Now I am coming down with Ray's cold, which means he didn't get it from me, I guess. Elisa arrived last nitght and I hope she doesn't catch it. It is nice to have her here. Our schedule will change a bit, since she will be leaving the house before 8. Fortunately, I am an early riser.

I baked some cookies yesterday morning, the rest of the butter-nut chip slice-and-bake. We held out for the sun and didn't light a fire. Ray went off to work and i wrote my life review. The paper we have to turn in is an analysis of the life review, which is private. Sadly, it makes me cry to look back over my life. Some of it is happy, but it feels like I have worked very hard and accomplished nothing. I guess I set my sights too high. All my efforts to recylce and not use energy do not seem to have made a difference. Without the government to set policies, the degradation of the environment and the death of human life as we know it contnnues. Similiarly, the causes of justice and women's rights have advanced little, if at all, in my lifetime. As for my career, I cannot really say that I have had one. I think the assignment was meant to inspire me to decide what is important for the rest of my life, but I feel discouraged instead. I am proud of my children, though. Perhaps they will save the world.

On that front, the big news from yesterday is that Molli learned what her score was on the LSAT--168! That means nothing to me, but she tells us it puts her in the 96th percentile. She can probably get into whichever law school she wants--almost. Maybe not Harvard, but she will have choices and that's great.

I dumped some frozen corn in my pasta salad and took it to the Kenney Ridge potluck, along with Elisa. Soli and Adah and Ruby were there. It is amusing to have people meet her and ask if she speaks English or how is her English. It is excellent. Sometimes she is not familiar with out expressions, but she will ask, which I admire. When I told her we were going to potluck, she asked what is potluck.

She worked in her room while Ray and I watched some TV. We went to bed and I gave her a choice of alamr clocks--the wind-up kind or the digital electric kind. She said, "or I have my own." Of course. One of the ways life is changing from one year to the next.