI seems to be back with a vengeance, a few days after she finished the antibiotics. So back to the doctor for her tomorrow. Mark's going to take her, so I need to remember to call in the morning for an appointment. I hate bounce-back infections. She says her tummy hurts, and she's grumpy. I don't feel like dealing with that today, but I have to. Suck it up, and all that. Hope you're having a better day than we are.
Saturday, April 03, 2004
More yard work today. Mark's outside mowing the grass for the first time this year, and, I'm sure, rethinking wanting a larger lawn! Lauren helped me put out copper plant markers
on all the new plants. I got a great deal on them. I've seen different types for around 12 or 14 bucks for sets of ten, and I found some online for much less. $2.50 for 15! What a steal . . .
Of course, Lauren just liked putting them in the ground, not so much near the correct plant, but still. Mark's mom arrived about that time to pick L up for a couple of hours. I have to go over to Home Depot and to the asian market to get some more Indian yummies, and Mark will be a while on the grass. It's always a challenge how to keep her occupied when we both have to do other things. She's really good about staying on the downstairs deck, playing in her sandbox, but we always stay within sight of her, just in case. She is only three, although she seems older most of the time (my dad said last night that talking with her is like conversing with a kid who's 8 or 9, and he's right). On the occasions when we can't keep a close eye on her, it's better to have her with Mark's mom or my folks. She's going to help dig in Grandma D.'s garden - she even took her shovel. Yes, she has her own shovel.
It's a beautiful day outside, and we all want to be out in it. Especially since they're talking about snow flurries tomorrow. Come on, Spring!!!! Fickle bitch.
Friday, April 02, 2004
the baby. Thank goodness!
I'm shamelessly copying Lori-Lyn
today. I took the Belief-O-Matic
test at Beliefnet
, and was remarkably unsurprised by the results. Here's the top ten:
- Unitarian Universalism (100%)
- Liberal Quakers (94%)
- Neo-Pagan (93%)
- New Age (82%)
- Reform Judaism (77%)
- Secular Humanism (76%)
- Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (72%)
- Bahá'í Faith (71%)
- Mahayana Buddhism (71%)
- New Thought (61%)
How incredibly awful
. It's cold out today, I hope they find the baby soon. They have apparently found the suspected kidnapper and her car, but not the child. More info here
You know, I'm generally opposed to overreaching by law enforcement, I hate police brutality, racial profiling, etc. However
, if this woman did kidnap that newborn without a doubt (like a security videotape or something), I would have no problem with beating her until she tells where the baby is now. This is a newborn
, and it's like 40 degrees outside. If that baby isn't found soon, she won't survive.
Thursday, April 01, 2004
Just for grins and giggles, go here
I was just IMing with my dear friend Matt
, whom we haven't seen in far
too long. He worked on the same child protection team as Mark and me, and then moved to Chicago to attend seminary. He's a minister in the UU
church now, and I miss him. Plus I think it's really freaky that I have a friend who's a minister. That's funny, considering how I feel about most organized religion. However, the UU church is very cool. If there were one here, that's where we'd attend. It's really the only church I could consider.
But, on the plus side, he and his partner may be coming home (well, here, anyway, this isn't where he was raised - it's still got to be home for him in some way dammit) for a visit! Gosh, I hope so. Of course, they would be welcome to stay here, so no lodging costs. Hell, I'll even feed them quite happily, so little to no cost for food. He hasn't even had a chance to meet Lauren yet, which just seems odd to me. I think everyone in the world should have the chance to meet such a great kid.
MATT, COME HOME!!!!!
Plus I was telling him one of the many cute Lauren stories. So now I'll pester you with it. This morning, while Mark was still getting ready, I got Lauren dressed, hair combed, etc. She wanted to go outside and, as she said, "watch Spring". We sat on the front porch, and she was pointing out the clouds, birds, etc. to me as if they were a totally new thing.
I think that's one of the coolest things about being a parent. I get to see the world, new, through her eyes every single day. An ant? Fascinating. Plane trails? Amazing. The sky is blue? Totally incredible.
It's so much fun.
is starting out on a roll today. Hee hee hee.
This would be one of the definite bonuses of telecommuting. I can listen to streaming audio of talk radio while working.
Good heavens. This man
represents this Commonwealth? Funny funny ha ha.