Still in Los Angeles. One more day to go.
I had lunch with a dear friend yesterday. We used to teach together and when I say teach, I really mean we were in the trenches together. We fought the system at one of those huge high school institutions in the inner city. We broke away to start a charter school that is just kicking butt now.
I’m not at liberty to reveal personal details, but she’s going through a lot right now. This is a strong, independent woman and the one of the most dedicated teachers I know. She got dealt a bad hand of cards for absolutely no reason at all and she doesn’t deserve it. Karma doesn’t deal good or bad cards though. Karma allows her to go through all she has and still smile and laugh with me over sushi.
I didn’t mention my writing life at all. It’s not that it isn’t important and I didn’t want to brag, but different things are important to me when I’m with my non-writing friends. Writing is something I’m “stuck” with all the time when I’m in front of a computer or driving or doing chores on my own. I’m okay with taking a break. đŸ™‚
Hubby and I then visited the friend who officiated our marriage ceremony. He had two rug rats running around and was excited to tell us about a new robotics class he was going to teach. He and hubby geeked it out for a while before I was too tired to keep my eyes open. Unlike me, hubby does like to talk about programming when he’s not on the job.
