So the other day I was pondering two totally unrelated things:
- Animal thinking; and
- Mould (mold, for you ‘Murricans).
So the other day I was pondering two totally unrelated things:
I am so lucky to have a husband who, when he’s nearby, helps me find a word when I need one.
Continue readingToday it’s my pleasure to share with you a beautiful poem written by a talented fellow blogger, Ron Walker – a retired policeman and teacher with a heart of g💛ld, living in Alabama with his beautiful wife, Michelle. I suggest you have some tissues handy.
Continue readingNot too bad, for a ragtag group of folk having fun with merry melodies!
Continue readingLast Sunday night, just before Covid had its way with me, a weird and rather scary thing happened.
Continue readingGrowing up I felt pretty much like an only child, even though I had a brother.
Hospitals. Gotta love ’em, or gotta hate ’em. But the truth is, we all have to deal with them at some point.
Since I slept nary a wink last night (no known reason!) and still don’t feel sleepy, I’d like to tell you about the thoughts that kept me awake. 😳
At 2:30 a.m., awake since 1:00 a.m., I was struck by the thought of how blind the Trump-loving “Christian” evangelists are. I mean, wilfully blind. Those who ardently wish to turn the U.S. into a theocracy, who want to jettison the Constitution and replace it with Biblical laws according to the Ten Commandments, those people seem utterly blind to his adulteries, bankruptcies, and sexual assaults. They disregard his lack of any religious adherence, his stiffing people who work for him, his hypocrisy (hiring undocumented folks while railing against “illegal aliens”), his payments to porn stars, and all the rest.
Is this not the very definition of cognitive dissonance? To idolize such a horrible figure of a “man,” while choosing to be blind to his blatant failings? To want such an ignorant sociopath to lead the most powerful nation on Earth?
But there is a method lurking behind their insanity. It really doesn’t matter to these crazies what Trump is like or what he does. He is merely their figurehead, their vessel. He is like an extreme incarnation of Peter Sellers’s simpleton character, Chance the Gardener, in “Being There,” a 1979 film. He is a walking empty shell, into which these ultra-right-wing “Christians” pour their hopes for destroying the government and creating a theocracy in its place.
Trump won’t mind. He’ll be a happy “leader,” delighting in whatever power he will have in such a regime.
May this not happen!!
There are none so blind
as those
who will not see.
– Proverb
It’s our 2nd Anniversary today! Here’s a fond look back. It makes me misty-eyed looking at all the pics here… the amazing music video Julia created… the lovely ceremony warmly presided over by Read Sherman… the able tech help (in spite of difficulties beyond his control!) by Gary… the dinner Kathryn treated us to… well it was truly a memorable day! Have a look if you missed it before, and you’ll see how happy (and lucky!!) John and I were to be able to make this happen mid-pandemic! I look forward to our next two, four, six, ad-infinitum years ahead of us, if the universe is willing! Love to us all! 💖💖💖
Hi everyone! If you read my earlier post, “An Open Letter to Mark Zuckerberg,” you’ll know how I met my soulmate, John Boone. And it all led up to our wedding on Saturday, July 17, 2021. Have I got a story – and video! – for you!
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