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When A Couple Of Days Becomes A Couple Of Months

Sooooo…..how’s it going out there?

Been a while for me. Not that anyone is counting days but my last post was two months ago. That’s a long time without a sound in the blogosphere, especially when there is no justifiable reason. I’m fine, family is fine, (thankfully), weather is getting warmer, another Idol has been crowned, it’s lighter longer, politics is still an embarrassment and Thrones has finished.

And I’ve been gone.

Some people I know were celebrating that fact. Sorry to disappoint you.

It’s one thing to take a planned hiatus, understanding that you need to step away for any number of reasons. But I never planned to take a break. Two days suddenly became two months and I feel like I’ve missed a lot. So why the disappearing act? ( I’ll explain, in case you’re interested, of course.)

Well, March through July is usually a pretty busy time for our immediate family. We celebrate ten birthdays in a very short period of time, all of which have some sort of party. Throw in Mother’s Day, Easter, Fathers’ Day and our wedding anniversary and the days and weekends are pretty full. But then this year came along and we added two communions, two dance recitals, a kickboxing tournament and a college graduation to the mix.

But I’m just getting started.

In March decided to begin two projects around the house, both of which involves contacting contractors, waiting for them to possibly show up, getting quotes and scheduling the work. Two major projects. Call seven people and you’re lucky if three show up. For each project.
Oh, then there was that separate problem with water in the basement around the sump pump and contacting a half dozen people, each of whom had their own ideas and cost on how to fix it. Yeah, that was fun. This last ten months of constant rain has been a blast. Noah’s never around when you need him most

There’s more but I don’t want to wear out my dubious welcome.

Now, I don’t know about you but for me to write anything or string two sentences together, the stars pretty much have to align, and by that I mean, it has to be quiet, not only in the room I’m in, but in my head as well. Crowded mind, cluttered mind.  I’m not from the Stephen King school of writing.
You know those times when you’re moving through the day and you come up with an idea or two for a blog and you write it down so you won’t forget? I was never able to get to a pencil or paper or phone fast enough. And at my age, if I don’t record it at that moment it becomes like the leaves of an oak tree during a nor’easter in the fall.

Now I’m not complaining at all. I know I’m blessed. All the things I’ve mentioned are good things, except the water/weather problem, of course, but the Man upstairs seems to have a different opinion of that than I do. We’ve differed before. That’s okay. We always seem to make up.

We’re only halfway through the party/celebration season but at least the projects are now completed so I feel theres been a little more quiet in my head. A little more focus. Or at least as much focus as I’m capable of. Don’t expect too much.

So, that’s my explanation/excuse. It’s not much but it’s all I have. I know I’ve missed a lot and I’m sorry about that. If you want to break up, it’s understandable, You can even keep the ring. We’ll call it even.


My Choice In November

So this is what it’s come down to and I don’t think I’m alone in feeling this way.

The question is, what do I do about it?


I have voted in every Presidential election since 1972. It’s a privilege and right we all have in this country and I never took it lightly.

Now many people say that two things one should never discuss are politics and religion. There’s some truth to that in certain settings. But this is my blog and one of the reasons I started doing this is because it gave me an opportunity to write and an outlet to express my thoughts and feelings about certain things and have honest and respectful exchanges of ideas. If I can’t do that here, then what’s the point of having a blog? I know I’m not concerned about losing sponsors because there aren’t any sponsors to be concerned about, and even if there were, I’m sure their contributions would not alter my lifestyle. I should be concerned about losing followers? I don’t think so. Real followers on here are like friends; if you can’t discuss or express your thoughts with friends then whats the point?

So I believe in God and I’m an independent.

I’ve never understood the idea of belonging to one party or another. I’ve always voted for the most qualified person; someone who I thought had some integrity and would try to what’s best for this country. That’s been more difficult to do in recent years and impossible to find during this recent embarrassment.
There have been years when the choices were not very clear and I had to really struggle to find something; some glimmer of hope or character.

But not this year. This election is void of hope or character.

I have thought about walking into that voting booth so many times and pulling the lever for either candidate and quite honestly the thought makes me sick to my stomach. They are both despicable liars. We can spin their lies in any positive way we like based on who we may support but at the end of the day, neither one is worthy of this office.

