Monday Super Scaries

Well I dread to see what awaits me.  I have a feeling I got a message from the diva with a put down.  Not today.

I heard from Corinne last night.  I know her and her husband are busy with the farm. I don't think they've travelled much this summer.  I saw pictures with them and the dogs and the new addition.  I'm glad that they're enjoying the retired life.  

It seems that Charlie had an in office day.  He's already gone and I think Jeremy leaves later in the morning.  I kind of wanted to go out and bring the kitty litter in that was sitting in the trunk of my car but I feel like I would have interrupted the work that Charlie was doing.  He would have been ok with it and apologetic and that would have made me feel bad.  I was hoping that I could talk to Charlie more because when he talks he's really interesting but I think he's just shy and awkward.  I can relate.  He doesn't have to worry with me.

I'll say it again. I wish I had someone that lived closer to me that I can talk to or text on a Sunday afternoon.  Instead of me watching depressing stuff on streaming.  I wasn't really depressed.  It just wasn't uplifting to watch about the Tylenol murders.  Makes me glad I take an Excedrin.  It was interesting.  It was just after that, I had the pangs of loneliness creep up on me again.

I asked my mom if she wanted to go to a book reading with me in a couple of weeks.  It's one of Stephen Colbert's writers that'll be at Boswell Books.  He wrote a book about being an immigrant.  I think I'll buy the book this weekend and get an autograph like a 12 year old book nerd.  Last time I went to one was in 2018 at the Shorewood library.  My mom felt guilty we didn't buy the guy's book.  It was Thomas Frank and she worried about people dressing up.  She said afterwards, people kind of dress schlubby in the neighborhood.  I said what did you expect?  Evening gowns?  People are people.  Lois dressed like a longshore fisherman and yet was awesome at making fun of my hair.  I digress.  She was ok with going.

If my niece and Charlotte were coming it would be the week after next, but they are going to Ohio to see the other side of the family, Charlotte's dad's people.  I hope they drive by JD Vance's home and throw a rock at it.  No, they won't.  I can wish for it, can't I?

Yeah, I am worried about the big stupid bill that the Republicans will cave in on.  It's ok that we're doing this to people, isn't it?  Sigh.

Well I hope the good humans have a good day.  

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