It wasn’t just that her reading of her poem at the inauguration was sincere and polished, or that she was beautiful, or that she was well dressed and well spoken and composed. It was the Spirit that glowed through her, that incredible optimism and belief in humanity – to see that in a woman that young, from a segment of the population that has every reason to not feel optimistic on any given day made me feel for a moment just as optimistic and positive about my country’s future as she did. Just My Luck to be so blessed.
Author: Finnyfrau
But of course…
Well…it’s Thanksgiving week, when I start work on the family calendar for almost 80 people…AND the German version of my book is ready to send to press…so OF COURSE it is time for my computer to fail. Yep, the big bad BSOD showed up last night. Who has time for this? Not me!
So keep your fingers, eyes and any other manageable limbs crossed for me and my machine. My guess is that I will have to reinstall…a bit of a problem as that is where the book is currently living. Hopefully I can make a copy of all that first so that I don’t lose all that work. Sigh…
But really…JML.
So keep your fingers, eyes and any other manageable limbs crossed for me and my machine. My guess is that I will have to reinstall…a bit of a problem as that is where the book is currently living. Hopefully I can make a copy of all that first so that I don’t lose all that work. Sigh…
But really…JML.
The 2020 election is amazing!
JML to be able to witness this election rather than read about it in a history book! To see citizens actively engaged in choosing their president, to have people care that much about the outcome – what a blessing! Many people may be disappointed – some because their candidate didn’t win, some because they find it hard to believe that their version of American values is not universally shared. But we cast our vote, we accept the result (however reluctantly) and we move on…and if the result was not as we wished, we know we have another chance in 4 years, and we get to work on that. It’s going to be okay, America. Be kind to each other.
Be Careful What You Say
This morning, after walking the dogs, there was only one paper in the driveway, rather than the usual two.
“Where is the other paper?” WHIZ BANG PLOP!
From behind me, the paperboy’s car whizzed by at warp speed, and the paper fell at my feet, narrowly missing my head.
Wow! Should have saved that magic spell for my next lottery ticket purchase! JML!
Bluebirds
How did Bluebirds become my “sign” as in ‘Give me a sign!’
I guess it happened because I have tried for so many years to attract bluebirds to my yard. I have a blue mealworm feeder. I have a fountain. I have bluebird houses.
One bluebird house hosted a family of wrens this year. Another hosted chickadees. The third was the springboard launcher for every squirrel in the neighborhood during the time period when Mr. Bluebird was trying it on for size.
For a while Mr. B was breakfasting at my kitchen window…and then one day he was gone. No warning. No note. But before he left, he inspired me to try something I had never done before in my life, because I had never had a bluebird visit me so regularly before. He was THE SIGN!!!
I am afraid to blog
Trying something new can be scary, embarrassing, humiliating. It can also be thrilling, empowering, strengthening. I learn something every time. I am horrible at it, I am okay at it, I am awesome at it. I hate it, I tolerate it, I LOVE it.
I learn that I love learning. I learn that perfection is not my goal.
I learn that you should save DRAFTS immediately upon creating them or they may disappear forever.