There was going to be a protest at the
college. I don't know what it was about; there are so
many things to make people mad. Janet and Missy were going, but I
forgot to ask them.
Karen said she'd like to go, but Tom
told her he was not going to watch the boys for that, although
he would be happy to do it if she wanted to go, shopping; hey, why
didn't she go to lunch first? I asked her if that wasn't sexist and
she looked sheepish, “But he really feels strongly about not being
political. It's part of his self image. Anyway, I'm not going to
turn down an afternoon to myself. Where do you want to go to eat?”
Nikki said that if
the girls wanted to go, she would take them, but she didn't think
they would and Chinese would be fun.
I said Cilla was
too young and Betsey and Josh probably made other plans. Or I could
bring the girls to lunch and Ed could have some quality time with
Josh.
I told Ed about how
nice Tom had been, and I also told him why. “Of course, I wouldn't
go anyway, but Karen was disappointed and I wanted to be
supportive,”
“Jesus.”
I
wanted to keep the drama so a minimum, so I let it go, although I
wondered what Jesus would have done.
But
then, He never organized a protest or march, as far as I know. But
then, I'm not a theologian.
So we
had a very nice lunch (I had mu shu pork), I got a new scarf (black
with red poppies), and the girls got new shirts (Hello Kitty playing
tennis for Cilla and Wonderwoman for Betsey).
Janet
called and said the protest had been awesome. When I asked here what
it had been about, she giggled and said there was so much going on
with all the leaflets and signs and singing, she really couldn't say.
