Friday, July 5, 2019

And Now We Must Praise The Victors Of That Long Ago Battle Of Laguardia


Today has been a better day. I mean- how could it not be? Trump actually cited how the Revolutionary War heroes took control of the airports in his speech yesterday! Sometimes you just have to laugh. If he wasn't such a danger to us and to the planet, he'd be nothing more than a figure of ridiculousness but of course along with his knows-no-depths ignorance there is also his cruelty and narcissism.
And yeah, the whole power thing.
BUT, we survived the 4th and it was sort of like dragging ass through a birthday that one is not so happy about or any other holiday that is given such importance when really, it's just a day and we can choose to celebrate or not, stay in bed or not, ignore or not.
It was hard to ignore the sonic booms of the fireworks (definitely not legal in Florida) that a neighbor set off for about an hour last night. I mean really. How RUDE! It reminded me of the guy at the river with his music refusing to believe that everyone there wasn't just delighted to hear Toby Keith sing about whatever Toby Keith sings about.
Shit-kickin', I guess.
But I got up today and went for my walk and once again did not die which is always a good beginning to a day. I washed sheets and hung them on the line and did another load of clothes and hung them on the line and finally around two I got out of the house and went to town where I did a much-needed shopping. I've been living out of the garden and the freezer for awhile and that is wonderful and there's nothing at all wrong with it but sadly I do not grow wheat or sugar or coffee or sesame oil or, well, a whole bunch of stuff that cooks need. So I went to Publix and did a huge shopping, zipping through my carefully constructed list and then I went to Costco and got a few things there that I needed. I ran by Lily's on my way home to deliver a few things and also to pick up a couch cushion cover whose zipper had come unsewn in the wash and I think I can fix it easily. I got to kiss my babies and asked Gibson and Maggie where their grandfather's flashlight might possibly be. It's been lost since they were here playing with it.
"Hey, y'all," I said to them. "Do you remember when you were at my house and playing find each other with Boppy's flashlight? Do you have any idea where it might be now? We can't find it."
Gibson looked at me and said, "I think Maggie had it last," which is exactly what I knew he'd say, having been a child once myself. And then he said, "And that game we were playing is called Hide and Seek."
Oh, to be educated by a seven-year old.
Maggie had no idea where the flashlight might be and I suppose it will appear at some point.

Came home and unloaded bags and bags of groceries and put everything away and had my afternoon espresso shot on ice and brought in the clothes and sheets and made up the bed and now Mr. Moon has just pulled into the yard after fishing all day.
I do not know how he does it. He gets up at four o'clock, drives to the coast, fishes all day long which is a physically demanding thing to do on a boat on the Gulf, helps clean the boat and the fish and then drives home. But he loves it. He loves it and he is still able to do it and until the day he can't anymore I will cheerfully encourage him to be out on that water. My husband is of Norwegian and Swedish descent and I have long recognized the Viking in him when he is on the water. It's where he feels most comfortable. It's where he's happiest.
Well, except for maybe in the woods in a deer stand watching the animals come and go, the sun rise, and the backs of his eyelids.
I've said it before and I'll say it again- it was certainly never in my plans to marry a HUNTER but I fell in love with one and there you go.
Of course my first real, true crush was Johnny Weissmuller's Tarzan and I suppose I've been carrying around that image of Tarzan bringing Jane home an ostrich egg for her to cook my entire life. I'm just a girl who likes a man who can bring home the breakfast. Literally.
And of course wrassle alligators and protect his woman from lions and bad men and speak fluent Elephant. Or at least the modern-day equivalent.

Okay. I have a question to ask. Have any of y'all ordered anything from one of those companies advertised on Facebook that sell dresses? Maybe you don't get those ads but I do. And I don't recognize any of the names and I feel certain they're all Chinese but the dresses look so pretty.


And they're cheap. 
So cheap that I am doubtful about the quality of them, to say the least. Are these companies that have just cut out the middleman of American business and sell directly from their factories? I don't know. Do I dare trust my credit card information with these people? Will I go to hell if I do business with them? 
So- any of you know anything about them? 
I can't seem to find much online which is probably not a good sign. 

It's still hot here. Brutally so. Not as bad as yesterday, I think, perhaps by a few degrees. Again, it's thundering to the east of us but the radar makes it look like we might get skipped entirely, only teased by the false promise of relief. 

