we had our first snow, the kids came back to school in-person, i have arthritis. and now in month 8+ of covid19 in the u.s., we have a real president. the ängry creamsicle"soon will be gone.
big strong hunk w/our dear little pets |
and if reputable articles are to be believed (as opposed to tweets, memes, posts, & videos), he might be wearing much orange in upcoming yrs... unless he leaves the country like some ousted, guilty despot. ¨make america great again," my butt: he´s ready to jump this ship in a hot second if the tide´s not just going his way, but parting for him. good riddance.
precious little mammals |
but in better news, thanksgiving is upon us. our t-days will be different this yr, many less bodies in the family house, but i look fwd, anyways. looks like we might have to travel this yr for t-day, too, but thatś good bc that means all is going ever-better in the life of james, & therefore in mine, too.
me on halloween wearing one of my coolest t-shirts |
i have so, so many beautiful dishes. for an old fart so new to cooking, i´ve amassed so many lovely old plates & cups. crockery always has appealed to me. i guess itś the nascent Mama (meaning ours) in me; sheś always been quite a cook, so that little voice long has whispered thru plates to me: come.... learn the ways of the kitchen.... thank goodness for the tv show chopped bc now i see that cooking is inventive & fun & creative. on chopped, i´ve learned you can take odds & ends, scraps, leftovers & create yummy stuff. it took over 50 yrs... wonder what realizations of the obvious will occur over the next decades...
time to go rest, tho that is so difficult to do. there´s too much in this life interesting, so many situations to puzzle apart. well, iĺl go try. heard showtime´s adaptation of ¨good lord bird¨ is worth a view, maybe go watch that.... james just called, on his way home. yay! don´t have to rest. :)
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