- Man, that three day weekend was exactly what I needed. Actually, mine was more like 3.8 days. I worked for roughly an hour Friday, got Ash from the car place, went to Elliot’s honor roll ceremony, and then he and I did our half day. We had Mexican then saw the new Alien movie. Admittedly, I slept through a lot of it. We got the kids and then by 6, were at the fields for the last baseball games. Both teams won! Isaac got his trophy and now we have put that sport to rest for now.
- Saturday was relaxed but productive. The kids pulled weeds, as is their normal weekend task, and I mowed. We had Sonny’s then napped. It was so relaxing. It’s especially nice when you realize there’s still two more days.
- Saturday afternoon we went to our friend’s house for the end of baseball party for Elliot. Fun times. I think we got home around 10:30 but the boys spent the night and I picked them up the next morning. So quiet without them around!
- So I am trying to narrow down what the cause of this on-going headache it. It has morphed into sinus pain so I’m trying to beat it naturally, the way I have done in the past. At the same time, I am wondering if I should just go to the doctor. I always feel like they just tell you to take something and hope it works. Antibiotics don’t work and neither do OTC pain relievers/decongestants. And in the insane part of my brain, I’m worried it’s a more deep-rooted/serious issue. Sigh.
- Can you believe May is nearly over? I spoke before about how May is normally very stressful and busy for us but honestly, it wasn’t bad this year. A little expensive, as usual, but not super busy. I’m thankful though, not gonna lie.
- OK, time for Tuesday Chat and I’m going to do it because it’s something that bothered me this weekend and I wanted to post on Facebook about it but didn’t want to lose all my friends.
“Get something off your chest. No, don’t throw your bra at me: unless it’s after 7 pm and you’re home for the evening, because Yes!“
OK, so this whole thing about removing Confederate statues is bothering the hell out of me. For one, statues don’t make anyone racist. And removing them doesn’t make people less racist. It’s stone. It’s a reminder of our country’s history, good or bad. And on that note, removing the statue doesn’t erase things done in the past. All it does is make you – the one fighting for its removal – look cowardly and intolerant. Are you afraid of a piece of stone? These are the same people who didn’t grow up believing in “Stick and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.” These are people hurt by words and not strong-willed enough to ignore that kind of thing.
I am noticing a lot less patriotism these days. I feel like people are afraid to support our country. Sure, you may not like the president; he’s not a very good person. But that doesn’t mean you’re not an American. I’m just kind of sick of people who spend all their time trying to crusade against something that is seemingly unimportant. You want to do some good? Fix real problems. Support our Veterans. Do something in your local community to help. Save the bees!
I for one and really glad I live where I do. Every place has issues, I’m well aware. But it could be SO much worse. I’m proud to be American, dammit.