Good News and Bad News

Today was the day I was on call to appear in court to testify against the thugs that "allegedly" stole my purse. I did not sleep well last night, due to nerves and stress.

All day long I had my cell phone next to me awaiting the call. At about 4:30 I called in to make sure the case had not been continued to another court calendar.

The woman who answered the phone told me that one of the defendants pleaded guilty to the charges. That is the good news.

The bad news is the other defendant jumped bail and now has a warrant out for her arrest, after which it is very likely that I will receive yet another subpoena in the mail, calling me to make arrangements to be available to testify.

Thing is, I did not see anything. I was not aware that my purse was gone (it was stolen out of my car which was parked in our garage - the garage door opener had been tripped that day). I did not discover it was missing until probably 4 hours after it happened. In my humble and not legally educated opinion, I have nothing to testify to.

Oh well. I am sure I will get all worked up about this again at some later date when they find her.

Sportsmanship

My daughter plays AYSO soccer. She is on a 7U team (7 years and under). Part of the deal with AYSO is how good sportsmanship is emphasized. Per their Players Code:

Play for the fun of it, not just to please your parents or coach!
Play by the rules.

Never argue with or complain about the referee’s calls or decisions.

Control your temper and most of all, resist the temptation to retaliate when you feel you have been wronged.

Concentrate on playing soccer and affecting the outcome of the game with your best effort. Work equally hard for your team as for yourself.

Be a good sport. Cheer all good plays, whether it is your team’s or your opponent’s.

Treat all players as you yourself would like to be treated.

Remember that the goals of the game are to have fun, improve your skills, and feel good. Don’t be a show-off or a "ball hog".

Cooperate with your coaches, teammates, opponents, and the referees - there cannot be any soccer games without them.

The bold emphasis is mine. K's team lost the game 5-2, but that was not the upsetting part. About midway through the first quarter, K was on defense, and one of the girls on the other team told her and two of her teammates that K's team stinks. I could tell just by looking at K's face that something was wrong, but did not find out what until the quarter break. K was crying. I told K's coach what had happened (and thankfully the second quarter was K's time to sit out). He let the referee know, who let the other team's coach know.

At the end of the game, the teams all line up and high five each other, but there were no apologies from any of the girls, nor the coaches. I know I should let it go, but I am really angry.

I can't shut my mind off

My mind is obsessing about earthquakes the past few days. I keep wondering when the big one is going to hit. We are also going to have our first Santa Ana Winds on Sunday, which is another worrisome thing for me. We did not lose anything in the Santiago Canyon fire, but that beast sure came way too close to us. When they start sounding the "voluntary evacuation" alarms, it is way to close for comfort. I guess these anxieties are nothing a prescription for trazodone couldn't help. I really should get back to the doctor to get something for the depression and anxiety. It really does stop me in my tracks.

Friends

My daughter came home from school today with a new necklace. Her friend at school gave it to her. It is half of a "Best Friends" heart. K and her friend are not in the same class this year, and for the last month of last year, her friend was out of the country. I am so glad that K's friend came back and is in the same school as K. I was really touched by the gift to K.

It is looking more and more like I am going to have to have a hysterectomy. My internal female organs are waging a war against me, and the situation is becoming untenable. As of two years ago, I did not have cancer, I do not have fibroids, I just hemorrhage for weeks at a time (sorry to be so damned graphic). I am having difficulty keeping a handle on my depression.

Yesterday, I missed my Tuesday morning breakfast with my friends because of other pressing business. They thought that I may have been upset that I showed up last week and no one else was there. I wasn't. It gave me an opportunity to have some good face to face time with K before school started. Anyhow, apparently in my absence, my friends have planned for my surgery. They are planning on bringing breakfast, cooking dinners and taking K to school when I cannot drive. I am so deeply touched by this. Seriously. When I was talking to S (my friend) today, she told me that they were going to totally impose on my life. We chuckled, because she knows that I have big difficulty asking for help.

I also ran into one of my other friends whose daughter was on both K's softball and swim teams this summer. She told me that I had better call her if I need anything at all.

I got a subpoena in the mail today. It totally freaked me out. Apparently the theft ring that stole my purse are starting to have their days in court. I am feeling rather apprehensive about this, part of me is like "Yeah, man, burn baby burn!" while another part of me feels exceedingly vulnerable. Plus the wording of the subpoena "commanding" to appear in court is, to say the least, offputting.