My confederate rose is finally blooming but way, way up in the sky where it's trying to get light. I have such a shady yard which is great but it also makes it quite hard to grow a lot of things I'd love to grow like fruit trees and flowering bushes.
I had a pretty good day. I decided to take my walk on Whitehouse Road which I haven't done in a long time and it was okay but I was completely horrified by the number of Trump signs. My road, as I have said, is quite mixed as to race but Whitehouse Road is not. There are some truly huge houses on it, mini-plantations, I would almost say, and most of them have Trump signs, Trump banners, huge American flags, those black and white flags with a blue line in them showing support for law enforcement, AND "stop socialism" signs. I am not shitting you. Assholes don't even know what socialism is. And the irony of all of this being on Whitehouse Road is not lost on me.
Remember the house that goes crazy decorating for holidays? Especially Christmas and Halloween? Well, they've got the skeletons and ghosts and dragons and witches and tombstones all set up as well as a plentiful bounty of all the signs and flags I just mentioned.
Oh yeah. I forgot the "Don't Tread On Me" flags. It's a veritable spooky festival and I am not talking about the giant spiders.
So when I got home I made a real effort to figure out where I could get some Biden/Harris signs and it turned out that in my county the place to get them was the house of a couple who live right off Whitehouse Road and in fact, I had walked within about half a mile of their house. I emailed them and they wrote right back and asked me how many I wanted and I said, "Two," and next thing you know, I'd driven over there and they were such nice people who have gone to a great deal of trouble and effort to get these signs to give out. They'll even deliver them to you! So I got my signs after a little chat and I stuck them in the ground in front of the house when I got home. I surely hope they don't get stolen but wouldn't be surprised if they are. It really annoys the crap out of me that Biden signs around here are getting snatched left and right while my neighbor's Trump sign (one of the few in this immediate area) has been up since 2016 without being disturbed. I can only assume that Democrats are more respectful of others and their property than Republicans.
Here's an interesting thing- the company that we get our Medicare supplemental insurance from gave us a robocall today and I couldn't believe what it said which was that they did not think that Donald Trump has done an adequate job protecting Americans from the Coronavirus and they were asking their customers to vote for Joe Biden. I shouldn't have deleted the message because I'd really like to listen to it again to see if I could suss out whether it's truly legit. This is a HUGE company. AARP endorsed, etc. If it is legitimate, I am incredibly impressed and somewhat heartened.
I spent part of the day listening to the hearings of Amy Coney Barrett being held in Washington. I love how all the Republicans are like, "How DARE you attack this incredibly qualified WOMAN for her religion?!" when of course if she were Muslim they'd be shitting themselves and screaming about Sharia Law. Of course, no practicing Muslim is in any danger of facing the House or the Senate anytime soon and certainly not under this administration. What a travesty this whole appointment is! But y'all already know that.
So. As usual, things were up and down, not only here but everywhere, I feel sure.
Tomorrow I go for my very invasive procedure appointment where my uterine lining will be observed, not for any problems I'm having but to satisfy the doctor who prescribes my bio-identical hormones. Not looking forward to that at all. I just wrote a paragraph with WAY too much information in it and lucky for you, I deleted it. Come back tomorrow and see if I go into details about how it went.
Here's a picture that came up in my memories on FB this morning.
I think I've probably posted it before. That was taken at least thirty-two years ago. Wasn't Mr. Moon the handsomest thing you've ever seen? And look at little Lily! Check out my Reebok high-tops. Man, I loved those shoes. They were so damn comfortable. I felt invincible in them.
That's all I have for today. Time to go finish up supper prep. I've got a huge venison roast from the freezer in the big Dutch oven after I pressure-cooked it and now I need to add the potatoes and carrots. I hope it's fit to eat. I have to say that venison is mighty darn lean. Which is good.
Y'all take care. Let's all hold on to each other during the next few weeks and hope for the best.