I Think I'm Just Lazy

Here's what I worked on last night while watching the debate. Can you see the places where I got really angry? Whatever. I have a new potholder and Kamala Harris owned Donald Trump last night. It was a good debate in many ways. The moderators called Trump on his lies and controlled his ranting while Harris gave sane and intelligent answers while at the same time, baiting the old shithead. I knew she was going to do it and she did and he took the bait like a catfish on a ball of Wonder Bread with a sharp little hook in it. The man had nothing of substance to say whatsoever (he has a "concept" for a plan to replace Obama Care) and merely repeated his lies and brought up the newest internet bullshit about Haitians capturing and killing and eating pets in some neighborhood in Springfield, Ohio according to someone's neighbor's daughter's friend or something like that. The moderator did NOT let him get away with that one. "It was on TV!" the orange one protested. 
I did scream at the television once when at the very beginning of the debate he brought up post-birth abortion again. 

Anyway, we watched it all but turned it off when the talking heads began to discuss it. We'd seen what we wanted to see and that was enough. 

As I foresaw, I've felt pretty shitty today. Zero energy. I probably watched more TV today than I've watched in forever. Yesterday I started watching a movie that's streaming on Netflix and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I finished watching it today. Here's the trailer. 

If foul language upsets you, this is not the movie for you but then again, if foul language upsets you, why would you be reading here? The acting was great, the characters terrific, the storyline very good. 

While I was watching it today I finished up shelling the last of the peas. I have a pot of them cooking now. 

In yard news, the pinecone lilies are turning red and will soon be that deep scarlet that they become. 

Maybe this is the year I'll actually try squeezing the liquid out of one and using it to wash my hair with. Their other name is "shampoo lilies" but I've never actually tried it. That picture comes from the little bed by the kitchen where many seemingly unrelated plants grow and also, as you can see, some lovely fungi. The "yard" behind the old kitchen is filled with these lilies. I suppose I could very easily say that they, too, have become invasive, despite how much I like them. 

And that's about it. It's been gray all day long and as cool as it's going to be for awhile. Supposed to be back up into the high eighties starting tomorrow and lasting through next week at least. Hopefully, my ennui will be gone by tomorrow and I'll get some things done around here. God, I love that word- ennui. That and angst are two of my favorites. When I use them I feel as if perhaps I have not completely descended into dementia. Perhaps when I have though, I'll just be an old lady in a nursing home, holding a baby doll in her lap, chanting, "Ennui, ennui, angst, angst, ennui."

It could happen. 

Love...Ms. Moon