Well the good news is: Joe has been at the top of his game lately, pitching flawlessly and helping his team to victory. Then last Friday night after pitching a "stellar" game, (striking out 5 out of 6 and pitching 2 scoreless innings), Joe was sliding into third base near the end of the game and landed a little too hard on his left wrist and had to be taken out of the game. Later, at the doctor's office, he learned that he indeed had a fracture in his wrist. Now that's BAD news!
Hang in there buddy, heal quickly (and completely!), your team's going to miss you. I was so glad to see your spirit high. I'm sure you will pass that onto your teammates, too!
While visiting Joe we found Mom, Mary, rushing around, preparing dinner for a pre-Father/Daughter dance gathering, checking book reports written by both children, coaxing Issy dressed and towards the car to be taken to her soccer game! She later worked her magic, with no time to spare, turning Issy from soccer player to princess and hosting eight for dinner!
Mimi and Grandad spent the weekend with the "Best Lawyers in America"! We attended a dinner at the Atlanta Aquarium, a brunch and art discussion at the Four Seasons, lead by Pulitzer-Prize winners, Steve Naifeh and Gregory Smith. Then a we attended a tour of the High Museum and lectures on "Masterpieces". Terr spent the day on Friday, attending CLE programs put on by the same group, which he described as "stimulating, as much for the comments from the group as from the speakers".
After all this, we proudly added new, signed copies of The Best Lawyers in America, to our library. :)
(We are all looking forward to Kristin and Alan's engagement party, at the High Museum, in two weeks!)
Every couple of weeks or so I go the Brian Care Center in Powder Springs to visit my great Aunt Lillie. The center does the best it can, but it 
New York (March 1 – 3, 2009) was a trip filled with new experiences. Upon arriving at the airport, Terrence and I loaded our things into a car that Kate had sent to pick us up. We were delivered to a bed and breakfast in Brooklyn called the Akwaaba Mansion…six blocks down and two blocks over from the brownstone where Kate and Jeremy live. We found Akwaaba to be well maintained, old but delightfully decorated in eclectic antique furniture and African art. Our room was called the “Jumping the Broom" room - one of four guestrooms - and was designed for newlyweds and romantic weekenders. It had a double-sized jacuzzi, which I later discovered filled with a bubble bath and strewn with rose petals! Down the hall from us was a small, one-chair reading library, and next door to it, an equally intimate room for watching television. A cozy fire warmed the living room downstairs that connected to a huge dinning room where the guests shared morning breakfast as well as afternoon tea. Across the hall was a ball room with two fireplaces , and it is often used for parties, weddings and other such special events.
Saturday evening, Kate literally took care of us at her apartment on Putnam Street. She pampered her father with a eucalyptus steam bowl, cold medications, and hot herbal tea with ginger and honey. If he didn’t feel better after all of that, he most certainly did while being served a wonderful dinner of local sole over a bed of lightly sautéed radicchio, small white beans, shallots and fish broth with a side of beer-steamed maple kale (the like of which I have never tasted before!). It was an excellent dinner and a memorable evening.
Kate joined us, and the rest of the B & B guests, in the dinning room the following morning for breakfast. We ate and talked, learning about each other and again enjoying good food. Of course Kate made friends with all those who were there.
Snow fell steadily all night and much of the following day as Terr finished up his business on the 34th floor of a high rise building. I was given a comfortable place to read, write, text and hang out while he was in meetings. I was invited to lunch together with the group and enjoyed watching the way my husband conducts himself professionally. I found it no wonder that he is so successful and a true “super lawyer.” I don’t get to see that side of him very often and it was a pleasure to be there.
Well, we made it home about midnight, even though many of the flights were cancelled. The Atlanta snow was all but gone. The house, bird and fish were fine and it felt good to get back into our own bed. I’m sure you all have many snow tales to tell, and I want to hear them all! I miss you when I’m away. 
