No review (again)

Ronnie insists on being held
about 8-hours a day. I've adapted.

I still haven't completed reading a book. I'm sorry, please be patient with me. The migraines have been rough this week; the humidity isn't helping.

On a more positive note, I've heard that money has been raised to pay a lawyer to handle the discrimination enforced by Parkersburg's city-council. I'm hopeful.

And this means I don't have to keep doing card-readings at the council. They take time and energy I usually divert to other activities (divination isn't my usual cup of tea).

I also have more good news - I will be headed to South Dakota soon, a brief visit so I can take a donation to the BEARS program at Pine Ridge, a youth group focusing on suicide prevention. As an infertile woman, I already know that every single one of those kids is beautiful and precious.

To get, you have to give - and I've been asking the universe for a lot lately. I'm as excited as sleep-deprived me can get about this trip; I've always wanted to visit, there are a lot of sites I want to see. I really need to wrangle this sleep crap into something that lets me have a life so please keep your fingers crossed. I don't want to go to South Dakota and sporadically sleep through the whole vacation.