I haven’t watched news coverage of this election in months. I see recent headlines that attack each of these candidates as if the news that was uncovered is some new-found revelation of real journalism. But nothing that has been reported in the last few weeks/months should come as a surprise to anyone. These two poor excuses for used car salesmen are who they have been for decades. Why should anyone be surprised at what they read today? Revelations? I don’t think so.

The way I see it, I have a constitutional right to vote. Or not.

I choose not to vote for President of the United States in this election.

I will still vote for any questions that may appear on the ballot and any candidates I choose to support for state and local office, but I can’t in good conscience vote for either of these two human political abominations.

People have suggested I vote for the lesser of two evils. But to me there isn’t a lesser or greater degree of evil. Evil is evil.
People have also suggested that this isn’t an election where we vote for someone but against someone. Sorry, that just doesn’t make sense to me and it’s not the way I vote.

I know people will disagree and complain that no vote is a vote against someone. So be it. They will also say it’s my duty to vote. No, it isn’t. It’s my right. I just choose not to exercise that right in this election and I’m comfortable with my decision.

I don’t know how we got to this point. Three hundred million people in the greatest country in the world and this is what we’re left with; these are our insufferable choices. What an example for our children and the rest of the world.

We should be ashamed of these two grains of sand who are running for office but we should also be ashamed of ourselves for staying silent for so long and allowing politicians and our current political system to dictate to us as they/it has.

Sorry, but I choose not to be electrocuted. I will pray we get through the next four years, that someone presents themselves as an alternative next time around and that as a country we come to our senses.

Imagine if they held an election and no one decided to vote.



I Never Thought 

I never thought.

I wonder how many times in my life I’ve said those words, or at least had them run through my mind. I suppose we all have at some point. LIfe surprises us in so many ways that it’s hard not shake our heads and say, I never thought…..

One year ago today, I cautiously submitted my first post here. Quite honestly, I didn’t know what to expect. I thought about blogging for several years but didn’t know what the point was. I have opinions. I’ve done some writing. I could point out the bizarre things we see in life each day and if I wanted to have some fun, I could vent. The problem was, lots of other people were doing the same thing and doing it much better than I ever could. So why bother?

I don’t know if there was one thing that finally triggered it but I know that the idea of writing whatever I wanted, in whatever way I wanted, without consideration of an audience, appealed to me. There was a sense of freedom in that knowledge. There still is.

I never considered followers. I didn’t know what that meant or how to attract them. I read that people made money blogging but I also know that if you’re writing with the intent to make money, you’ll more than likely be disappointed. So I pretty much laughed at that consideration.

No, the attraction for me was simply to write, though I had no earthly idea what I was going to write about. I’d read that bloggers should have a niche or there will be difficulty attracting followers. Well, I knew I didn’t want to be pinned down into writing about just one thing and since followers weren’t something I’d probably never have, I decided I’d just write about whatever came to mind. So I have.

I’ve written about things that have caused me shake my head, get angry or make me laugh. I’ve done some creative writing, though not nearly enough, included some topics on music and vented whenever I needed to get something off my chest.

But I never thought I’d find a community of caring, creative and talented people, as I have here. That has been as surprising to me as anything. I thought at some point a few people I know might begin to read out of curiosity and they might tell a few more and soon I’d have enough people following me to fill up the back seat of my car.

I never thought I would have several hundred followers, learn so much from them or enjoy the interaction of thoughts and humor (Paul) we’ve shared. I realize that’s a modest number of people compared to others, but when you reach into your pocket expecting to pull out change and find a few hundred instead, you feel like you’ve won the lottery. That’s sort of how I feel.

The year has had its share of moments, as most do. I never thought when I began this blog that my grandson, Matthew, would be diagnosed with lymphoma and this one year blog anniversary would fall, almost to the day, of his last chemo treatment.
As a result of his cancer diagnosis, I haven’t posted much in the last few months. When something difficult comes into your life, I imagine that for some, writing might become an outlet, a way to express what they’re feeling. For me, the opposite happens. I pretty much shut down. My mind is focused on one thing and I don’t have the energy or desire to string words together in a coherent fashion.

Ironically, that first post I wrote on October 27, 2014, The Difference Between Looking and Seeing, was about Matthew.

So thank you for being there, for reading and stopping by when you can. I hope this ride continues for a while longer. I never thought it would last this long.