My internet was screwed up last night and I didn't get to post, so this morning it will be The World's Fastest Post Before Breakfast! I know you, my faithful readers, have to know my situation.
Here's the Good News:
The rain has moved away from us for a few days! YAY! Yesterday it turned sunny and hot [mid 80's] and we started drying out. That was a huge blessing, even though the kids said the back yard was a field of mud.
The Bad News:
We discovered a water stain in the ceiling of our family room. I am not even sure what type of repairman to call to fix it - a roofer?! Clearly our roof was not protecting us properly from the monsoons.
The Odd News:
I had to go to JAIL yesterday. Yes, as part of being a paralegal, one occasionally has to go to jail. I needed a criminal hearing transcript. I went to three different buildings to find the clerk who could help me, finally ending in the Gwinnett County Jail.
I am used to going through a metal detector to get into a courthouse. However, this one made me leave my purse in the car! I was only allowed to carry the wallet, cell phone, and keys. Then, when I found out from a surly female guard where I needed to go, she wouldn't let me go without surrendering my keys and cell phone. WTF?! I was nonplussed. I felt naked without my cell phone, and I don't use it to do anything but make calls! Then I had to fill out a form. I was told I would have to return in a week or so and pick up the report. Oh joy.
Years ago I had to go to the DeKalb County jail, and get a prisoner released. He was a client of ours. He had been arrested for possessing crack, which is what caused the auto accident which landed him as our client [through the insurance company]. His clothes had been stolen. I took him new clothes, right down to undies, shoes and socks. I then drove him to the downtown Salvation Army. He was a nice kid from a good family but they disowned him because of the drugs. I and my assistant had worked hard to send him books to read in jail, get him released, and get him to the Salvation Army. They helped him get a job and a place to live. He promptly turned his life around, got married, found God, and started working. Next thing we know, his wife is pregnant. He sends the attorney I worked for a message and said if the baby was a girl, he was going to name it after HER, the Attorney!!! She didn't do anything. Really ticked me off. But I digress.
That's all the news and bitter recollections of jail I can offer at this time. More later...
SPARE CHANGE?!
I know it's hard to think of making a huge contribution to a charity these days, but think about this. Do you have a jar with spare change in it on your dresser? I keep a glass on my dresser and I empty my spare change into it every night. I probably have $10 in there. I am going to take all that change in a bag to Kroger this weekend and put it in the machine that gives you money for change, and send the amount to the Antares Foundation. It's not helping me on my dresser, and Antares will use it to better the lifes of orphans. It doesn't matter if it's $100 or $2 - they can use any amount. Plus, if you send your spare change, you could win one of our terrific raffle prizes! What better use could there be for spare change?!
