LOS ANGELES

Good morning. I hope wherever you are you and loved ones are safe. God bless you all. 

*Please forgive the grammatical errors.

We all kept hoping the Los Angeles fires would finally calm down, but they raged on day after day. Maybe today since the winds have died down the brave hard-working firefighters might catch a break. Alas, the damage that's been done is done, right. Home destroyed. Lives destroyed. I've been in regular contact with my loved ones in Los Angeles and fortunately they are well and safe. Thank God. 

I moved to San Francisco, California in 1989, and then to Los Angeles in January 1992. The friends I have now are friends I made shortly after I moved there. Beloved friends of 30 + years. I officially moved to Nevada January 2, 2025. For 33 years LA was home and now I'm watching it burn down. My friends and I are still in shock. We cannot be bothered to listen to people politicize these fires. We cannot be bothered to listen to the sarcasm and derision coming from people not affected in the least by these fires. 

James Woods house burned down, and democrats are cheering. Be better than that. It is not up to man to seek revenge or vengeance. How exhausting. Only God determines who lives, who dies, and who gets punished. Why bother yourself with vengeance. Love thy enemy and go your way in peace. By showing your hatred for Woods is showing him you care. Stop. A man who hates so many innocent people is not worth your time and energy. Pick your battles. God saw fit to burn his house down. Wave Woods off and go live your lives. 

Because I am overcome with love, I feel bad for anyone who has lost a home be them animals, plants, and people. I want the living not to suffer. Not be homeless. The love in my heart is for everyone, not just this person or that person. Everyone. Pray for the firefighters. Pray for their families. God bless them.

I miss Sheldon so much especially now. Now more than ever. If he were still alive, we would be together every night, open a bottle of wine, snuggle on the couch with his kitty who we called "Mr. Kittle-cattle" and send all the positive energy we have towards those in the path of a blaze. I truly believe Sheldon was the only man on earth who really understood me. We appreciated each other's energy and goodness. May he rest in peace. I hope we find each other again when I die.

Yesterday, January 8 

I met the gals in my cozy. A "cozy" is a knitting circle. A group of knitters is called a cozy. Those gals were so sweet. I look forward to our next meeting. I also posted an advert on the local senior center corkboard for my companionship/pet caretaker services. "For you or a loved one" it says. I have so much love in my heart I want to bond with someone who needs me to care for them. I'm excited to start my good work. To love a person like family is different than loving a boyfriend. I have no family so caring for someone (or two) who need me will fulfill the empty family void. Win-win for everyone. Plus, it's good work instead of just work.

I'm waiting for my Nevada ID to start work hopefully it'll come sooner than later. Hopefully it comes.

Again, I need to address something one of the social media priests who regularly appear on my Youtube short feed said in regard to the priests who were found guilty of sexual abuse. This social media priest's followers wanted to know why this extremely popular priest didn't speak out against the other priests found guilty of sexual abuse and this priest said because he didn't want to virtue-signal, and I get that 100% if he wasn't a priest himself but he is. If a group of people in my industry gets caught doing something like sexual abuse, you better believe I would have something to say about it. In fact, sexual abuse in the caregiving industry is not uncommon. So much so that there is video training of what constitutes as sexual abuse among caring for the elderly because some caregivers assist in daily hygiene. If abuse if happening in your industry I would think you would have something to say about it. He chooses to say nothing and in all honesty that's between him and God.

Moving on.

I didn't see any of the Montgomery black cats yesterday. None. Not even the skittish kitty. They're probably all in hiding from the winds. I'm working from home today. I have to. My Nevada ID hasn't come in the mail yet. Two weeks they said. I'll get some good walking and writing done in the meantime. 

Back to today, January 9.

Today we remember President Jimmy Carter. I was eight years old when President Carter took office. I remember my dad who worked for the (then called) AFL-CIO as a union rep, making 'Carter for president' lawn signs in our front yard the year before. I may not have liked some of the policies held by presidents in and out of the White House over the years but seeing Trump sit next to these past presidents honoring President Carter forces me to bite my tongue and have patience. The man cannot even pretend to have respect on this day of honor for a former president. I literally have to bite my knuckle mobster style to not say something. What President Carter did after he left office until the day he died is a true inspiration for all of us in the meaning of good work, good deeds. God rest him. 

On a lighter note. 

We are watching, waiting, and hoping our favorite bald eagles in Big Bear Lake, CA, Jackie and Shadow lay some eggs soon. Hopefully viable eggs this year and hatch little eaglets. We were so heartbroken when their eggs didn't hatch last year, and Jackie ate them for nutrients. 

The Montogomery's.

Just fed the black cat siblings. I was worried. The older one is friendly. Will eat treats out of my hand finally. Yay! The skittish one is well skittish still. I have to back away slowly after filling their bowls or she won't eat. I met my female housemate this morning outside the front door after the Montgomery's ate. She feeds them too she said. Cool. She said they go into our next-door neighbor's house, or at least one does. Good. It seems the whole community takes care of the kitties. I think the skittish one stays outside.  

The kitties got scared when a truck with loud "music" slowly rolled through like WT serious F! Drug dealer sus behavior. There's no legit reason for any car to slowly roll through the parking lot blasting loud noise at 8:30 in the morning. Total sus behavior. AND it's not a through-way parking lot. The building put up car barriers at the end of the parking lot so people don't roll through all day and night. One way in. One way out. Go back the way you came buddy. Sus.

The other day a 70-something white man said hello to me as we crossed paths but he said hello in such a creepy way with such a creepy grin. He gave me nothing but the icks. Some people should not try being friendly or at least practice in a mirror first. Women do not like men throwing ick-vibes.

Nevada mail. 

I 100% do not trust anyone in Nevada. I see people lurking by the mailboxes and YOU KNOW they are there to steal mail. If your mail ain't there then move on fellas. Go! Get! Otherwise you're just stealing mail. If I don't get my Nevada ID by next week then it got stolen out the mailbox and I'm going back to Los Angeles next month. At least I still have a CA ID. Trust NO ONE in Nevada. You legit have to be a cowboy out here at all times, always. If I stay in Nevada, you bet I'm buying a gun. You legit have to be a cowboy out here. I get why the Montgomery's are skittish but... I feed them and 100% respect them.

Anyway.

The winds have picked up again. 

Sigh.

I'm going to close out this blog by saying people need to know when it's time to move on. Have some self-respect. I received a text message from a guy who I met one time, literally once, back in 2020 maybe, over four years ago and he still texts me. Let it go. For whatever reason it didn't work between us back in 2020 and I only continue relationships with value, not casual texts four years later when you need attention. Not sorry. Move on mister. Move on.

For into your hands we commend ourselves, our bodies and soul, and all things. Let your holy angel be with us, that the evil foe may have no power over us. Keep your solders out of harm's way. Let them do what they must when facing these fires. Amen.