You May All Stop Holding Your Breath

This is a test of the child care hearing system. This is only a test. If this had been an actual hearing

THERE WOULD HAVE BEEN A FREAKING DECISION MADE!

Yeah, that's right, once again the entire audience watching could have said the outcome along with the cast and crew on what has ceased to be a legitimate discourse and exercise in child welfare and has proved why the system is so bogged down and belabored with incompetence.

Ok, ok, that's not fair.

But frustration levels being what they are, it would certainly help if that were actually the case.

Instead, the paternity test wasn't back yet. Shocker, since we only did on the 13th of last week. Apparently, the attorneys were under the impression that DNA matching tests worked in the same manner as french fryers at McDonalds. Boy were their faces red.

Also, the psych-evaluation for Justice hadn't been received. Not certain who dropped the ball on that one, since all reports would go to the Department of Child Welfare anyhow . . . oh, wait, I know who dropped that ball!

Now my face is red.

So, my loyal readers, it is with stead-fast aplomb that we march on to the next hearing date of October 18th.

Meanwhile, Justice is being amazingly good . . . because she wants to count her money. I'm not kidding here. The girl wants to buy an iPod, though I'm uncertain why since we wouldn't let her take it to school or almost anywhere else with her.

Maybe, as Don Henley said, "All she wants to do is / All she wants to do is dance, dance, dance."

Perhaps Don Henley is the true prophet of our age and George Michaels was just a false figure-head? Still, "You gotta have faith-a-faith-a-faith, baby," has a definate ring of honest revelation to it, especially in this case.