Tuesday - That's All I got

I am starting to wonder if Corinne will be able to make it to Milwaukee today.  I hope so.  She didn't say anything last night.  Normally I get a message.  I feel like the little kid waiting for the one friend that won't throw rocks at me.  I understand if things change.  I'll be over the moon if I get a message today telling me that they're here.

I watched Stephen Colbert this morning.  I missed him being off last week.  He showed a lovely interview he did with Diane Keaton when he did the Colbert Report.  I love Diane Keaton.  I was so surprised to get the news alert but it sounded like she might have had cancer because she was so thin from what people said.  When I think of her, I think of a joyful person.  I'll have to find a movie of hers to watch.  I tried finding something of Robert Redford's on streaming that was maybe older but most of it asked you to pay.  With all the streaming that we have, I can't watch something like All the President's Men on Netflix?  Sigh.  Two legends gone.  I adored them both.

Precious seems to be liking me a little bit more today.  I don't blame her when she catches me smooching on Kringle like I did.  I love cats.  I love dogs.  I had Daisy propped up on a pillow Friday night while we watched TV.  She was snoring and so happy to have her belly rubbed.  Animals are less complicated than people.  

I am so worried about this shutdown.  I refrained from asking my mom if she could put on Nicolle Wallace. I like Nicolle but I was afraid there would be coverage praising Trump for the hostages being released.  That statement sounds bad.  I know.  I wish there was more positive news coming from this administration.  I think what happened yesterday was wonderful.  I think what's happening here is horrible.  I watched Don Lemon interview a man who got taken by ICE when he went to some federal building in Chicago for some paperwork and he had his birth certificate.  He was born here and he was taken.  What do you say to that?  How can this happening?

I told my mom put on Lawrence O'Donnell if she wanted to watch the news.  He puts things in a calm and rational manner.  He says things others don't and there's something comforting about him.  I'm not a fan that he's on vacation next week but ok. I forgive him.  He seems to be the safest choice in regards to protecting your mental health these days.  

Protect ourselves.  These aren't easy times.  I believe we'll get through it but the fact that we have to is just heartbreaking to me.  I don't want to be disappointed in people but I am.

I hope the good humans have a good day.  

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