Welcome to the weekly festivities! Hope y'all have recovered from weekend fun, flooding, chunky meetings, and whatever else has been going on.
I ended up wasting most of the weekend, which was lovely except for I should have gotten more work done. Back in the albatross saddle this week!
The entire last week has mostly been gloomy and chilly. No rain. Only a tiny bit of sun, a couple afternoons. We're supposed to have overnight fog that burns off in the morning, this time of year -- e.g., perfect weather -- but the weather fairies are having some difficulty finding the rhythm.
My son's birthday is friday; he'll be off at a wedding in a distant part of the state. (As a member of the wedding party!) I find it impossible to believe he'll be 28. That day is so clear in my memory. A c-section was scheduled for the next week because of his position, but I started having a lot of contractions -- and I was in court trying to finish up one last case before my leave, and the judge kept calling everybody else's cases, which gave me a lot of opportunity to time contractions. Finally my dear colleague (who was also seriously pregnant at the time) waddled on up to the bench and said, "Judge, if you don't call Kathy's case, you are going to witness the miracle of life right here in your courtroom." That got him moving... ;)
Come tell your stories of joy and woe!