Did I mention that a 19 yo man was shot twice on my street last Saturday night? When we came home from Tom's mother's house, the whole block was closed by the police. We had to ask the officer to move his car so we could get into our driveway. When Tom walked over and asked him what was going on, he said, "Nothing serious."
Hmph. Nothing serious? And they don't have a suspect? A woman I know who lives down where the police line was had the skinny. A white van followed this kid and someone shot him in front of their house. Her husband heard him calling for help and called the cops. Living a block from the ghetto may not be something I can do for long. I love this house, and I love my neighbors, but this is a bit close for comfort.
In other news, my mom called yesterday, a rare event these days. Her retina is partially detached again and this time they can't blame her blood pressure, which is normal. so they will have to make up some new reason for her going blind. She has a wide swatch of black across her right eye, her good eye, and is terrified that it will not come back this time. She has an appointment with the specialist in Hershey tomorrow. Think good thoughts.
She also took the opportunity to vent about how my sister never calls her, but admits that she never calls my sister. This however, is apparently forgivable, but my sister should call her anyway ;).
David sent a lovely sympathy card to Tom. It was very difficult when David's mother passed away. She died suddenly right before Soren was born, and we all grieved very hard. I so appreciated his thoughtfulness in sending a note.
The card said in the inside, "May peace replace your heartache" and David added, "with time anyway. Take care of yourself and each other." I thought that was very sweet. His dad even sent a xmas card to us AND a sympathy card. I am so glad that everyone tries so hard. I did so love David's family and it's too bad that relationsbecame strained when he was so ill. It wasn't so much the divoce so much as their denial of the state of his mental health that really caused problems for so long. Of course, I still think his sister is an idiot ;).
Anyway, work is going well. I am really enjoying the two classes I'm teaching. The girls are wonderful and I like teaching at a higher level. I'm still doing most of the administrative work that I love too.
Soren is going to be in the Kids Classic (get it? CLASSic?) fun meet for class kids on Saturday. I wasn't going to have her be in it at the last minute because I thought it would conflict with the memorial service on Saturday, but it's at 3 p.m. so I think we can swing it. I should really be there anyway. I'm supposed to be coordinating the damn thing, after all.
Jude has been kind of fussy tonight, but not totally. He can't decide whether he's going to yell and cry, or laugh and grin. I hope it's not an imminent sign of a personality disorder ;). Right now he's falling asleep in my arms while I type, which is lovely. He's such a dear baby.
I have had a stellar dinner of chips and dip, and now Edy's mandarin orange sorbet. How healthy! I suppose I should go to bed since Jude is asleep. I have to get up early to go to the doctor to have my foot looked at. Please please let them be able to fix it with something other than surgery. Crutches and 3 kids is an impossibility at this point.
Oh, I forgot. The girls and I went to the dentist today and got a clean bill of health, other than Emma's last molar that came in with a pit in it. Dammit. Not anyone's fault though. The hygeinist said that the girls have the cleanest teeth she's seen in a long time. Hmmm.. I always wonder if they say that to everyone, or if other people allow their kids to be slovenly ;).