How’s that for clickbait!  It actually is relevant, read on.  Hopefully FB doesn’t take me down again.

You can tell I’ve been playing hooky at home by all the nothing I’ve posted for days.  This lovely photo of a clean bathroom says it all.  At least it’s not Skibidi Toilet!  (Yes, I’m a grandmother of Gen Z/Alpha kids.)

But I finally made it back to the garden, and got a lot done.  It’s a total jungle in there.  I did manage to rescue some veggies out of it.  As usual I made lunch for the hardworking A&J, featuring whatever needed using up in my trademark clever way.

Later, Avdi talked me into “supervising” his intense workout in the garage (I call it the Inquisition).  That means I sit and drink Gatorade while watching him do painful, sweaty things.  I even “lifted” a couple of tiny weights and learned some exercises I could do to build bone density.  Blah.

As a reward for all that grueling torture, we went out to Frisco Pub for dinner and craft beers (excellent food and bar, by the way), and watched people go by in Old Orchard, and talked Vampires.  “Interview with..”, that is.  Keep up.

So, the only reason I haven’t mentioned the latest, greatest political development in like, decades, is because 1. so many other, savvier people are doing it more justice than I could, and 2. I’m still kind of stunned, in a good way, that something hopeful could actually happen to our country at the last minute.  I’ve been conditioned to expect the worst and not get my hopes up for so long.  So I tend to stand back and watch it all play out–and of course vote when the time comes.

I’m glad I got to live to see the possibility of defeating Hitler-wannabees in my lifetime.  I leave all the talking points and conjectures to smart people like my son.  I know he didn’t get it from me!  Some big ironies in there if you know his background.  I just hope we collectively do the right thing this time around and don’t repeat history.