Blogging In The Wind

 

Blogging In The Wind

 

I thought I had quit this blog thing as the venue has mostly gone the way of the eight-track tape, CDs, and DVDs, but sometimes I just have to vent, even if it reaches no one.

Mrs. C does not wear make-up, she does not like ear-rings.  She loves rings, and has one for each finger, thumb, and occasional toe.  She does wear  bracelets and on rare occasions, a necklace.

We had one such occasion the other day, the baptism of Charlie, my six grandchild. 

Dressed to the nines, Mrs. C commented,

“This outfit would really look nice with a necklace.”

Now, I have given Mrs. C several nice necklaces over the years, nothing extravagant given my love affair with a dollar, but nice.

“Why not one of the necklaces I gave you?”

“That would be perfect, but I can’t find them.”

“You lost the necklaces?”

“Not lost, I just can’t find them.”

“That is the very definition of lost!”

Now here comes the Mrs. C statement that forced me back to the key- board.  I suspect those with She/Her/Hers pronouns will understand it, but He/Him/His pronouns will be scratching their heads along with me.

Said with attitude,

“I didn’t lose them; I just hid them where they wouldn’t be stolen!”

“Or found!”

“You’re a jerk!”

 

Who Are They Pointing At?

 

Who Are They Pointing At?

 

This is a bi-partisan political post.

Have you noticed that when a politician, no matter the party, no matter the office, meets a crowd, they do that pointing thing?

Politicians gaze around the crowd and then selectively point at a few people in the crowd as if they spotted some old friends and need to acknowledge them.  I suppose it humanizes them, they all do it…every. single. one! 

Oh yes they do, watch, you’ll see.

When President Biden entered the studio in the Trump debate, he pointed to a friend in the empty of all but two narrators studio.  The pointing move was so engrained that he could not avoid it.

At a local Christmas parade in my town years ago, the Mayor was on a float doing the pointing thing.  When he passed me, someone he had never met, I started pointing at him…he started to laugh…he knew.

Too bad Trump did not spot the sniper, he might have pointed at him and spared the snipers victims and his ear.

Is there anything wrong or nefarious about the political point?

Nah, I just think it is funny and like calling them out on their bull shit.

 

She’s A Cold Hearted Bitch I Tell Ya!

 

She’s A Cold Hearted Bitch I Tell Ya!

 

Tonight, while packing for a trip I noticed a strange box among Mrs. C’s many piles of closet stuff.  As I must have paused for two seconds Detective Mrs. C asked,

“What are you looking for?”

“Nothing, I was just wondering what is in a strange elongated unopened box.”

“Never mind, just leave my stuff alone.”

“Now I have to know.”

“If it’s in the long box, it is like a back scratcher except it is for applying lotion on my back.”

“When did you get it?”

“A couple of years ago.  I haven’t used it yet.”

“Of course not, you have me to rub lotion on your back.”

“I’m just planning ahead!”

She is cold I tell you.