Oh, so happy it is Friday.
One of my friends asked me if I got a picture of the firefighters popping open my car door this morning - unfortunately, my camera was in my (locked) house and I did not. (Edit: I just realized that I clearly stated this in my last post. Duh.) These were not, by the way, the firefighters in my "Firefighters of H*milton County" calendar. (Sorry Ariana!) These were older guys who are closer to retirement who were wearing funny hats and heavy coats as opposed to young men wearing six packs and only suspenders on top. They are my heroes anyway. As embarrassing as it was to have a freakin ladder truck pull up in front of my house because I can't figure out how to not lock myself out in the cold, after 35 minutes of standing in the cold I was really happy to see them.
I brought over an apple pie and peanut butter cookies this evening. I kept a few cookies for us, but A_ looked very disappointed that the whole apple pie was leaving our kitchen, never to return. The guys were out on a run, but there was one guy there who looked pretty happy to accept the treats.
Caution: Fucked up abortion and baby shit ment.
Last night I had my writing group (aka drinking and eating and gabbing group). My dear friend M_ (the one who offered up her maternity clothes) told me she had student who is pregnant. (She teaches at the high school where I used to work.) Apparently the student told a friend of ours, Reb, who is also a teacher there. The student knows that Reb and her husband are trying to adopt.
That REALLY sucks for Reb. On so many levels. Because apparently the student's mother has scheduled her for an abortion. And despite the fact that the student doesn't think she *wants* to get an abortion (she think wants to give the child up for *adoption* - oh god my heart is breaking for how strong this little girl must be) in my fucked up State, the girls parents can FORCE her to get an abortion.
I am pro-choice. But that means the person carrying the baby gets the choice.
(Edit: So several of you questioned whether this was possible. I was shocked when M- told me, but I didn't question it because she had been told this by the principal, who she had asked about this. However, after googling I can't find anything, so perhaps it is indeed not law. But then I wonder why the principal would say that. Maybe b/c he didn't want the teachers to get involved in what is obviously a tricky situation? Maybe b/c he thinks the girl will be better off with an abortion and wanted my nosy friedns to butt out? I do not know. But I am going to call M_ and talk to her about it... Of course, even if it's not a law, I doubt the girl would go against her mothers wishes if the mother is adamant. Apparently she is a single mother and doesn't want history to repeat itself.)
So the girl told Reb, possibly because she thought Reb could stop her mother and possibly because she hoped Reb would want to adopt her baby. And Reb does, god she does want this baby, but she can't stop this girls mother and even if she could it wouldn't be appropriate for her to adopt the baby.
How. Fucked. Up.
And of course M_ told me this and then was like - if she can talk her mother out of making her abort, maybe you could adopt it! And I am so *hungry* for a baby that as I left I casually (of course it was so obvious that it was not casual) mentioned that if something should change, if there is a baby, we'd be interested in adopting. Just in case.