um ... I really hope it's not true, but I've read some reports that they aren't tracking which kids came with which parent(s), making reuniting them difficult if not impossible

From what I've read, not only is that correct, but ICE has been destroying paperwork (such as it is) as they go.

Moreover, there are multiple instances of toddler aged children or younger (8 months) being kept in detention while their parents have already been deported. So...good luck with that 8 month old child being able to identify their parents, should the parents make it back to America.

The damage is already being done. This trauma has already been created. But it can get worse.

So, in less traumatic news, I was kind of overwhelmed by my to do list when I got to work this morning, it just seemed like a lot, but now it's all done except recapping my conference call from yesterday and that I just don't want to do.

And the "keep families together" executive order sounds very much like we're just building all-ages concentration camps now.

That's what I'm assuming. It'll still be horrible, because we are monsters, fulfilling the long history of the US being monsters in this exact way.

It would be nice if we could just, like, try not taking kids from their parents for, I don't know, a century or so, see how that works out. It doesn't seem like that would be too difficult.

Welp, just posted something to Twitter that will almost certainly fill my @s with outraged right wingers. This should be fun.

I mowed the lawn earlier and my stupid bad left ankle went out on me and I fell on my ass in a pratfall worthy of Dick van Dyke. It was the front yard, too, but I don't think any neighbors saw me fall.

My ankle hurts a lot, but I have it elevated and I have ice on it and I took ibuprofen. The whole reason I'm sharing this is because my plan for the day after mowing was to go to the grocery store and do my laundry. I deserve a giant gold star for NOT going to the grocery store and not going up and down the stairs to do my laundry. Can you believe I'm being sensible??? (Although the fact that I'm being sensible should tell you how much my stupid ankle hurts. I need a robotic ankle.)

I *did* finish mowing the lawn after I fell down, though. I mean, come on. I'm not COMPLETELY sensible. I will by god checkerboard that lawn when I mow, even with a busted ankle.

Good job being semi-sensible, Tep. Maybe 3/4 of a gold star? Electrum star?

I fell off my front porch once, just completely faceplanted on the lawn. None of my neighbors saw, apparently. My first reaction was relief that no one witnessed that. My second was alarm that I could've really hurt myself and nobody would have noticed. But, hey, hasn't happened since.

The celebratory lunch for my great grand boss getting promoted to VP was scheduled for an hour and a half and only lasted 37 minutes. Seems like I should be able to draw some kind of conclusion from that, but I have no idea what.

Good job being semi-sensible, Tep. Maybe 3/4 of a gold star? Electrum star?

Hey, the lawn looks GREAT, tho.

I mowed the lawn earlier and my stupid bad left ankle went out on me and I fell on my ass in a pratfall worthy of Dick van Dyke.

See this is why I let the clover and dandelion take over and refer to my front lawn as a "meadow."

I was literally just marveling at the patterns on baseball grass, so you can imagine how impressed I am that I know someone who would checkerboard her own lawn.