Unemployment is a mercy, as it saves me the trouble of calling in dead.

JZ, you are a wonder with your looking at things on the bright side. Noah went to daycare today, due to mom exhaustion, the need and desire to unpack boxes, and an eyeglass fitting I have at 10. He was super pilly.

In other news: today one of the days that med students get their residency letters. Which reminds me to get any medical stuff I need done before July 1, the scariest day to be in the hospital.

I know I should go unpack, but I'm unmotivated.

I was going to ditch early service in order to sleep in, but that means standing in line, so I think I am sucking it up and going to early. I need to call and see if their is childcare.

Oh, Kat, I'm sorry. It's wretched when they're pills--especially when it happens for no discernible reason (not that they aren't entitled to have moods just like regular people, but there's that whole part where they're tiny, floppy and helpless and you can't just let them go out on the back porch and smoke and mutter until the foul mood passes, you still have to do everything for and to them, which just makes the mood worse).

I am thinking about going to services (not this Sunday which will be too packed) at All Saints because they have a deep commitment to social justice and are very accepting of non-traditional families. I keep looking for a greater sense of community which my sporadic attendance at moms groups is not quite fulfilling. The limiting factor for church is my lack of belief in God as dictated by most churches.

Enh, JZ, the pill thing is so touch and go (he can usually be jollied, changed, fed, or cuddled out of it) that I think of it as him finding his voice. Yesterday at a playdate with a bunch of other infants, I realized all babies must be part pterodactyl.

Thank god, though, for the ability to take him to day care when he's pilly.

Okay, things may be improving, I think I have gotten a ticket for Leoonard Cohen for face value.

The limiting factor for church is my lack of belief in God as dictated by most churches.

You might want to check out the UUs.

Sue, that is GREAT news.

Sort of exciting stuff: 5 years ago, when I taught in South Central LA, I taught in a special program for motivated kids sponsored by USC. If they successfully completed the program with a certain (competitive) GPA and high enough SATs they would be given, basically, a full scholarship to USC.

I taught one group of ~70 kids for 2 years. Even years later other teachers in the program referred to them as my kids. Those students are now 12th graders. One of my co-teachers called yesterday to say that 23 of the group qualified for the scholarship.

Sure, it's only a 3rd of them, but I'm so deeply proud of them.

You might want to check out the UUs.

My other issue, Jesse, is I LOVE the pomp of good Catholic or Episcopalian service. I've been to a unitarian service and I was like, "hmmm... this doesn't feel like church." Though it might serve the community angle.

I realized all babies must be part pterodactyl.

Screech phase? Oh wait, we called D a velociraptor when he did that. Wrong dino.

An overly cologned guy was in the office, giving me a headache. Now that he's gone, the smell still lingers but is changing: now it smells exactly like Raid ant killer spray.

I sometimes miss the community aspect of quakerism. But then I consider actually attending and getting involved (if I could ignore the whole actual religion part of it!) I get preemptively irritated over stuff I know still bugs me (and not even the belief issue) and uhg!people! It was a nice community to grow up in, but I'm done.