Good morning. ☕️
*Please forgive the grammatical errors.
I started this blog weeeeks ago. Apologies. This one's long. Several days of writing.
FIRST OF ALL
I feel your pain Mary.
When YOUR party controls every house in government the only person shutting down the government is YOU. (F%&#@!g Duh.)
"Smart people don't like me."
-- Donald Trump
Its because of this WH administration I so appreciate kind, capable, mindful, intelligent men more now than ever. And because I adore smart thoughtful men, God saw this as a way to test me and faith by putting THEE most ridiculous men in my path.
[Original start to this blog.]
I'm running on next to zero sleep. September 2nd I returned back to my childhood home state Minnesota. Long story short, I had family business forcing me to cut ties with my oldest brother yet again. You can read a little about that here: FAMILY AND MONEY
I've been renting rooms offairbnb because it's quick and easy until I get myself situated. The current place I'm renting is in a triplex. Two bedrooms, kitchen, living room, bathroom, and eating area. Plus the homeowner rents out the basement that has a separate private door leading outside. I rented the front part of the house for two weeks until I move into an apartment, and everything was good here at the triplex the first week, however, going into the second week the older woman who rents the rooms behind me, a long time tenant I suspect, or perhaps even the homeowner herself, got very drunk and super loud until 4am! On the same night someone tried getting into my rental unit through the front door. They opened the mud door, it squeaked loudly and they ran off. My front door was locked of course. After the second time they tried opening the mud door at 1am they found it locked and I didn't hear a third attempt for the rest of the night. I left a message through airbnb to the homeowner about what happened. She leisurely got back to me around noon the following day. After several phone calls with the homeowner, she tried making it sound like I should bear some responsibility for the drunk loud woman because apparently it was my fault that I didn't tell anyone I don't have a car here, and the drunk woman didn't think anyone was home in my unit saying, "I looked for a car, didn't see one, so I didn't think anyone was home." AS IF that's an excuse for getting wasted and loud until 4am. She's an old woman. Around 60 I suspect. A very hard 60. Still, an adult. Nothing good comes from drunk senior citizens, know what I'm saying. 5150. Then the homeowner tried to explain that it was the drunk woman's birthday and maybe one of her guests went to the wrong door, etc., etc. AND THEN the day after that, the homeowner called me and said it was the guy renting the basement who opened the mud door expecting a package from Amazon. At 1am?? FIRST OF ALL, you don't go randomly opening other peoples' doors. My door faces the street but still, you don't go opening other peoples' doors! What's wrong with you! These are grown people we're talking about here. Communicate. Get a better system. Maybe delivery box. Granted, with older people in Minnesota who never left the county much less the state, or worse who come from small towns elsewhere, remain terribly unsophisticated for the sum of their lives. Their mindset is, "All I did was invade her privacy. Trespassed against her. It's not liked I killed her or anything." That would legit be their defense in a courtroom. ALSO, all this with the mud door happened after 9pm. So no folks, not Amazon, just grown people acting stupid and dangerous. REGARDLESS, I had questions:
Is he sure the package was delivered?
No idea.
Did he go to his profile and check if the package was delivered?
No idea.
Amazon takes photo. Is there a delivery photo? If so, does the photo show my doormat or his?
no idea.
Did he put the correct address on the delivery?
No idea
Did he check the tracking number that's on all Amazon orders?
No idea.
(Is this guy retarded?)
No idea.
Is there a security camera at the front door?
No.
Welp, that's all I got. Tell your renter to figure it out like a grown up. I have HAD IT with incompetent dumb men. Basic know-how, fellas. "Learn it. know it. Live it." You men are supposed to be the "dominant" species between us... and a supposed Amazon delivery got this guy shook?
I say "supposed" because until he presents proof he even had an Amazon delivery I'm calling total B.S.
AND ANOTHER THING
While I'm not an attorney and not up to date about the gun laws in Minnesota, it's not entirely ridiculous that a person might shoot at someone opening their mud door at 1am.
This is what happens when we have a moron for a president:
"Smart people don't like me." Trump said. Which means he thinks all his followers are morons. Hmm. (No comment.)
I have really just had it (up to here!) with men who don't know how to use the apps on their phone, or maneuver around ANY websites, or know how to use computers in general. I am fed up with men who refuse to learn modern technology. 2025 fellas. Learn you some new tricks. Try keeping up with the year 2000 at least.
AND
Is this real? They couldn't find a better place to memorialize Charlie Kirk other than an underpass plastered in graffiti that looks like a place where homeless people defecate? 😕
I'm so over stupid.
