Monthly Archives: April 2017
A long and tiring day
Yesterday I took The Curmudgeon to get a haircut. He’s been desperate to go. His truck won’t start (thank goodness) so he couldn’t drive himself. He is not allowed to drive my van. Ever.
Brought G along too so she could pick up some stuff she needed.
After G was through in the dollar store and bagel shop, we got The Curmudgeon from the salon and put him in the van to wait while we went into the grocery store.
Once home, after the groceries found their places, dogs kept me hopping until time to cook dinner and feed them rolled around.
Then, I finally had a chance to sit when I ate dinner. A wave of exhaustion hit me. Hard. As soon as the dishes were finished, I sat on the couch with Lucy and promptly fell asleep for an hour.
Join the race…
When are we, the human race, going to stop with the them against us/us against them crap?
Don’t you realize that race, religion, gender, and politics no longer have a place in our world? That all of that only leads to our destruction?
We are of one race, the human race.
Religion? Believe what you want but let the guy/gal next door believe what they want. It’s none of your business.
If you have the audacity to think you are better than any other human being in this world then it’s you that has the problem.
What we ALL need to be concerned about is how our planet will sustain us. How WE can keep our planet clean and healthy.
Greed, bigotry, misogyny, homophobia…none of this has any room in this world.
IF we are to survive, we need to become what we really are, the human race.
Let’s cut through the bullshit
#Twitler #Thewhitehouserat #Twitiot #theorangetroll has The Sierra Club screaming about his “publicity stunt” donation of his first three months of salary to the National Parks Service.
After all, the Twitiot is proposing to rip 2 billion dollars from the Interior Department budget, I really don’t think his measly $78,333.00 check comes close to cutting it folks.
Hell, the man child has 2 billion in his pocket for walking around money. His check amounts to a chump change publicity stunt.
Open your eyes, take a deep breath, and smell the bullshit. My goodness, it’s so deep out there on Capitol Hill we’ll all need hip boots.
We are literally going down the toilet
I understand that yesterday morning news people were remarking on how #Twitler was twittering all sorts of insanity. As if that is something new coming from him. Gee, another day another #Tantrump. I do wish someone would flush his phone and slap him upside the head.
The #Twitiot thinks he can run the presidency like he ran all his business ventures (into the ground) and have no repercussions from it.
This raving lunatic is running our country from a Whitehouse toilet, on a phone that is probably smarter than he is.
And he still has people believing he is the best thing since sliced bread. The Trummings will follow him right off the cliff.
Stand your ground and fight him, he is nothing but a bully and a lunatic.
This non president and congress have a lot to account for…
If ever someone deserved a good old fashioned tarring, feathering, and ridden out of town on a rail, it is #Twitler #notmypresident #whitehouserat #Cheeto and every member of congress who supports the bullshit they are ramming down our throats.
Gentlemen and ladies (and I use the terms loosely), You do not deserve to be in office. You have forgotten that We the People are your bosses. You are not ours.
It’s time you all joined reality. You need your salaries cut to the bone, your special privileges ripped away, and all that gravy scraped off your plates.
Your salary should be no more than the average American earns. You should pay into Social Security like the rest of the people do. Your medical insurance should also be the same as the average American.
You were elected by us to do a job. A job you have failed to do. Instead, you are working for big corporations and any other lobbyist who pays you enough.
This has to stop.
Give us back our clean water and air.
Give us back our public lands and the protection of the animals of our country.
Give us a safe infrastructure.
Stop spending money on wars and destruction and instead, spend it on taking care of the veterans, the poor, the old, sick and hungry.
Give our country back its humanity.
Give our country back its soul.
Stop with the racism, bigotry, misogyny, and homophobia.
Give us our heart.
Almost didn’t post today
After spending an hour and a half loading The Curmudgeon’s pill cases for the month, my eyes are tired, my back is killing me, my neck is stiff, and my head aches.
I do this every month.
Not once have I ever heard a thank you.
When I’d set my Mom’s pills up for her while she visited, she always said thank you to me and hers didn’t take half as long to do. But I only had set up a week at a time for her.
This is what I do for The Curmudgeon.
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