Not enough sleep again. I have a cold and I am angry and anxious. At first, I thought I was nervous about the play, which is this morning. Being in a play makes me nervous sometimes, but this is different. Then I remembered about the news. I am angry at people who make and sell semi-automatic weapons. I am angry at the gunman's mother--what was she doing with those guns? In fact, I think we need a different word for them--they are not guns for hunting animals--they are people-killing weapons. I am angry at our political system for allowing them to be sold easily with no limits. Why do we have this kind of problem only in the US? True, there are wars and bloodshed in some other countries, but this is different. I don't know this young man's history, but what could we have done to help this family get help before this tragedy? And, I am angry at our culture of violence--movies and video games, and yes, the media. Lots of good things being written; I read some on Facebook, of all things. But I should have known better than to look at FB late last night.

Yesterday was a good day in some ways. I made orange muffins (tasty) before breakfast and we ate scrambled eggs. I walked to the communtiy center. Cori was holding a workshop on homemade wrapping. She had stamp pads and stamps and big rolls of craft paper and red and green yarn. I spent a little time with Adah and Soli (and Cori and Sky). I walked back home and took a bath and got ready for pilates.

The three of us went to pilates and had a good class. We stopped briefly at the Farmers' Market--last one of the year. I bought potatoes and one package of ground beef ($7/lb). I couldn't bring myself to buy broccoli, which looked good, but cost $4-$5/pound.Then we drove to Jefferson, where we met Amy, the AFS host mom who took Elisa to Florida. Her "daughter" from France, Luanna, is Elisa's good friend. This is nice, but I am concerned that she spends all her free time in Buford and isn't making friends and doing things in Athens.

It was strange to wake up this morning and realize she is not here. I spoke to our liaison, Joerg, yesterday, and he does not know of any leads on potential families. If I insisted, they would pull her and find a famly for her somewhere else in the country, I think. He thinks she should be asking friends if they want to host. I don't.

Ray and I had lunch and did some wrapping. We have a box ready to ship to Santa Fe. He spent a couple of hours splitting wood. I did a little yard work and tidying up outside during the warmest part of the afternoon. I made banana bread and regular bread and a kidney bean and turnip dish from Kashmir for supper.

It was heavily overcast and we kept a fire going in the woodstove.

After supper, we went to Town and Gown to watch Pippin with Becky and Kent and Janna and Ron. It was very good, with lots of talented musicians. The costumes and makeup were a little odd--more appropriate to the Rocky Horror Picture Show. I dozed some in the second act; it was warm in the theater.

We didn't go right to bed when we got home, so I was up too late to get up at 6, but that's what happened.