It was one of those days where I should have just stayed in bed.

It started with my normal morning commute to work. It's my 3 hour day, so it usually goes by quickly. On my way to work, I was stopped at an intersection. I was the first car in line and while I was waiting for the light to change, I saw a cop car come up from the other side of the intersection. OK - no big deal, right? Wrong. Then another came up. And, then one backed up and drove into the parking lot of the Walgreens on the corner. Then more came up and they were all driving all over the place, backing up, turning around, etc. I couldn't figure out where they were going or who they were after. Finally, right in front of me, with only a 2 1/2 lane buffer, they surrounded a car and stopped it. Then, the cops get out of their cars with guns out pointing them at the car. They were all very tense and shouting. All I could think of was, please don't resist, don't start shooting or make them shoot. I had no way to get out of there - it was rush hour, so it was a pretty packed intersection. And when I saw other cops get closer to the car with rifles or bigger guns( I don't know guns), I was getting pretty freaked out. It seemed like forever, but I know it had to only be a minute or two before they got him out of the car and handcuffed. I breathed a HUGE sigh of relief. It was really terrifying. I guess I should stop watching the cops shows with J - because you know you always see innocent bystanders caught up in the mix. I've never been that close to a crime before.

And as if that wasn't enough, when I got to work (after taking a detour around the commotion), I found out that a coworker died last night. He was in his mid 40's with 4 kids. His oldest is early 20's and the youngest is 3. He died of a blood clot. So it was a pretty somber day. Death like that always put things in perspective. Although I could have gotten by without that particular type of reality-check.

I also need to apologize for being a bit lax on my visiting. I can't get my nose out of Atlas Shrugged. I started reading it about 2 weeks ago, maybe not that long, but it's over 1,100 pages and I can not put it down. I've been neglecting everything else around me (except the girls). I've also had many late nights (which I don't handle very well the next day). I'm making it a priority to play catch up tomorrow and Friday. But right now, I must head up to bed and read. I'm on the last 4 chapters (over 100 pages to go still) and I need to finish it. :)