8 hours of sleep! Dreamed I was in an airport with a list of places I could fly for like $8. Ray was with me and he was not enthusiastic. Below 50 here this morning

We watched a great movie last night. I cried buckets; haven't done that in ages. Very well done, the story kind of unfolds subtly. It's mainly about the relationship between two sisters.

Yesterday, among other things, three students came to interview me about homelessness and the shelter. We get lots of inquiries, mainly from UGA. But we get lots of help from there too. We have 6 social work interns this year and they take care of lots of the details for us. As the semester goes on, they are getting more responsibilities. I enjoyed talking to this group and telling them how our society is to blame...OK not totally. I also had an email from a student who, among other questions, wanted to know I felt like I was enabling homeless people. I wanted to say, I hope so. But I asked her who paid for her health care and transportation and if she would like to try living at the shelter for a while.

I left before 4 and went to pick Ray up. We were starting for the Ramsey Center, but it was such a nice day, we went home and walked down to look at the river instead. It was roaring over the dam. Sunny and cool. Then we made supper together and watched the movie until 10.

All day I have been thinking of Genny's funeral in Oklahoma. Barbara and Debbie are there. I think maybe that relates to my dream about Jessie. Genny was French and also someone I had not been in touch with in a while.

We saw Barbara Eirenreich on the John Stewart show. I loved her for writing Nickel and Dimed and she was great on the show, very direct. Her new book is about how being positive is bad for our culture. I don't entirely agree. I like to think I am sending positive thoughts to Genny's family. Her point would be, I should pick up the phone and call them. Ray did send a card...I was thinking of looking through my old pictures for ones of her.