Good morning.
*Please forgive the grammatical errors. This blog took a few days to write as they usually do. I do jump around. If you followed my last blog then you're used to it by now I'm sure.
Dear America, how is any American (especially photographed) doing the Nazi salute not arrested for treason? This isn't some first amendment freedom of speech thing. This arm gesture literally meant war against America during WWII. How is it not treason when Americans are doing it on U.S. soil? Arrest this woman and that Kasey Lynae woman for treason. Arrest them all for treason.
(sigh) Is the doctor in? Fantastic. Which is worse, doc, stupid and hateful or smart and hateful? Take your time. I'll wait.
I woke up this morning around 3:30am to the smell of something horrible. Something burning. I legit thought the house was on fire, or maybe Satan had come to visit, I mean, we all saw THE EXORCISM OF EMILY ROSE right, 3am is the hour of Satan, but no, it seems someone in the house burned something. I'm guessing pizza and you know awful that smell lingers.
I woke up this morning on a mission to check on the kitties. There's a "cat sanctuary" just outside of a gas station not far from me. I happened to see a momma cat and her kittens the other day and when I went to investigate I saw they had lots of food and water. The brush gives them shade and shelter from the 103⁰ heat. I stopped by again this morning just to make sure they were okay and they had a lot of food and water stations set up. The momma cat I saw took her kittens and moved them it seems, as I expected her to do once she saw all the foot traffic, but there were other cats. Here are a few that allowed me to photograph them.
God bless this man who takes care of these kitties. An attendant who was sweeping the parking lot (note: sweeping, not using one of those stupid leaf blower things) said an old man comes by and takes care of the kitties. He gives them pans of fresh food and water jugs of water every morning. God bless this man. God bless all who love and care for those in need. The world needs all the kindness it can get. God bless him.
I've been investigating small towns to relocate to. I grew up in a small town and in my declining years I want to go back to simple small town living without shoveling snow and (minus) -15⁰ winters with (minus) - 15⁰ wind chill. Since 1989 I bleed west coast blood thinner than marinara sauce from a can. My temperature comfort zone is around 10⁰ to 80⁰ fahrenheit. Above and below that I get twitchy. "But it's a dry heat." Shut up. It's still hot. I grew up in humidity. I like sweating. It's good for you. Know what isn't good for you, drying up like a ten year old corpse in the middle of July.
I wouldn't mind a small town parish.
Two years later and I'm still waiting on my brothers mom's estate to wrap up so I can afford to enroll back to school. I received an email at the end of April saying the estate was finally wrapping up alas it's now August. No idea what's going on now with the estate and I have to learn a new trade at 56 years of age so I can go back to work - I've chosen language studies and teaching. Seems age appropriate. I don't have to stand for 10 hours a day and I don't have to dead lift 50 pounds all day long. Being a 56 year old woman is not a good look in the work force I've been repeatedly told even though I'm aging decently, if I may say so myself, be that as it may, I have to learn a new age appropriate trade. Until the estate stuff finally closes, which my brother, the executer of the estate, has assured me there's money to go back to school, I've been keeping busy in part with knitting. I have had strong grandma vibes all this year and I long to babysit an adorable squishy little baby on the regular but since I have no children there's no grandchildren to babysit (sigh). Still, to get it out of my system I'm knitting baby blankets to donate this year instead of my usual big winter blankets.
I'm in the practice of getting up early, 3am-4am, so I can catch the early train to (wherever) and arrive before 9am. June-August is miserable in the desert where I am and Uber has lost it's mind with charges. I try taking the bus to the train station whenever I can.
$5.35 trip fare
$8.67 Booking fee
79 cents driver's benefits.
Wow.
Why is the booking fee more than the trip fare?
I just learned of a small town in California I've been spending time in. So far I really like it there. Until the estate stuff closes I have nothing but time. I had the best eggs Florentine in this one particular small town and the best acai smoothie ever. I won't say where the town is because they value their privacy as small towns do. It's like Southern Nevada in the same way that they don't want any outsiders coming in and stinking up the joint. I grew up in a small town like that. Of course, that was the 70's and 80's. Minnesota has changed a little since then.
Mmm.
AND ANOTHER THING... See this movie if you haven't already. It's so good. Jaoquin Phoenix is amazing in it. Perfect energy for a film like this. This is the second film I've seen in the theater this year which is a record as of late. I prefer seeing films in the theater but writers make big budget action packed movies or jump-scare movies these days instead of telling a story. I guess instant gratification has taken hold everywhere.
Great film.
This being the other film I really liked. Yes, it's slow going in but you have to pay attention to the story, plus it's just visually beautiful.
Nothing is "adorable" at 25 years of age, Samantha.
If you say stupid things at 25 years of age and older, I'm calling you out for saying stupid things. God wills it. People are shook that someone from Minnesota would be so upfront and "mean" but the fact of the matter is old school Minnesotans born in the 60's and 70's, AKA generation X, believe in being the solution not the problem. If a child is hungry you feed the child, if someone is cold you find them shelter, if you can afford $50 a week for groceries then you can afford a can of soup and a can opener for the nearest food bank. Be the solution. It's easy. God bless those who are the solution.
Look who came to visit me the other morning. How wonderful.
These little winged creatures are a blessing from God. Trust in only God not in man as the Bible instructs. God gives you blessings, not man. God provides, not man. Work smarter not harder. All you have to do is believe. Christ God our Heavenly Father, puts those in your path to make life easier for you. He takes care of His flock. There are no such thing as coincidences. It's all purely God's will. Praise Him and only Him. Amen.
And he that blasphemeth the name of the Lord, he shall surely be put to death, and all the congregation shall certainly stone him: as well as the stranger, as he that is born in the land, when he blasphemeth the name of the the Lord, shall be put to death.
--Leviticus 24:16
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