Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Henry Street, June 2007


Came home last night from a dinner with some folks from the Zendo, and felt a little achey and strange. Took my temperature. 100 degrees! Great. Is this what happens when you spend the weekend with small children? My Mom always said little kids are virus factories.

To make things more interesting, I'm supposed to testify in court today. I'm president of my co-op board, and we have a building-related case coming before a judge. I've never testified before, and I'm not looking forward to doing it while feverish.

Life throws some curve balls, doesn't it?

9 comments:

Reya Mellicker said...

Children are building their immune systems constantly. They do this by contracting viruses right and left. I wonder why they're so contagious, though. Great pic.

I hope your temperature settles back down to something closer to normal and that the court experience isn't made worse by your illness.

Sending good energy in your direction!

Merle Sneed said...

I hope it goes well in court, but more importantly, take care of yourself.

My little guys are forever catching something at preschool and passing it on to me, so I feel your pain.

I really like the picture today.

Squirrel said...

The photo is great. I do feel obsolete. greta excuse to nap.

take care, drink lots of fluids.

Squirrel said...

that photo reminds me of Buster Brown sort of. (The patron saint of ugly sensible shoes for kids)

Lorianne said...

I hope you feel better soon. In the meantime, that's a great image.

patrick said...

Thinking of you, hope you feel better...and that court is easy.

alphabet soup said...

I'm certainly grown-up and by next Monday I may well feel obsolete!! I hope the court case went OK.....

Ms Soup

lettuce said...

being grown up sucks.

at least, so i've heard. i'm hoping never to find out.

ja.mes said...

This child propagates a dangerous message. Wonder if she's in a cult. She looks intensely crazy, perhaps suicidal.

Good luck in court. I was on a jury over last summer for a drug case where the defendant accidentally admitted under oath that he was guilty. His lawyer wasn't paying attention and the judge had to scream at the defense to get a motion for the jury to ignore the statement. We apparently did and declared a mistrial. This was after the defense's closing arguments that lifted long passaged from book one of Harry Potter.
Life isn't as cool as Law and Order.
The point is, as long as you don't admit to murdering anyone, you'll be ok up there.