I just got back from my Thanksgiving break yesterday. Tonight I went to visit friends who just had a baby...to adore him. And he is adorable. A handsome and calm baby. Not a crier, very easy going--his parents lucked out. His nickname is Enzo (like me, mom and dad are both half Sicilian--they both are half-Irish, I'm half English/Scottish and, I'm learning, Irish). Anyhoo, Enzo is short for Vincenzo, which was my grandfather's name. Did I mention that they got married in Cefalu, the town where my grandparents were born and raised? They are also my former neighbors at Chez Horrible, and I joined them in suing my bastard landlord. Hey, you don't sue your (former) bastard landlord with just anyone. Mom, Dad, grandmom (her mother), and baby are doing well (although the adults could use a bit more sleep).
So tomorrow it's back to the outrages and the occasional signs of decency and brilliance.