Where's Emily?

Emily got lost at Pre-School. Not really lost she was hiding. Losing a kid is the scariest thing no question. But lucky enough Jen she was not working that day. Although Jen could have found her. Emily is a great hider and yesterday she decided to hide at school. The parents were freaking out for twenty minutes trying to find her. She said she just needed some alone time. When Jen got to school to pick her up the other moms where ashen faced. At home we have a rule that when we are looking for her she has to yell out where she is. Emily is a real good hider.

EMTV

I'm not proud, but this was my time the other night with the Em.

Well I've been on the set of Bridesmaids and I have not had a day with Emily in a week or so. She stuck her tongue out at me this morning and laughed really hard. I laughed to, I love her so and I can't wait for her to beat me up on Sunday.

I did not know that.

Breakfast served at St. Joes Hospital.
Not bad at all.






Well this post is scary it is a day or what turned out to be days, without Emily. I experienced what was later diagnosed as Transient Global Amnesia.

http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/transient-global-amnesia/DS01022

This web site says it all. I completely lost a day, except for lunch, I remember eating with my friend Josh. But I didn't know it was the lost day until I was reminded. Other events of the lost day I have no recollection of. The great news is that Emily was with her Mom and that I was fully functioning except short term memory was completely not happening. I was never in any danger and always in the moment. I just asked the same questions over and over and since I had no short term memory I had no real sense of what was happening. Except I did know something was wrong. More on this in another post.

That's a silly man

Bertolt Brecht

We were at a Theater today to see a, very true to Brothers Grimm, telling of Snow White. "Called Snow White and Rose Red." She sat amazingly well through the thirty minute performance It helped that there was a bear in it. Or at least a man in a bear outfit.







In the Lobby afterword Emily saw a cherectature of Ol Bertolt pictured above and said: "that's a silly man." You know, she's right.

It's all happening at the zoo

Rode the tram for the first time.

Had a monster lunch and ice cream cone.

Played in the caves for a half hour.

But the best part of the zoo was still the gift shop.

Park Options:

1. Spider web park.
A large confabulation of robes form a giant spider web to climb. 85% Hispanic, the Salvadorians hate the Nicaraguans. Not sure of the rest of the pecking order but there is one. Good place to learn Spanish. People are very nice.

2. Duck Park.
You guessed it, there are ducks and geese all around a man mad reservoir. Mostly Eastern European men, I think with kids. The Russians wear track suits. The Armenians wear very nice polyester shirts and slacks. Their cell phones are glued to their ears. Also a large group of Hasidics and Indians. No one is friendly.

3. Rock park.
Surrounded by rocks and I think there is some "rock" sales going on. Mostly gang looking young parents. Looks like things could POP OFF when ever two kids decide not to share something and the parents move in to help. We only went here once.

4. Zoo Park.
Inside the L.A. Zoo. Mostly Hispanic, lots of gang tats, but also lots of security. Also a big schlep and not much shade. Upside, we get to see gagged animals and buy really expensive food.

5. Woodbridge Park.
That's it's name. Close to home. Very strange mix of people. More on this in the next blog.