It ain't over til it's over. Larry Gelbart left me a message saying it's not over til the fat lady sings and keep picketing. My cousin called me from the lines at Fox... Rumors are swirling but not all good. It's was so promising Friday when the news was reporting break throughs in negotiations. Yippee....
However, as a resident fat lady... no singing yet. First of all, I really hoped to be thinner by the time we called it a day. I haven't weighed in in awhile. There was the whole me being sick things, and my children being sick.... and my feed a cold, feed a fever, feed a headache philosophy.
Hard to lose weight, hard to blog, impossible to picket. My middle daughter also starred in her school play this weekend... she was fabulous... so was the food at intermission. It's been a bust. And Russian mother in law is staying the week with us... feeding us. Non stop.
That's where I am. Vitamins, check... water... sort of ... exercise -- non existent... food eh...
Oh, I nearly forgot the trauma of the day.... No wonder my kids are dramatic, we never lack drama in our home. Anyway, last night at eleven pm, my daughter awoke me to the big news that she wasn't going to school the next day ( today) because of a weapons threat on campus. An eighth grader is threatening the school. She stayed home -- so did 90% of the school. The other 10% were home more or less after first period and after experiencing a "lockdown" in the gym. Now the headmaster writes that while the investigation is on going and the police presence will remain, there is no "credible" threat and the school will be open tomorrow. Hm... it was open today. My daughter works for the school paper. The older boys who were there today to investigate said the police believe the threat is real... which is why the continued presence... So do I send her back...? I believe so. Police are there, the school seems on top of the situation... still... that lingering doubt ... and the very loud doubt coming from my Russian mother in law... Russians are notoriously doom and gloom and my Russians aren't the exception. She can't stay home forever... In all likely hood it's some poor doomed kid who made idle threats in a fit of anger. He's probably never held a gun, much less has access to one and his life is about to go wildly off course. Still...
I have not been nearly grateful enough lately.
I am grateful for the safety of my children
I am grateful for the police and their good work
I am grateful for the school's excellent care
I am grateful that the threat was idle and meaningless
I am not afraid
My kids are safe!
Amen.
Monday, February 4, 2008
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