What Will be Lurking on Monday

It would be no shocker if it was the lurker with her 135 lives.  Ugh.  It would also be nice not to see the light on by their profile picture.  I would be ok with that.

I found my bill from North Shore Pathologists.  This afternoon I'll take a look and see if the claim got submitted and if I need to make two phone calls instead of one.  If I remember today?  This has to be the one thing.

I'm almost finished with Song Song Blue.  What a great movie.  I'm not saying that because it's set in Milwaukee but it does have an extra appeal for me. I had wondered where Mike Sardina lived in the movie because of the airplanes. I thought maybe it was in my old neighborhood like closer to Mitchell Field but turned out to be South Milwaukee.  I'm a nerd.  Had to google it.

I know Corinne would like to go see her cousins in Canada and is kind of nervous about asking her husband.  I get his apprehension with everything in the news.  I hope they're able to go.  I feel so bad for all that he's went through to get to this country to see what's happening now.  It's so discouraging. 

I felt that way last night about the SAVE act. I saw Miss Clutch Your Pearls Susan Collins show her support for the bill and I thought what is my mom going to do to get her stuff together in order to vote? I think I can find my birth certificate and well I am the childless cat lady so I don't think it would be as complicated.  Damn it.  Really?  

I saw this morning that it needs 60 votes.  Marc Elias, a fantastic attorney who has sued the administration many times will fight this in court.  This gives me a little bit of hope.

I hope it's a good day today.  Looks like it'll be a warmer day.  Not sure if I'm ready for this type of warmth but I'm ok with a teaser.

I hope the good humans have a good day.  

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