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Day 1131: In a Lady's Dress
Aug. 17th, 2014 05:08 pmThis week work was kind of hectic. One of my cases is rapidly spiraling downward. Not only did my kid steal gun, but he stashed it near a school, and then they called the ATF on him. Yay. They also failed to transport him for his hearing, so I had to swing by the baby jail and let him know what had happened and what would happen. Also, my one protective order has exploded with crazy. Turns out my BS detector is improving exponentially. Yay for me.
Also spent two days at a really boring conference. It was moring partially because, well, the speakers were boring. It was also boring because we stayed in the same room the entire time. Usually conferences have breakout panels where we can move from room to room. Not this time. But I got to hang out with some friends from law school and some friends from the office, and it was fun. I picked up a new dance skirt, and that was pretty fun. The best panels were the ones where the kids themselves - the foster kids - spoke and let us know how they feel. Some of them were examples of the system working. Some of them were examples of the system failing. It cause me some despair but also gave me some hope.
Dingo ate more books.
Dancing is going well. This dance remains the most difficult one I've ever had to do, partially because of the type of music, partially because I have a mini-solo, but I think I've got it. On one iteration my dance instructor pointed out my homicidal resting face, so on the next iteration, I fixed it. I am pretty pleased with my ability to overcome.
I went to my girl BenTen's big 30 shindig. Hung out with her brother and his girlfriend (efff...she graduated from college in 2012), and we had good times. The attempt at a seance with a ouija board amounted in pretty much nothing. But we also hung out and had fun and ate good food, so it was good times.
I started crocheting for the first time in a long time. It's been a while, but I found a pretty pattern I like, so picked up supplies and went for it. Cody came craft shopping with me, which was pretty fun. Despite me being gone to conference, we've been spending extra time together. If I can score a lunch break with him, I take it, and I think it's better for us.
My writing has been picking up now that I'm doing that whole self-guided creative writing course. I feel like I can actually write again, and thankfully not just fanfiction. I have to step outside my comfort zone a bit, but the exercise is worth it.
Week two of running went better up until I landed a malfunctinoing treadmill that didn't seem to think I existed even though I set my weight as ten pounds lighter than it is in hopes that the machine would detect me. No avail.
Also, Cody and I are writing a song. Mostly Cody. He sat down at the piano and started on a chord sequence, built on it, and I scooped up my brushes and joined in, and it worked. I recorded it on my phone and kept it, and when I listened to it again, it was good. And then Cody came up with some lyrics. I haven't written a song since high school, and that song was pretty awful. Cody has a good sense of extended metaphor, which is what a song often needs (unless one is of the RHCP philosophy of lyrics). I'm excited for how this song will turn out.
Hopefully things go better this week. Every week should be better than the last, right?
Also spent two days at a really boring conference. It was moring partially because, well, the speakers were boring. It was also boring because we stayed in the same room the entire time. Usually conferences have breakout panels where we can move from room to room. Not this time. But I got to hang out with some friends from law school and some friends from the office, and it was fun. I picked up a new dance skirt, and that was pretty fun. The best panels were the ones where the kids themselves - the foster kids - spoke and let us know how they feel. Some of them were examples of the system working. Some of them were examples of the system failing. It cause me some despair but also gave me some hope.
Dingo ate more books.
Dancing is going well. This dance remains the most difficult one I've ever had to do, partially because of the type of music, partially because I have a mini-solo, but I think I've got it. On one iteration my dance instructor pointed out my homicidal resting face, so on the next iteration, I fixed it. I am pretty pleased with my ability to overcome.
I went to my girl BenTen's big 30 shindig. Hung out with her brother and his girlfriend (efff...she graduated from college in 2012), and we had good times. The attempt at a seance with a ouija board amounted in pretty much nothing. But we also hung out and had fun and ate good food, so it was good times.
I started crocheting for the first time in a long time. It's been a while, but I found a pretty pattern I like, so picked up supplies and went for it. Cody came craft shopping with me, which was pretty fun. Despite me being gone to conference, we've been spending extra time together. If I can score a lunch break with him, I take it, and I think it's better for us.
My writing has been picking up now that I'm doing that whole self-guided creative writing course. I feel like I can actually write again, and thankfully not just fanfiction. I have to step outside my comfort zone a bit, but the exercise is worth it.
Week two of running went better up until I landed a malfunctinoing treadmill that didn't seem to think I existed even though I set my weight as ten pounds lighter than it is in hopes that the machine would detect me. No avail.
Also, Cody and I are writing a song. Mostly Cody. He sat down at the piano and started on a chord sequence, built on it, and I scooped up my brushes and joined in, and it worked. I recorded it on my phone and kept it, and when I listened to it again, it was good. And then Cody came up with some lyrics. I haven't written a song since high school, and that song was pretty awful. Cody has a good sense of extended metaphor, which is what a song often needs (unless one is of the RHCP philosophy of lyrics). I'm excited for how this song will turn out.
Hopefully things go better this week. Every week should be better than the last, right?