All these young men saying, "What happened to traditional wives?" AKA trad-wives. "What happened to women who cooked, cleaned, did the laundry, and raised the children?" Welp, allow me to tell you what happened. Men stopped holding up their end of the traditional marriage. Trad-wives only marry trad-husbands. Competent, abled, highly intelligent, traditional husbands with enough money in the bank to support a family safely and securely for the rest of their lives. When trad-husbands come back, the trad-wives will come back. No woman wants to "mommy" a grown man.
Back in the day, trad husband-searching started around her 16th "coming out" birthday party where young socially respectable men and their parents were invited to meet a potential future respectable trad-wife. These young men had to present not only his best foot forward to the young lady and her family, they also had to present a family representative to the young lady/parents for approval. Everyone had to approve everyone else on both sides right out the gate. That was step one.
A TRADITIONAL HUSBAND (trad-husband) handed over his paycheck to his wife. Yessir, he sure did. The trad-wife balanced the household financial ledger which was kept in a mutual place where husband and wife could read and write in it any time they wanted. The husband would cash his paycheck but the paystub and a good 80% to 90% of his paycheck went to her. That paystub then went into the financial house ledger as did every dollar she spent on household items, groceries, mortgage, bills, whatever the children needed, etc., and it was automatically understood between husband and wife she would put $10 to $20 aside in the the "flour jar" for a rainy day, also leaving $10 to $20 rainy day cash in the ledger for him. I'm talking about "good ol' days" money, not 2025 money. ALSO, he provided a home she approved of. It had to be wife-approved because she was the one raising their family in it. And the home had all the modern up-to-date connivances like washers/dryers right off the line, oven, vacuum, etc. ALSO, he was the only one working outside the home. She did not work outside the home. She was too busy running the house, caring for her husband, and raising the children. So, before men start wondering where all the "trad-wives" went, he better first be able to answer the number one question, "Can I afford a trad-wife?" I'm guessing no. What middle class American can in this economy.
I actually heard a young man on an FB reel say he was a good trad-husband candidate because (get this!) he is over six feet tall. That's it. He's over six feet tall. He actually recorded himself saying being over six feet tall makes him perfect trad-husband material. Young man, no woman cares that you are six feet tall UNLESS being six feet tall also comes with a five year seven figure basketball contract with the NBA. Dig?
All these young conservative men spouting off about "traditional values" and "traditional wives" have no idea what that even means. They weren't even born yet when traditional (tv show) Happy Days type families existed. I was barely born into it and I'm 56 years old. Dear young men, unless you make 2025 trad-husband money, you're not going to find a trad-wifey woman. ALSO, any man who cannot make it work with a woman his own age is a HUGE red flag in society. Huge. "But, CHER has younger boyfriends." None of them are trad-husbands and she's not a trad-wife. Also, Cher doesn't live in the same world as you and me. She lives in the world of LALA LAND as is her right. She's earned it.
If a man has not been married by the time he is 60 years old, he is a giant red flag in the dating world. Means he was unable or unwilling to commit. Same goes for women. Not being married by 60 years of age means they could not love and/or be loved because they most likely refused to communicate, compromise, and behave like a mature adult. It's a big red flag in the dating world today. Being divorced at 60 years of age is common. At least you wanted a commitment and you tried. Admitting to never marrying by 60 years of age is a red flag in the dating world. THAT SAID, there might be a female unicorn out there for you who also never married, but my guy, they're called unicorns for a reason, and they too didn't commit for a reason.
Where are all the older men to mentor younger fellas? Where are you guys? My dad and one of my oldest childhood friends were both mentors. We need more!
If conservatives want women to raise children again, then teach your men FIRST how to make money to support a family safely and comfortably, and how to love his wife and children for the rest of their lives, and how to pride themselves with good family and social values. Men are flailing out of control. The irony is they keep voting for the guys who are keeping them down.
(sigh)
Four more nights until I can move into my apartment. I checked to see if I could move in sooner. No dice. In the meantime I've just been shopping for the new place. Since receiving my modest inheritance all I've bought for myself thus far is a new hair dryer, and yesterday I bought a pair of standard black ankle boots at Target. After living in the desert heat for so long my wardrobe plainly consists of short sleeve shirts and jeans. I need at least one business meeting outfit, one social-casual outfit, and one dressy outfit. I mean, winter is coming, it's not like a whole lot of outings are going to take place for the next four months. Plus, if you're at all familiar with the Midwest, it's not exactly a fashion mecca out here especially in the winter.
Weird flex. But ok I guess.
