Thursday, January 31, 2008
It is certainly easier to move when you are just moving across town, and when you have plenty of friends to help you.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Sherry had to work late yesterday. Usually Wednesdays are her busiest days, because their deadlines fall on Wednesdays. She seemed to think that they put in enough work yesterday so that they wouldn't have to stay late today. I hope so.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
One of my friends in the public defender's office was kind enough to bring me a copy of a criminal justice handbook I have been coveting this afternoon, so my appearances in criminal court weren't a complete exercise in futility for me today.
I waited around criminal court until about 10:45 a.m., and then asked to roll both of my criminal court cases to the afternoon docket so I could get over to juvenile court. Judge Gallegos granted the motion, and I went to my car to drive over to juvenile court. When I checked my voice mail on my cellular phone, I had a message from juvenile court saying that the juvenile court case had been rolled to the afternoon docket as well. So, now I have three cases in two different buildings on the 1:30 docket.
At this point, I may have to take a break in the afternoon proceedings to go and pick up Sarah before daycare closes at 6:00 p.m.
The Estill Springs Police Department has acquired new radar equipment to enforce speeding laws, including one of those trailers that tells drivers how fast they are driving. I remember that Estill Springs began to acquire a reputation as a speed trap many years ago and that the mayor at one time threatened to resign because he would not preside over a speed trap town. People travel pretty fast on Rock Creek Road, on which the cabin sits, so I can see where the community would want to address the problem.
I had lunch scheduled with Brent Nolan, my friend from law school, today so we could handle some business in a case we're both involved in. He hit a bit of a snag yesterday in the case, so we're going to postpone until it is resolved. I had also wanted to talk to him about Sarah's dog bite injury, since he does more personal injury work than I do, but I guess we'll do that later as well. So far, Sarah has incurred more than $12,000.00 in medical bills, and she may still have to have another surgery.
Monday, January 28, 2008
The sauce turned out to be yummy, and Sherry pulled out the casserole dishes and layered pasta, sauce and cheese (Fontina and mozzarella) in them. It made for a nice meal (and a fragrant house) on a cold day.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Our Mexican feast was fun. Each household contributed some ingredients, so we had plenty to eat and enjoyed spending the afternoon with Mom and La and Stew and Les and Fraz. Grace is now scaling stairs, though she hasn't figured out how to descend yet. Sarah still goes back and forth between enjoying playing with Grace and being jealous of her. I suspect that the older Grace and Sarah both get, the less jealousy will be a problem.
As is her wont, Mom took Sarah home with her for an evening of down comforter and cartoons. Sarah usually trashes poor Mom's house pretty good after an overnighter, so I expect to find toys and artwork strewn all over Mom's house when I go to pick Sarah up this morning.
I have to say that Louie's tough. He's also a pretty good sport, because even with Sarah's repeated rough handling, he lets her pick him up and maul him.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
Mom went on a spending spree today at T.J. Maxx, and apparently Sarah is getting ready to cash in on some new clothes and toys. Sherry is going out tomorrow with a local realtor to look at ten houses, so Saturday should be an interesting day.
The firm was able to hire computer geeks to recover the deleted files, but it's a good story to remind everyone how important it is to back up your files, no matter what you do for a living.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
It is interesting how one's mind freezes people in time. I am older now than Ron was in the photo.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
The flick is based on the early careers of the crew of the classic Star Trek television series, and I understand that Leonard Nimoy (Spock) appears in the flick, though obviously another actor will play the role of the young Spock. The film is expected to be released in December 2008.
Sherry bought the Family Guy Star Wars parody over the weekend, and I've watched it a couple of times now. I'm a Star Wars geek from way back, and have more recently been exposed to the Family Guy cartoon via the kids. Like a lot of cartoons, much of the humor is aimed over the heads of the children, and the show can be pretty crude. That having been said, I get a laugh out of the show, especially some of the arcane references to old television shows and movies. The Star Wars spoof was especially funny to me as a Star Wars geek, and I was really impressed with the artwork.
