It’s the last night of the DNC Convention and Hillary’s on the hot seat to bring it home and hopefully, I’ll be up for every word, but… maybe not. Babysitting activities began this afternoon and that infant Eliana, now a 2-year-old, runs/not walks just like her mom at 2-always the next project! Tomorrow I’ll be on my own – a test of my stamina. My family!!!
Yesterday, Leora, poised to finally get the chance to take her driver’s test, practiced for an hour or so while I took my own passenger’s seat and Ron folded himself into the back of my car and even though the car was a bit different for her, she got the hang of it. Good thing, I took care of the brakes squealing sounds the day before.
At 2:000 we were off to Lodi. Imagine, all those trips from Paramus to Hoboken and we always had to pass Lodi and it wasn’t until yesterday that I realized exactly where Lodi was.
We lined up for her 3:00 appointment just outside the boundaries of the closed testing space just killing time and chatting for distraction until her tester arriver and they were off in my car.Ron and I waited to see Leora finally drive up to us on the other side of the building. Yes, she passed, but nothing is simple for Leora and even though she was officially a driver now she did need the literal license and would you know it, the lines at the DMV office were packed, 3 deep. So we waited over 2 hours in a line outside the in the heat of the afternoon that never moved, ever.
Finally, it was clear to me that we would not get the coveted license that day as we inched closer to 5:30 when everything officially shut down. No, Leora would have to find another way to get her actual license and Ron, began working through the problem, considering closer DMV offices. Leora was down and not really in the mood to celebrate but I was determined to clink glasses and by hook or crook, with the help of: Ami, and Adi Ron and the kids we were going to celebrate. We met at the new house in Hoboken and as we walked together to a Cuban restaurant- Leora’s choice, my heart was full for both of us T., and yes Leora did begin to melt under family love.
It was a long day, a good day but I raced home for the 3 rd night of the Dems,probably the best night, the night that we would have loved together. I listened to wonderful speeches via radio and finally home, missed your guy, Barack. He was at his very best. I needed you with me to keep nudging me to stay awake. The silence sang me to sleep, the enemy last night. But given that there’s video everywhere, I watched this morning. Wonderful.
Just another event that I have to deliver here.