Here's a picture of an anti-war protest taking place in downtown Grand Rapids. On Saturday I was sitting in a parking garage reading a book when I started hearing this strange rythmic noise from outside my car. At first it was inexplicable. Just noise. Then as I listened harder it started to turn into voices. After a few moments I began to make out the words "NO MORE WAR!" over and over. I got out of my car and walked to the edge of the parking garage and saw the several hundred people I imagined just passing through with their banners. I had never seen such a large random protest. Why March 15th? Maybe I'm displaying my ignorance of current affairs. I do know there's a war going on, but there were just so many people...My father has turned 60 years old. On Saturday we had tapas for his birthday. It's hard to eat tapas with 8 people. My ideal would be tapas for one and that one being me, but I suppose that defeats the purpose of tapas. I had a slumber party with Kennedy and her fam directly afterwards. We ate pizza and played rock band. I was super cool - especially when you're a four year old. I spent a poorly slept night in those little girls' room. Lila was having bad dreams and Kennedy occasionally had to get up for a drink and I'm a light sleeper. That combo did not add up to sweet dreams for me.
I went to Little Women auditions last night. They had me read for Jo six times and then called me back for Aunt March. Apparently, they saw me as an old woman. It's a little confusing as there actually are genuine old women who will probably get the part over me as, but I will go and play along.
That's my weekend in a nutshell. Now I must sleep as I am sick again.
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