My only problem is that Sarah keeps repeating baby Stewie's joke in his role as Darth Vader. "Oh! I sithed my pants!" This will be difficult to explain to the ladies at her day care facility.
Sarah's still asleep. I am observing the MLK holiday, though I may do some paperwork and/or bar association tasks. Sherry's got a very busy week. The Real Estate Book is working her thirty minutes later each day, and she also has Skirt! ads starting to come in. This is the first week in a while I've had with no court dates or meetings, so it will give me a good week to catch up on some office practice.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
I had the Portabello mushroom meatloaf with mashed potatoes, so there's no way I was leaving unhappy. Sherry had a yummy salad that featured feta and blueberries. Mom had a crab cake sandwich, and Les had a crab cake eggs Benedict dish. I guess they were feeling crabby. Uncle Fuzzy had a light shrimp pasta platter that was very tasty, and La had a turkey sandwich. As we often do, we shared our meals, so everyone had a bite of everyone else's food. Accordingly, we will all have each other's illnesses this time next week, but such is life.
Sherry and I paid for our meals and a Hummus appetizer, and the bill was about $50.00, which included a 15% tip. We usually tip 20% or better, mainly because I knew so many people as I grew up that worked as servers in restaurants. I found our service today mediocre, hence the 15% tip. As in Nashville, Green Hills Grille is expensive, but a nice place for a meal.
I drove out to Linden, which you reach from Interstate 40 by taking a highway south along the beautiful Buffalo River valley, and Linden was tiny. The courthouse was very old, though quite nice, and I felt like I had stepped back in time. I talked to the lawyers involved in the case and explained why I was there, and what my position was. We felt like we lawyers could work things out, so I sat back to observe the proceedings.
When the trial commenced, I recognized the Circuit Court Judge who was presiding and noted as he walked in that he was wearing cowboy boots. In fact, as I looked around the room at the other men who were wearing suits, I saw that all of them were wearing cowboy boots. I reflected that in my tasseled loafers I probably looked the part of the big city Nashville lawyer I was sent to portray. I had appeared before Judge Hooper before in swanky Franklin, the seat of Williamson County just south of Nashville, and seen him in dress shoes. He just knew the dress code in Linden better than I did and wore boots like everybody else.
To tell the truth, I've never owned a pair of cowboy boots, except a pair Mom dressed me in when I was two. I'll stick to my loafers.
He recently declined an appointment to the Supreme Court of Tennessee, citing family obligations, and a dispute arose between Governor Bredesen and the Judicial Selection Commission over the candidates the Commission sent the Governor as his choices for the appointment. It's a complicated story that would bore most lawyers, but I suspect that Judge Dinkins was persuaded to apply for the seat on the Court of Appeals of Tennessee and to serve to avoid touching off another round of fussing. I believe he will be an excellent appellate judge.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
I had a traditional breakfast with eggs, sausage, biscuits and sausage gravy, and potatoes. I figured it would be a good baseline breakfast to see if I like the place. They also offer Eggs Benedict and a swiss cheese, asparagus and egg affair that looked interesting. The place also serves lunch, so I'll report later on their dinner fare. Sherry, Sarah and I had breakfast this morning there for about $30.00, which included a $5.00 (20%) tip, so it's not cheap. I won't abandon the good ol' Midland Restaurant for breakfast, but we enjoyed the Sun Up Diner, despite the tab.
Also, Nashville-based Gibson Guitars is merging with TC Group, a Danish audio equipment manufacturer. I own a Gibson Backpacker guitar that I really like, and sent resumes to the company a couple of times when they were looking for attorneys for their legal department, though I have a hard time seeing myself as a corporate lawyer, even for a guitar company.
I'm pretty diligent with my dental hygiene, but not everyone is. Fluoride in the water is a simple step that will improve a lot of people's dental health.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Sherry's Real Estate Book had its deadline yesterday, so today should be a light day for her. Sarah discovered a pair of her brother's cowboy boots and wants to wear them to school today.
