It's been a rainy day here in Lloyd. This is the dregs of Ida, I think, and how very lucky we've been that this is all we've had. Just slow and intermittent rain. Maurice and I decided to stay in and shell peas which is what we did. It would go a great deal faster if Maurice used one of her lethal claws on the peas to split them open so that I could shell them more easily but she isn't interested in helping.
I finished the documentary series on John of God. It did not have a happy ending. Well, except for John. After being arrested and put in prison and sentenced to over sixty years, he was released last year due to his age, which is 78, and covid. He is on house arrest with electronic monitoring. Supposedly the government had taken all of his millions (and his illegal guns and jewels and houses with hidden basements and safes) but it looked to me that he was still living far from the poverty line.
The women who brought charges against him were not well pleased.
As you can imagine.
And he still has faithful followers.
After that I decided to watch something a bit lighter and so I chose a Paul Rudd movie, "My Idiot Brother."
I highly recommend it for light entertainment. It's sort of silly but the cast is good and the acting didn't make me want to retch and the writing wasn't bad. Actually, for what it is, it's one of the best movies I've seen in a while. I can't tell you how many movies I start watching and after thirty or forty minutes I'm like, "Why did they make this movie?" and more importantly, "Why am I watching it?"
This is especially disappointing when the movie has what I would consider to be a very fine cast.
But, who am I to judge?
Not that that's ever stopped me before.
So that was my exciting day. I also took the trash and did some laundry so there you go. I talked to Mr. Moon this morning and again he asked if he could come home now.
I said, "I told you yesterday that you can!"
He said, "I just wanted to make sure you hadn't changed your mind."
I had not and have not changed my mind.
So he'll be getting in sometime around midnight, I think. I told him I could not promise to be awake but that I would be HERE. I wonder if the cats have missed him. Probably. Maurice generally sits on his lap every morning while he reads the news online. She's slept with me a few times.
Jack does not really speak at all but Maurice is not shy about speaking her truth and her truth generally is that if I touch her or move she'll try to kill me.
I really do not know why I tolerate that cat. And yet, I love her.
Which is to say- hatefully.
Another reason to shun religion in my book. Thank god that when my kids came out to me I didn't have to worry that they wouldn't be with the rest of the family in the Celestial Kingdom when they died.
I sure will be glad.
Many years ago a dear friend came out to me. Actually he said after I served him sliced beefsteak tomatoes with a little olive oil and bread crumbs (under the broiler), ‘I’m sorry, but I can’t stand tomatoes,’ then four seconds later said, ‘by the way, I’m gay.’ I got wide-eyed and said, ‘Oh, no, Todd! Tell me that’s not true! It’s a sin I tell you!’ He was obviously shocked, then I said, ‘we can’t be friends if you don’t like tomatoes!’ And that was that.ReplyDelete
That's so sweet. I'm sure you gave Todd a momentary shock, though!Delete
i got the art piece boxed up and will ship it out tomorrow but that is all I have done since last Friday. After going over to the shop and working just about every day for two months I've been rudderless since I got those two pieces finished. no rain here and we really need some.ReplyDelete
You'll regenerate interest in something, I feel sure. Does it feel good to have those done? Did it make you want to do more?Delete
Another cloudy day here. Slept through most of it but that is what I get for going to bed at 4 AM. Safe travels to Mr. Moon.ReplyDelete
Oh my goodness, e! You're becoming a vampire! (Not really, I'm sure.)Delete
Ready for September. I like this time of year - cooler days, colorful leaves. I am heading to the forest preserve to look for signs of Autumn! Welcome home, Mr. Moon!ReplyDelete
That sounds fun- the forest preserve.Delete
Miz Mary, it's because you are who you are that your kids could come out to you, knowing there'd be acceptance.ReplyDelete
I've been come out to by several people over the years, friends, usually very indirectly to test the waters. Then more confidently. I'm sad that anyone has to be so careful like that about simply who they are.
You're right Boud. It just shouldn't even be an issue. Like, "Oh, by the way- I'm left-handed."Delete
All righty. And yet we put so much ridiculous importance on these labels concerning gender and sexuality.
I had a friend who came out to me in high school and he added the fact that he was in love with D. I said, "Oh honey, I know. And we're all in love with D."
We were too.
My son's cat is horrible, even though I've been around him more and more. Some cats just consider themselves Alpha I guess!ReplyDelete
I can hear Patsy Cline singing your post title! It also reminds me of Planes, Trains and automobiles,my favorite John Candy movie. Thanks for the recommendation on the Paul Rudd movie, I love him! I’m sure Mr. Moon will be so happy to be home and in your arms again. Much love.ReplyDelete
Barbara- I love that movie so much. It truly is one of my very favorites. And that's a good song, isn't it?Delete
I watched another Paul Rudd movie yesterday. "The Fundamentals of Caring." Completely different and yet, I enjoyed it too.
Maurice IS helping. She is exuding calm contentment as only a cat can (even a nutcase like her), which is gently seeping into your brain. You are shelling peas more calmly and contentedly than you would have been otherwise. That's her job; actually shelling the peas is yours.ReplyDelete
I feel certain you are right.Delete
I had a picnic with two old friends today, in deeply conservative southern Idaho. One had just attended her 50th high school reunion, and was delighted to see her first ever boyfriend from 50 years ago, who was there with his husband. I'm sure that 50 years ago he was deeply closeted, but how wonderful that he can now be openly gay even here. Even in Mormon country.ReplyDelete
Welcome home, Mr. Moon!
Chris from Boise