DC Bound Daughter

Our daughter is going to the inauguration- the parties and all.

She had a little trouble finding a ball gown as she is 7 months pregnant- but you got to know Megan to know that very little stands in her way.

From the time she was 8 and risked life and limb following her brothers down ridiculously steep hills on her scooter; or her taking on some the most difficult students in the Sacramento school system as a new teacher, Megan has never backed down from anything.

And, if the rather embarrassing article from the Chicago Tribune that the Desert Sun so gleefully ran just now tells me anything, I don't have to worry about unfriendly crowds.

It seems that the Republicans are all leaving town.

Wow.

I am stunned.

I am embarrassed for our country.

I hope none of those guys are dads who say to their little leaguers- "OK, Son- it is how you play the game- now we are going to give a high five to the other team that won".

I mean, we would not want to add hypocrisy to the list, right?

Yup- I am upset. Very intuitive of you to notice.

But,we are proud of our daughter and our soon to be granddaughter who will be there (her husband could not get off work, and someone has to take care of my "other"grandkids- the two cats that share their home).

So Megan, daughter dear- watch the turns on Dupont Circle.- the most confusing piece of real estate in the world....bundle up, California Girl..and know...I am proud of you.

I honestly believe you were the first to say "Yes we can"- so you belong there this week.

You go, Girlfriend!

Luddites Had It Right

My world has narrowed down to a 16" computer screen.
I am working, writing, staring and waiting for responses to more things than I care to think about.
I am beginning to remind myself of a woman I used to see at a University at which I once taught.
Every time- and I mean every time- I walked passed her office (several times a day) she was sitting there staring at her screen like Narcissus in to a pond.

So I turn on my Pandora radio and try to type to the beat of the music, and I reserve part of my mind to wander the seashore and the mountains and the places I would rather be.
And I crawl back in to my screen and try to make things happen and get things moving and keep my obligations.

Sometimes, there is a "bing" and I know that a friend has stopped by to let me know that there is a human out there somewhere.

Today, I stopped for a moment and sent out some ecards to some other cyber- hostages that I know- faculty, teachers, insurance brokers, accountants.

Next week- I am gone hither and yon and I will be longing for the relative peace of my screen and my streaming music.

But today.....not so much.