UPDATE: Feeling special sporty, Sarah pulled her favorite dress, "party day," out of the closet and has put it on. So at present, the child has blue fingernails, a magenta dress and snakeskin cowboy boots on to go to school, and she just asked Sherry to put purple barrettes in her hair.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Walter was a pilot in the Pacific in World War II, and I remember him reminiscing about his days as a pilot in his skullcap, "Boys, I was dashing!" I bet he was. I worked for Walter and his wife Barbara, my mother's first cousin, at Style Craft Sample Company in Hickory, and I have many fond memories of those days. He's at the Veterans Administration home in Asheville now, and I really should make a trip up there to see him soon.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Firstly, I am not a great student of the late 1800's, and so I lacked background that would have made the book more approachable. Secondly, Adams wrote in the third person, referring to himself as "Henry Adams" or "Adams" throughout the book, which I found distracting, though over the course of the 21 hour audiobook, I got used to it. I think the problem was more my lack of background knowledge about the people and events with which Adams interacted than his use of the third person, however.
My next audiobook is about Abraham Lincoln, which I hope will be more entertaining to me.
UPDATE: The latest forecasts sound like we'll get more rain than snow here in the valley of the Tennessee River. The mountains are more likely to get some real snow.
This photograph is a classic, taken in Grandmother's kitchen, I believe. I always thought Julie had it made growing up next door to her grandmother. They clearly had a special bond. Julie reminds me a bit of Sarah in this picture.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Here’s a couple photos from Christmas—Sonia sent these, I’ll have more from my camera later. The one of Stew and Grace is from Christmas dinner. One of their traditions is opening Crackers—it’s an English thing---they look like huge pieces of candy and you pull them apart—they pop like a small fire cracker and then there’s a paper crown inside, which you MUST wear and a small gift (like you get in a Cracker Jack box) and a really bad joke, like you get in a bubble gum wrapper. Anyway, they are lots of fun. They other photo is when they went snow shoeing. I wanted to go SO BAD, but it was much too cold for Gracie that day and I thought it more important for Stew to be with his sisters rather than me. So, me and Gracie stayed home and drank wine with Lorna around the fire.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Sunday, January 13, 2008
She also went to her Nashville hair stylist yesterday, though she promises she did nothing dramatic to her hair. She said she hopes to be home around lunchtime today, so I'll probably take Sarah out and go grocery shopping so that task will be accomplished.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Sarah and I camped out at Mom's last night, since Mom and Sarah try to have a sleepover at Mom's on the weekends. We got up this morning and ate breakfast at the Papermill Drive Waffle House, and then we went back over to La's for a visit before Sarah and I came on back home.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Feeling nostalgic tonight...can't believe it was a year ago!
I remember feeling unusually calm and
content and very much looking forward to the morning. It felt like Christmas
Eve and it was hard to sleep for all the excitement and anticipation of the
next day! We got up at 5:00 am and headed for the hospital not really sure
what was going to transpire.
Mom and Uncle Mack are sending photographs back and forth like mad, and I have a bunch in my mailbox that I haven't even looked at. Here are Aunt Nancy, in red, and Grandmother Isenhour in front of Grandmother's house. I have the sudden urge to sit in the sand and play with a spoon and coffee jar.
I really haven't decided what to do Saturday, other than grocery shopping and the typical weekend errands. I had thought about trying to get a group together to go out and camp at Mighty Oak, but decided against it since we are all fighting off respiratory infections at our house.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
We've had three days of really nice warm weather here in East Tennessee, though we had a good rain last night. I'm glad we got outside to enjoy it.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Make no mistake, this place is more bar than grill, and not a place you'd meet a business acquaintance or take the wife and kids, though it looks like a great place to watch a game and drink beer with the guys. Also, they are a 21 and up establishment, so they allow smoking inside, and no doubt there's quite a fog in there when it cranks up. I give it a thumbs up for the sandwich and tea this afternoon.
Monday, January 7, 2008
In this photo I see a confident, relaxed and happy man, perhaps at the top of his game. I have seen relatively few photographs of him, at least compared to those of my Granddaddy Ogle, so it is nice to see this image of Grandpa Isenhour with a smile on his face enjoying his bountiful life.