In chicken news I saw some of the young birds playing at cockfighting today. 
I am not kidding you. And to tell you the truth, they didn't look like they were really playing at all. More like practicing. 
Dammit! Here we go into rooster overload again. 

I read a beautiful review of Wednesday night's Rolling Stones concert in Washington DC in the Washington Post and I'd link it but I've already read all of my free articles this month and they won't let me see it again, the bastards. 
Okay. I'm cheap. They're not really bastards. 
It was about how the Stones aren't just resting on their old laurels or phoning it in on this tour. They are a band, playing as well or better than they've ever played. As if they were playing for their lives. Dammit, I wish I could quote some of it. 

I better go make supper for that tired, tired man. 

Happy Friday, y'all. 

Love...Ms. Moon


37 comments:

  1. I am also suspicious of those dresses- I did order one four years ago, the extra large was baby size and it took over six weeks to arrive.
    The Stones are the magic we deserve...but not at 600 bucks a ticket. Dang, where's the love?
    We are forever losing flashlights, flashlights and scissors, I suspect that they are all in Mr. Man's drawer/s...

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    1. Some items seem to only have the purpose of getting lost.
      You're right about those ticket prices.

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  2. I think this is the link - it was the concert in Maryland. You can't see it, but if your readers want to cut and paste it, here it is.

    https://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/style/the-rolling-stones-want-to-teach-you-how-to-live-forever/2019/07/04/aa6ef9e4-9e74-11e9-b27f-ed2942f73d70_story.html?utm_term=.13db99c23588

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  3. I ordered from a site on my FB; it WAS from China, it WAS a long time coming, and it WAS the shoddiest, cheap, thinnest, and scratchy material known to womankind. It also was a great lesson-learned experience. I won't order from a site like that again and I remove and permanently delete their ads. But, shoot, don't those clothes look great in the ads!?! Also, if you google the name of the company, you can get reviews.

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    1. That's what I figured. They sure look like dreamy dresses though, don't they?

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  4. While i don't have any experience ordering from those companies, one thing i can suggest is to get a prepaid credit card, maybe $50 or so, and use it when ordering online. If they steal the whole value of the card when you only ordered $25 of stuff, they aren't getting much and have no way to get to more of your money.

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  5. Oh, beware the the shiny ads. As a fabric maker, I should have known. But they looked like wonderful old crinkled up linen hippy stuff from the sixties and I bought....pure, unadulterated shit. I won't even describe it, past awful. Don't do it.
    The flashlight surely will return. My $150 sunglasses finally turned up, and all I have to blame is my cat.

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    1. I trust your opinion, Joanne.
      Here's a thought- why don't reputable companies make dresses that look like that out of fabric like linen? I would beg them to take my money.

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  6. Beam me up, Scotty, there is no more intelligent life in the White House...and stay away from Chinese dresses...

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  7. Happy Friday to you. For me it will be an early night if you can call 10:30 early. For me it sort of is. I am usually a night owl but last night the rude neighborhood kept the fireworks going until a little after 3:00 this morning.
    I just stepped out to take Foxy out and couldn't believe hearing them going off again. Not going to do it another night. I shall happily put a call into 311 and turn them over to the cops.

    I ordered some things from Wish while my little granddaughter was here. She is 10 so she liked everything on the app. It was a cheap way to gift her some things.
    She loves Crystals so I got her some of those and some necklaces and ear rings and she was happy. I bought me a dress. It all came from China so I don't recommend it for clothing.
    I do agree with the lady that said to buy a prepaid credit card. That way they cannot scam you if they just have that card on file.

    Going to call it a night. Have a great evening... Beth

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    1. One of my daughters has ordered things from Wish. It's sort of hit-or-miss, isn't it?

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  8. I have ordered from wish. I really like some of the loader like shoes. More than once they have refunded my money and let me keep the item. Now, after singing there praises the tops I've ordered have just been ok and you need to go up 2 sizes. The stuff is not the greatest quality, but it is cheap. Love Gail

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    1. Some of the things on their site are just crazy, aren't they? I believe you about the clothes, though. For sure.

