I woke up this morning thinking of my mother, which made me cry. Because my mother always ends up making me cry one way or another ( Read more... )

Well, my first two days at the new job have gone swimmingly, thank God. I've already been invited to apply for a position that will soon become open, and have turned in my application, with the proviso that I'll need to strengthen my Spanish skills. That's been a long time coming and shouldn't be too much trouble if I really buckle down (which I ( Read more... )

A bittersweet holiday. Everything pared down, things having shifted ever so slightly. It is most likely the last holiday we will have with Grandma B, Eric's paternal grandmother, about whom I have written before. Her lungs are bad, her heart worse. Things winding down ( Read more... )

Must leave soon. Big day today: another round of job testing for the utility company, for a more prestigious job this time. I really, really need to get a job like this; it would make things so much better.

Scared to death. Wish me luck? Love you all.

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Got word after services at temple last night that Lisa, one of the preschool moms, had given premature birth via emergency C-section yesterday to a new baby girl: a sister for Sophia, her 4-year-old daughter. We've been casual acquaintances at best, but I had a sudden feeling that I needed to visit Lisa in the hospital--the same hospital a few ( Read more... )

Okay, so I didn't get the job. Can you believe it? Fucking turned down for a fucking temp job. I fucking hate California ( Read more... )

I have a job interview tomorrow!!! Looks like that second employment agency I signed with finally came through with something. The job's with a nonprofit in a university setting and the pay is very decent (although still less than I made as a legal secretary) and it sounds basically like everything I would love to have and do. It's a long-term ( Read more... )

It's Shabbat Shuvah, my very favorite of the year's cycle. Shabbat Shuvah: the Sabbath of Return. A time in the midst of the High Holy Days to rest, to reflect, to redouble our efforts, to make our way closer to...repentance isn't the right word. Wholeness, maybe. I turn toward where I perceive my wholeness to be as a flower turns toward the ( Read more... )

Hunter's birthday party is due to start in a couple of hours. I'm hoping I'll be able to face my in-laws with grace.

Incidentally, Eric's stepmother seems to have stopped signing her e-mails to me "Mom."

Lord, give me strength.