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Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!

Thursday, April 17, 2008

And Sometimes Crisis - Humor = Time

While I am ordinarily delighted to hear a knock on my door and have it turn out to be Fourthborn or Fiancé, he and Firstborn and I spent 2.5 hours in the waiting room of the city jail, waiting for paperwork to be processed. We needed the car keys so that Firstborn could drive her dad’s car home. Traffic warrant.

Fiancé had been telling the children’s father to take care of the ticket, and he didn’t. And last night he was pulled over for driving 52 in a 35 zone while on his way to pick up the kids from work. When the officer ran his license, he saw the warrant. There are several silver linings that I can see in this mess: Fiancé is now serious about completing his driving time to get his full license. And the children’s father will not be driving anywhere for awhile. [He really shouldn’t be driving at all; he doesn’t see well enough, and he doesn’t think well enough. He nearly broadsided LittleBit and me last November.] And the officer who arrested him did not automatically take Fourthborn and Fiancé’s dog to the pound.

So, prayers please for Fourthborn and Fiancé, neither of whom is on her father’s checking account. They have to figure out what to do about rent next month if he’s still sitting out his warrant. And prayers also for LittleBit, who is probably the only one of the girls with any shred of respect for her father. She’s taking this hard.

At least it’s not his face on the side of a milk carton. We know where he is. And now I can honestly say that I have used the women’s restroom at the jail. Not quite as much fun, somehow, as retrieving LittleBit from the tattoo parlor last fall.

I looked at [Almost] Cozy during my afternoon break yesterday, and all of a sudden it’s getting long. I wish I had thought to take my knitting with me when we went to the jail last night, but I would probably have run out of yarn.

Oh, and happy birthday to ME!

[If you choose to comment on this post, please remember that the girls all read it.]

9 comments:

nekokoi said...

ignoring all unpleasantness, happy bithday! xD ..and um.. yay knitting?

Jenni said...

Once upon a time.. in a land far away.. I had a normal childhood and family life. Then I woke up. At least we got to hang out and talk for a while! Ash told me last night at dinner that her "my parent is in jail" story still wins.

Bonnie said...

Wow, this is like deja-vu all over again...in so many ways. In other news, a very Happy Birthday to you!

leslye said...

Happy, Happy, Happy!!!!!!
Birthday.....

Tola said...

Happy Birthday!!!

Rorek said...

Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Mommy, Happy Birthday to you!

May the next be nowhere near as interesting. I love you Mom.

Rachel H said...

I'm going straight for the good stuff, coz I can.

Happy Birthday!

Tinker Belle said...

Happy BirdDay, Lynn!
~Tinks

punkin said...

Happy Birthday!! Oh, actually I think I have to say a belated happy birthday because you are on a different time zone, so it is already tomorrow where you are. I hope you are having pleasant dreams and feel cherished.