06/07 2eme semaine/ 2nd week

J'ai battu deux records en planeur cette semaine. L'un fut d'altitude: c'est la premiere fois que j'arrive a monter a 12500 pieds en Arizona!
Le deuxieme est un record de duree: j'ai reussi a faire un vol de 7H35! Du jamais vu dans mon histoire aeronautique, et dans l'histoire de ce planeur depuis sa construction, car sans doute suis-je le seul tare pour faire un truc pareil....

Florence va toujours bien, on croise les doigts. Elle sourit de plus en plus, et ca, c'est une vrai recompense, pour toutes les couches culottes a changer et le manque de sommeil!

I love my husband. I love my daughter. And the world is a sick, bastardly place.

Report today on the Internet of the British smashing an international child exploitation ring which includes the worst kinds of crimes against children. Horrific. Senseless. Godless. Victims even included newborn babies. There must be a special Devil to handle these humanless beings.

Then, of course, this comes on the heals of the English couple who "lost" their daughter while in Portugal. I don't know about them, but all I can say that if it were my child "lost" I would take a heafty baseball bat and go door to door in that stinking town, knocking down doors and busting heads until she was found, whether I had to travel to far off countries to do so would not matter. My march would mimic that of Patton into Europe where despite weather, or hunger, or lack of supplies I would not faulter until the enemy was met and the goal was had - the return of our daughter. Hell hath no fury and the world would offer them no place to hide. Man on fire??? Try woman on fire.....

Hard to say much else when you read about stuff like that. However, must be said that our daughter is great. She loves to smile and coo. She's a wiggler. Bet she'll be fast crawling or running through the house. And she loves to "run" through the house whilst hoisted on my arms, facing outward to view all around. And, thank God, sometimes she even loves to sleep!

And, too, I must say thanks to Grandma for coming out when she really shouldn't have (not feeling good and too much going on at home) to help give us some guidance and alleviate our burden. And I must also say a grand thanks to my hubby, not only for his constant support and help, but also because it's just plane fun to watch his growing love affair with our daughter. He has truly fell for her - hook, line, and sinker.

All for now. Bastards of the world beware!

A bientot!