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  9. Ah ha, just as I thought! Thank you, ladies. I figured those pretty dresses would be shit quality. I've never ordered one because I've purchased cheap clothing before and it literally fell apart at the seams and/or shrank to nothing in no time. But speaking of FB ads, I once ordered a Canada Goose parka from one of those ads, and it was a ripoff. It wasn't really the Canada Goose company, but one of those copycat sites that took my money and ran for the hills. Happy was I when my credit card company refunded my money. Thanks for the pre-paid credit card advice; it's good and I'm going to do it. -Kate

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    1. We've all been fooled at one time or another, haven't we?
      And I guess it always boils down to- If it looks too good to be true, it's not true.

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  10. Oh Mary, I was trying to find your email. I have a little digital something I would like to send to you. How can I do that. It said your website is temporarily down.
    It isn't something big or anything like that. My hobby is digital scrapbooking and I enjoy doing it. I just made you a little page is all that I thought you might like.
    Take care, Beth
    This is my email address. bethreed78753@gmail.com

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    1. mmerluna@aol.com
      I had no idea there was such a thing as digital scrapbooking.

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  11. Next time Mr Moon has a birthday...or maybe as a Christmas present, you should consider buying him a Viking helmet - the type that has horns sticking out of the sides. Failing that you could craft one out of papier-mache, using a balloon in place of Glen's head, then let it dry and paint it. It would be a visible expression of true love.

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    1. Hahahahahahaha! Oh, YP. You never fail to make me laugh.

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    2. How do you know I haven't already gotten him a Viking helmet, Mr. P?
      (I haven't.)
      I think there may be other ways for me to express my love to him that he would enjoy more. But it's a good thought.

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    3. How do I know? Because of information beamed back from my miniature drones and also because you said "I haven't".

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  12. I always Google those companies and the results are never encouraging. The stuff tends not to look like the picture, the fires are bad, there definitely sweatshopped, they often don't arrive and refunds and returns are a struggle. I don't think it's worth it. I look, sigh, and move on.

    Sigh!

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    1. I'm agreeing with you, Jo.

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    2. sorry for those typos, I don't even understand them.

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  13. I wouldn't order from those sites. I loved the clothes on one of them and checked reviews, none of them good. Sigh.

    My big guy has a sore back right now. We were packed in liked sardines on the long flight home and his herniated disc is now acting up. It's cool and wet here, mushrooms and slime mold growing everywhere. Strange times indeed.

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    1. Planes are torturous for very tall people, aren't they? I swear, sometimes Glen has to sit with his knees practically in his ears and beg the person in the seat in front of him not to let down their seat back. Hope your big guy feels better soon.
      Slime mold? Sounds horrid.

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  14. oh yeah the dresses and blouses always look great but I don't order clothes or shoes online simply because I don't buy clothes or shoes I have not tried on. who knows what anyone means these days by the size. it varies so much by maker. Penneys and Target and Palais Royal and Old Navy is cheap enough for me.

    and of course Trump. Never his fault, it was the teleprompter, it was the rain, it was the socialist liberals, it was the Dems, it was anybody or everybody except him. does it make me a bad person to be glad it rained like hell?

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    1. Old Navy always astounds me with their cheapness. And yet, sometimes their clothes hang together pretty well. I know, though, that they must be made in sweatshops. That's the only way. Of course they probably all are.

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  15. Nope to the dresses as many have said already. Gibson cracks me up repeatedly.

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    1. Gibson is a unique and wonderful individual.

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  16. Gibson is so helpful, educating his grandmother. He makes me smile.

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    1. Yes. He's always willing to set me straight. So are all of the rest of them, actually. And (sigh) I often need setting straight.

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  17. I ordered a sweatshirt once via an ad I saw on Facebook and it's not the greatest. I get ads for button-down shirts that are similar to the ones you're seeing, and the shirts look cool in the ads but somehow I don't think they'd look cool in real life.

    Oh, Lord! I hope you don't have a rooster extravaganza again!

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  18. A lot of those online companies are shams, some even use images from real Companies and Designers and it's not their product, beware! If they are actually selling clothing, it would probably be questionable quality and the security of their sites is dicey. The absolute ignorance of 45 is jaw dropping... you know he bragged about NEW Sherman Tanks in his despot worthy Parade too, I think they haven't made a NEW one of those since before I was born... but whatever... LMAO. Being 'educated' by Children is always so Sweet, they're so sincere and their perspective is often so refreshing to my Old Soul.

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