One week of sanity left. I am trying to enjoy waking not and not checking if he has started some random war or nuked some country that he wants to buy.
I watched the wild fire news until I could emotionally take anymore. Then turned back to mind-numbing Hallmark mystery movies. Don't give ME the side-eye! I probably will not be able to find 4 years of entertainment to take my mind off of politics. I am giving it much thought.
Am re-watching some Miss Marple while I do dishes today.
I have so much to do around the house that I am sure I have at least two years worth of work to keep my mind occupied.
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So I just watched trump's unhinged presser about greenland, panama canal, and changing gulf of mexico to gulf of america. The man is insane. Then zuck saying he is getting rid of fact-checkers.
Trying to figure out how to stay sane.
I am going to delete my threads account (FB based), and probably FB ... I know everyone will really miss my ranting there (not). I hate to delete Instagram, but it is fB based. I do not want to support these platforms that obviously don't give a shit about truth, reality or justice.
I will is miss fb Marketplace! and posting about the grandkids but I have decided I can also just note all of that on the blog. All of my ranting about trump for 8 years didn't do a thing.
I need to find my important post like David's obit, mom's obit, etc and save those out.
Just trying to talk through my next course of action.
I am not using my shift for caps because it keeps getting stuck. I guess I am going to have to get a new keyboard soon.
The sun is shining, Matt is working on the stairs! The kids are back in school and we have a couple of hours of peace and quiet. All is right with the world. Matt was remembering yesterday, when David would like his fingers to comb Matt's hair down before photos. It is the sweet things we remember about the ones we love and who loved us.
I wish I was at the beginning of decorating my home. I love this huge fish wallpaper!
I was telling my friend the other day (in her 50's) to enjoy the search and requisition of "things" because before she knows it, that desire will no longer be there.
FB Marketplace is torturing me ... MCM Franciscan Indian Summer Dinner Set-Perfect for Thanksgiving! For $125.00. I want them, desperately! But don't need them, have no place for them. Reminds me of my other Leaf Plates.
There just reaches a moment in your life when you have to start clearing out your life. Assessing your belongings. Keeping the really precious things and giving away the other stuff. And it is hard on your heart, making buying any other "precious" stuff not so appealing. Which means, even going out to look for stuff doesn't make sense. Kate and I did have fun at the Antique Mall the other day. I found3 really great finds, a signed carved duck and a cast-iron Indian chief with tepee piggy bank ... both of which David would have bought. After the visitation I had from him, it seems weird to know he was there shopping with us. Kate kept the piggy bank.
The kids left a bunch of rice out over night and I threw it out because it was like a rock. But it made me think about what my mom would have said and done about that. A child of a depression parent, and at growing up really poor she would tell me now they 'made-do" with many things. Old bread = bread pudding. Left-over pastry = my grandmother's famous chocolate rolls. Left-over rice = rice pudding, which I have had my fair share of. I wonder if the world situation will ever be like that again, where making-do is necessary. My kids don't pay attention to that now, but I know they are more than capable of doing it if it is necessary for survival.
I spent 3 hours searching stores for lemongrass paste. I went to Ranch Market, a huge asian market, they didn't have it. Then to Star Market - a little corner market my mom went to all the time ... they did not have it. I finally found it tucked away in the produce department at Safeway. Bought lemongrass and ginger paste. It feels odd to be driving around. New construction everywhere makes me feel like I have entered a different world I am not familiar with. Might have something to do with the fact I have hardly left my house in years. The world is growing up around me. Sterile looking apartment complexes are being added everywhere since they have extended light rail out to Edmonds and Lynnwood and commuting to Seattle is much easier. They are all painted grey with black trim, big box buildings with shopping possibilities in the lobbies. Absolutely NO personality. The world also seems dirtier, smaller, dingier. The weather has been so bleak, rainy, foggy here that it is getting to me.
