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Action, Not Words

February 15, 2018 at 9:36 am by Claudia

I’m throwing a picture in this post for you. It has nothing to do with the post.

I can’t write anything today other than my despair and rage that a frigging gun lobby has bought and paid for politicians. It’s the equivalent of hush money. “As long as you don’t let any legislation through, we’ll keep funding your campaigns.”

So once again we get ‘thoughts and prayers’ statements, as well as ‘this isn’t the time.’

It’s time. It’s been time.

When money and power trumps the rights of our children to go to school and feel safe, a moral line has been crossed and those who have crossed it are complicit.

We have elections coming up. Vote them out. If they won’t take action, if the lives of innocent Americans don’t matter to them, we need to take action in the voting booth. And do me a favor: do a search for who has taken money from the NRA, and how much. It’s shocking.

It’s blood money.

Cut the NRA off at its knees by voting in candidates who do not take money from them. They’ve become a domestic terrorist organization, far from what they used to be. That is exactly the reason my father left after years of membership. He saw what Wayne LaPierre was doing and wanted no part in it.

The NRA and gun manufacturers profit from violence. That profit is more important to them than human lives.

Enough.

 

 

 

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Sunsets and Hearts

February 14, 2018 at 9:49 am by Claudia

Last night’s sunset.

And then as it got more intense:

It was spectacular.

I was at the grocery store yesterday and as I wandered over to the potatoes (my favorite food) this was staring up at me:

A heart-shaped potato.

It came home with me. Don’t say I didn’t wish you a Happy Valentine’s Day.

Don discovered this little rock a few years back. He promptly gave it to me.

I keep it on the table by my blogging chair.

This photo gives you a sense of all the beautiful markings on the French bistro table in the living room. I should take more closeups of the table – the texture is wonderful.

And this arrived in the mail yesterday. It’s from a certain little guy we know:

It’s on the refrigerator, of course. I spoke with him last night and thanked him for the valentine. He was more concerned with the question, “Why is it so cold in New York?”

After several attempts to explain it, I landed on “Because we’re closer to the North Pole” and that did it. I love that boy.

The battle with the ice continues. I’ve never seen a winter like this one – so many extremes in temperature make for freezing, then melting, then freezing again. Add to that a downhill slope on the parking area and we’re left with a giant slab of ice. I’m over it. It’s going to get quite warm for the next 3 days, so maybe I can get rid of it for once and for all. Crossing my fingers.

Shaun White. That’s all I can say. What an exciting competition! Redemption (at least in his eyes) makes for the best kind of story. Seeing him drop to his knees and cry was truly moving. Bravo!

Don and I have been apart on Valentine’s Day more often than not. It just seems to be that way. Same thing last year. But he’s my Valentine every day of the year.

Happy Valentine’s Day to you, dear readers.

And Happy Wednesday.

 

 

 

 

 

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Goodbyes, Babies, and Rescues

February 13, 2018 at 10:42 am by Claudia

I just got back from dropping Don off at the bus station. The two days went by too quickly, but we had a lovely time together and, weather permitting, I’ll try to get into the city at the end of the week. This life isn’t easy, but I hope we handle it with grace. I think we do.

I have a spider plant upstairs in the office that was a teeny-tiny grocery store rescue when I bought it a couple of years ago. It’s quite large now and very healthy. But it has never produced a baby. Every once in a while I tell the spider plant that it would be nice to see a little baby appear.

Well, look what I saw yesterday! A baby!

Just goes to show you that they hear us. Remember all those books in the seventies about talking to your plants? It may have been a fad, but I talk to mine all the time.

Speaking of grocery store rescues, I couldn’t get this little guy out of my mind – I’d seen it at our local store several times, so I swooped in today and brought it home. This photo makes it look larger than it is. I think it’s a peperomia. The leaves are succulent-like. I’ll look it up later today.

Don’s show starts previews on Friday. For those of you who are new to this, previews are performances (with a paying audience) while the play is not yet officially open. That means that while the cast is performing at night, the tech people, designers, director, choreographer, music director, and writers are watching and taking notes. Rehearsals are still going on each afternoon and those rehearsals are used to fix things, rehearse moments that need some tweaking, and make changes. Sometimes (this happened with Anastasia) the playwright(s) will rewrite scenes, add new scenes, and then ‘pages’ will be passed out to the actors which include those changes. Escape to Margaritaville  will be previewing for a month and then it will officially open in March. So, though the cast is performing, the show is still not completely set. At some point, everyone involved will decide there are no more changes to be made and it will be ‘frozen.’

There you go.

Happy Tuesday.

 

Filed Under: Don, Escape to Margaritaville, houseplants 54 Comments

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