Thursday, July 13, 2017

Mary J made us happy
God Bless Courtney. It was her crazy idea to take Jennifer and Tina and the babies to their first concert. And who better than Mary J Blige and Erykah Badu? There was a long break between the two acts and when Mary J finished emoting it was hard to shift gears to the much slower groove that Badu was bringing. The crowd in Lucca seemed to be all about the Badu, but my crew was all about Mary.

We also gave out the rest of the money that we had for them, as we agreed. We also had bags of clothes for them since some kind people think of us as their donation hot spot. 

It is Job's birthday on Saturday so F made sure to drop off a homemade coconut cake for him, as well. He said they were very excited and chatty when he dropped by to pick them up. 

We found Paul a fridge that he wanted, but no one has a car big enough to transport it. Sum total: 19 phone calls so far. 

Emmanuel wrote me a completely incomprehensible text. I was worried when I put together the phonetic spellings of the words "disowned" and "shit," but I got my courage up to call him. We worked it out. He wanted to know that I still love him after he quit the job we got him. I told him how I wished him well and that the love was not conditional. I also told him that I was angry and disappointed at first, but that the economic part of the group is  over for everyone at this point. He said he didn't care about the money, just the relationship. Then he explained his text which was a long metaphor about how a mother shouldn't beat a baby just because it's hand touches shit. I think I was supposed to be the mother in this story, but, anyway, we worked it out. 

Now if we could just unload that fridge, I could concentrate on taking five teenage girls to Ischia and surviving the boat trip. There is not enough motion sickness medicine in the world. 

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