I am going to attempt to make Tom Kha Gai - Thai Coconut Soup. I have made it before, many years ago. But cooking is so foreign to me now. Doing dishes is much more my speed.
CBS Sunday Morning had a great segment on Creative Growth Art Center in Oakland, Ca., a space where artists with disabilities could make art.
We gathered at Christmas, had one big family/friend dinner and then Santa delivered the flu and we all went down hard. My S-I-L, Kate left early but it did not save her. She is back in New Mexico, sick. Sorry, Kate.
But we did have a wonderful few days of shopping and Christmas before the illness.
It is hard to believe that it is 2025! I remember working when it rolled over to 2000 and we were ready for anything Y2K to happen. Seems rather naive when you think about what we are heading into in 16 days or so. I have decided to look at the next 4 years with humor and try not to get to outraged. My outraged level peaked about a year ago.
Matt was having a hard time at work dealing with a demented boss so Bri and I encouraged him to quit, take time to reflect and think about what he wants to do with the rest of his life. At the moment, what he is doing is finishing the deck and a long list of "HOME TO DO LIST". So the deck is very near completion.
Only to be hit in the face with domestic terrorist events, not to mention out crazy leader and his cult.
It does seem we are living upside down again and he hasn't even been sworn in.
Looking on the bright side, there are always artist like Jane du Rand creating beauty out there in this messed up world. Her Instagram.
I got this text from Mason. I think that sums up the last few days perfectly.
My very talented writer, sister-in-law, Kate, here for Christmas and we are enjoying some quality, crazy family time together. Murphy still low-growls when he discovers Kate in the room, but the more pretzel treats she feeds him, the more he accepts her.
She has just taken them for a walk to the beach ;) and I am going to enjoy a few minutes of quiet while I do the dishes before we start this crazy day of shopping. We have promised to take them shopping today. It was Noah's birthday party yesterday and she came home with quite the haul of gifts (now piled high on the dining room table) and full of sugar. So much so that Matt had to drag her kicking and yodeling to bed last night.
The girls have only had a few fist fights, Kate has only threatened to go home a few times ... which my response is: you can't get away! She has discovered the joy of letting dogs and cats in and out all day, watching Pixie throw up in the mornings while drinking coffee and finding dog pee in the bathroom. In other words, she is having quite the holiday Miller experience.
Okay, this is all in jest. We are having fun. Because it was a thunderstorm all day yesterday, Kate and I hardly took off our PJ's and watched a season of Shetlands which she had not seen. I have NOT been watching any of the new shows, saving them up for her visit. We watched a season of Black Dove, highly recommend!
I had forgotten Christmas was just a few days away so I need to figure out what I need to get to round out my gifts. Bri has planned a big Christmas eve dinner and we need to try to start cleaning off the table for that event.
Kate just saw a FB marketplace ad: A man selling a $2,000 engagement ring, never worn. We both moaned with sympathy and said, that was a good start to a story.
After the beach walk, we are shopping. Wish us luck!
I really wish I was illustrating again. I love Anne Graete light touch and humor!
We are about to enter 4 years of total chaos, I am trying to prepare myself!
The world is upside down now. What is wrong and what is right, flipped. Trump, who tried to overthrow the government with his band of cult thugs and belongs in jail is threatening to prosecute Liz Cheney! Just imagine that! I am not a huge Liz fan but I will go to the streets for that fight and for the SSN cut battle.
I got in the car to run to the deli for Half & Half and some great, rap 90's songs came on. Making me feel happy and light. The sun is shining after a hard flood ALL NIGHT, leading to our basement flooding. But in the sunshine and fun, happy music feeling it comes back to me now f'ed up we are right now. To the point where I am begging those aliens in the drones in New Jersey to invade and take over, or that asteroid to just put us out of our misery and HIT earth all ready!
Putin has put trump in charge, trump has put musk (who has met with putin many times) and tulsi, I swear, they are going to bring this country to its' knees. Putin should be so happy right now.
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