Thank you for all of your wonderfully supportive comments yesterday. You sure can make a girl feel good. I do appreciate your taking the time to share your thoughts. They help me and I’m sure that they help other readers.
I took it easy yesterday, all the while monitoring the ongoing crap in Washington DC. Someday I’ll write about the patriarchy that pervades our culture and how it’s time for it to go. But not today. Suffice to say, I’m signing petitions, making phone calls, and tweeting at the pompous old farts who think women should be seen and not heard. A few of them (I’m looking at you, Orrin Hatch) pulled the same thing on Anita Hill. I guess they thought their performance was so magnificent that it merited an encore. I think they didn’t learn their lesson. It’s time for a massive rap on their knuckles. And a March on Washington.
There’s a lot to do before we leave on our trip, but I’m curiously loathe to start in on a To Do list. Maybe it’s the procrastinator in me. Actually, it’s partly that, but it’s also an acknowledgment that I need a little peace and quiet right now.
Don has to go into the city tomorrow and I’m going to drive a couple of hours to visit the miniature show that I went to last year. Maybe I’ll find something for my modern dollhouse or for the new project, which I’m envisioning as an English stone cottage. We’ll see. I’ll take pictures.
Okay. I’m off. I have to drive Don to the place where he takes portraits, as the CR-V is in the shop. He got it inspected yesterday and it passed, but something on the wheels is loose. which could be quite dangerous. Gulp. So he’ll pick up the car at the end of the day.
Happy Thursday.