So….Now I have to go back and put second coats of paint on LOTS of cupboards. My back really hurts, but we’re SO close to being done.
Had a very long and very pleasant (with tense interludes, due to content…) chat with Glenn last night. I called him at 11:30 and then walked over to see him, and we sat and shot shit until about 1:30 this morning, and then he walked me home. There are distinct advantages to living and working on campus.
Big hug to my mom who innocently asked on the phone yesterday, “Am I worrying enough?”; I controlled my immediate and unprintable response and said, “Yeah, ’bout enough.” The unprintable response I will pass over, but, “Sheesh, mom, I’m 48” will cover for the meantime. PS. A DVD with the best of LaughIn is now available.
Katie is exhausted. Shout out to Paul for standing the two of us to a meal yesterday – lunch at Chong Lum Hin. I gave her 20 bucks for bug spray.
I have new folks to light candles for. I light a candle for a certain incarcerated man, and pray for his rehabilitation. I light a candle for Beacon’s minister Katie Stein Sather, whose father is coming to the end of his long and productive life, and for him and his comfortable passing. I light a candle for Maggie’s dad and his swift recovery from his surgery.
And I light a candle for my apartment, which looks like a well behaved grenade went off in it. Dang!
Snerk. My clothes are fitting better….. Glenn laughed last night and said, “Isn’t the first thing a woman does when she leaves her husband is drop 20 pounds?” I have dropped maybe two, but I can live in hope.
4 thoughts on “More painting w/ prayer”
I’m pretty sure Mothers don’t come with a date stamp when it comes to worrying about their children.
The ones that have it to care in the first place. The media is full of very bad mothers, like that 14 year old girl who hucked her own newborn out of a third story window to ‘hide it from her family’ and then when the family was informed that the wee tyke was still lying in the morgue and that there was state money to help with the burial never came to get it. A cop ended up burying the little boy with his own money!
But yes, those of us who have it in us to care, care acutely.
I think, hucking a newborn out the window also comes under the heading of murder. What is the difference between this girl and the murderers that go to court and onto jail? My friend Andre says some women just do not have it in them to be good mothers, if they don’t have it then why would you (Deb) expect them to be good mothers — basically, we shouldn’t hate them for things they aren’t capable of. What do you think of this argument?
ok, gotta say it. Only 2 pounds? Last time I found myself solo I must have dropped close to 275…