March 28, 2006
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Ahhh, what a day. What a weekend. It’s always a little bit of a letdown come Friday night. The market’s closed and will be for two whole days. I can only imagine what scary things are transpiring after hours. My oldest called Saturday morning, though, so I forgot all about my stocks and met her for lunch. She works on Hawthorne, a trendy street in southeast, and after she went back to work I took the necklace we’ve been making and went to the bead store for some more beads. Mostly for help because there was something off about it, and I couldn’t tell what. Sure enough the color of the fill was wrong plus there wasn’t enough of it. I LOVE playing with beads.
Saturday night I took the youngest to dinner and grocery shopping. Her dad kicked her out so she’s living with a friend. I’m too far away is the reason she won’t come here, though I know she much prefers staying with the friend. He told her if she didn’t take her SATs, and if she was determined to get her septum pierced she could go live somewhere else, he didn’t want to have to look at her. Told her she was stupid, etc. She moved all her stuff out, and he called the next day to say he didn’t mean it. Even though her motives are mixed I am proud of her for getting off the dole. She has been working almost full-time, getting out of high school after lunch to go work until 7:00 every night. She has saved $4,000 for her trip. This is why she’s not taking the SATs, because she’s going to travel. She wants to write:).
Sunday morning I went to church of all things. I have been in the mood for weeks, and I finally did it. It was lovely. I really like this church because of the music and the windows and the people. Next week I’m staying for coffee and cookies. It’s a place I discovered in 1988 but I hadn’t been back since they sent my children home with something to color that said they were sinners.
Today I got my first issue of Investors Business Daily and I am having such fun pouring through it with my marker. I can’t believe how far I have come. I had a fabulous day with my stocks, where those picks that had been a gamble are really starting to pay off. I can’t wait to see what the tape (ticker-tape at the bottom of the screen) looks like in the morning.
Comments (9)
I love playing with beads as well, though I don’t get to nearly enough. Personally, I am afraid of investing, and stocks, and making money off of money, but I know it is silly of me, and one day I may pay for it. I just don’t trust it all. . .
How old is your daughter? Prudence, do you live in Portland, Oregon? I wish I knew about stocks more. I invest in mutual funds but never make any money at it. Judi
Markers! I have more than I can count…
Interesting that youngest had the guts to challenge dad and move out. Maybe there is hope after all that she will blossum into an individual all her own and not one that he molded. Sometimes I wonder about my perception of anything, so I end up mentally slapping myself and saying, WHO cares anyway, life is an illusion, we make it up, it isn’t real, if I don’t like it I should make up something different.marilyn
amazes me how engrossed you are in the stockmarket! just another sign of how independent you are to me!
so what church is it that you found out of curiosity?
was it a UU church?
I don’t think a UU church has the concept of sinners… I went to one for a few times and really enjoyed the sermons, thinking it was like sitting there listening to someone read a personal essay,. which I love. Then the ex decided he wanted to go there and I haven’t been back since, although he’s since become a born-again Catholic so it’s probably safe for me to venture back. I like thinking about the stuff they talked about, would enjoy talking about it with people who wanted to actually think.
It is very cool the way you interact with them. Each having her own way of communicating. And what a support you are. You see beyond the SAT! The part about the church made me laugh. Really, color me a sinner. It seems you are more tolerant than that. And woohoo on the stocks!