She was very fashionable in old lady/old money manner. I loved that most about her. She had style. She wore it her way, hats, gloves, and all.
Starbucks is apparently having problems. I think I understand why. My Starbucks order is a venti iced (or hot depending on the weather) latte with oat milk. It's three espresso shots then filled with oat milk with or without ice. Not hard. This isn't an every day morning drink I leave the house for, it's a drink I get when I'm out and about. However, 3 out of 4 times, Starbucks in Minnesota has messed up my drink order. The only Starbucks that doesn't mess up my order are the Starbucks inside Target. Every stand alone Starbucks but ONE has messed up my order since September 2nd. It could be coffee culture isn't a thing out here anymore, or it could be on account of a high employee turnover, or it could be lack of shift leadership, or maybe people are just sick of it and bought their own espresso machines. Personally, I don't think it's because no one's drinking coffee anymore. Maybe more people are buying their own espresso machines. When I move into my apartment I'm buying one - which will turn me into an unfortunate complete coffee junkie but really, iced latter with oat milk, why is this so hard for the kids to make?
I dropped off the baby blankets I knitted all summer. It was bitter sweet handing them off to the Linus Project. I carried those blankets around for over six months. I decided to drop the blankets off with the Linus Project and not the church only because the Linus Project pickup is closer to where I'm staying AND I am so over politics incorporated religion and vice versa.
I stopped by my dad's ashes at his catholic church cemetery and in the middle of the cemetery courtyard was a giant nonsense statue, a big statue of nothing, literally of nothing but a giant clear oblong-sphere-shaped-thing like a UFO with blue tint around the sides. It was donated to the cemetery (the plaque reads) "In remembrance of aborted babies." FFS. I guess that giant oblong shaped thing was supposed to be what? An egg? Sperm? Is this what Catholics think eggs look like? Some of you have never been on a farm and it shows.
As I've mentioned before, not everyone is meant to be Christian and that's okay. Be Christian. Don't be Christian. I don't care. Just don't be whatever this is:
A cross on wheels, you know, like the one Jesus carried.
Don't claim to be a Christian and then actually think Jesus looks like a member of the Bee Gees. Don't claim to be a Christian and think attacking immigrants with ICE agents is a Christian thing to do. FYI, Jesus was a brown immigrant. I'm exhausted by the stupidity and hypocrisy. This whole whole month has been exhausting.
Want to see what a Minnesotan eats for dinner. This is what I made tonight. In Minnesota we eat this with tater tots instead of mashed potatoes. We call it casserole. I think in Europe it's called Shephard's Pie. It's peasant food but I like it.
Ever since being back in MN I've been cooking and going out to eat for myself. It's really nice.
I'm in my apartment now. Still in Minneapolis. I'm here until middle January. Because of the housing boom out here people are trying to make apartments bougie by including all these ridiculous amenities like a game room, a sports room that looks like a giant living room with a mounted 200 foot television, and three different grill areas, etc. If I wanted all those things I would get friends who are interested in those things and go out. Is this really the type of building people want to live in?
I bought a chair off Amazon to knit in. A nice comfy knitting chair.
My first time buying furniture off Amazon. They put the pieces in a box - and then in another box making it heavy AF to get into the apartment building. I had to take the pieces out of both boxes and carry them upstairs individually. About five trips up and down the stairs. I then took the boxes outside and broke them down for recycling. Talk about a workout. I'm super sore today. Worth it.
Took an hour to assemble. I love knitting in this chair in the morning with a cup of tea. Proper old lady. Headsets on and listen to the news.
Little bunny bun bun in the yard.
Its still beautiful here. The city will always be the city, but small town/country life is home.
Send therefor now, and gather thy cattle, and all that thou hast in the field; for upon every man and beast which shall be found in the field, and shall not be brought home, the hail shall come down upon them, and they shall die.
--Exodus 9:19
Lately, the social media priests are declaring no need for Bibles in Catholic churches for Jesus is the church and the Bible is just a record of the church which priests can recite. (sigh) Do you fellas hear yourselves? No really, do you? The only reason priests want to keep Bibles out of Catholic churches is so their perishers don't question the sermon of the priest.
The Bible is a record of Christ from several disciples. I'm going to trust the words of disciples who lived in the time of Christ rather than the 35 year old priest who I never would have even heard of if not for the algorithms of TikTok and Youtube. Amen, my brothers in Christ! This is why I'm a protestant.
If you claim to be a Christian read your Bible. Agree with the Bible or disagree with it, just don't put all your faith in man. Especially a man who has only walked the earth for 35 years. Amen. God bless you.
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