I’m back, bitches!
(Wait. Would tulips say that? Yeah, they would!)
Good morning everyone and happy Saturday once again! And yes, it’s a happy one indeed! My birthday celebration last Saturday was awesome. What’s funny too is the next morning when Ryan went to work, he took the paper crown and pennant to work, having people there run around and play with it. So while he was playing off as “too cool for school” while we were there, he sure had no problem being goofy around his peers. Ain’t that how things go?
Also, a couple days ago, I heard the cardinal’s Spring song, and yesterday, just about all the ice and snow melted! Sure, we’ll be getting some flakes up and down for the next couple of weeks, but every weather forecast I’m seeing has us teetering between 30 and 50F. Yes! It’s over! It’s over! It’s over!
This has been an especially hard winter on everyone. Except Florida. Eff you, Florida! (No, no. Take it back. You’re all right, Florida. Sometimes.) But seriously, I really am sick of Winter and am so glad to see the frost-bitten bags packing. It’s kind of like a house guest you reluctantly allowed to crash, only because you felt sorry for him, and then he greatly overstayed his welcome and took advantage of your hospitality. Get a job, Winter and GTFO!
Needless to say, with Spring finally in the air, my spirit has been going into overdrive planning for warm days ahead – namely for seeing everyone again at PSG. I’ve been painting my tail off for my vending booth, plus I’ve been working extra hard so as to not worry about missing a week of work while I’m there. And, our annual visit with our CPA yesterday went well, too! And what’s funny about that is how I always get anxious about meeting with him, only to leave in a good mood – almost making me happy about paying taxes (no, no refunds for us). If our guy can do that, then yeah, he’s definitely worth the hour drive each way.
One painting idea I have on my list is specifically for our Warriors. There are a million directions I can take with that – incorporating Paganism with military service – but which one? As I posted a couple weeks ago, I want to do something special to be donated to the raffle, but I need your help with solidifying an idea and transferring it to canvas. Please take a moment to think about that and suggest an idea to me! I’d really appreciate it!
Now before people start thinking all I write is fluff these days, I did of course want to put in my two cents on what’s going on in Russia. First off: Crimea. What’s that/Where’s that? How do you pronounce it? (This meme helps and is a groaner.) Why should we care?
I’ve heard of it, thanks to this song, and I of course deemed it cool. The lyrics are brutal, natch, which of course I can sing (badly) note for note into my hair brush with an awful English accent. So back in the 80′s, before Teh Interwebz, I read an interview in a magazine, the kinds I used to cut the band pics out of and stick on my wall (it was in Rip! if I’m not mistaken), about what the song was about – and I actually looked it up at a library – and not for school stuff. Seriously. No shit. Dewey Decimal System and everything! LOL! That’s what we had to do back then. (This quickie article kind of explains what the Crimean War even was for all you young whipper snappers these days.) We Americans, we weren’t taught this in high school, as our timeline was focused on leading up to the Civil War (we got our own problems, doncha know). So, in my case, media to make it cool to learn about politics and war to the rescue! Yeah!
Anyway, so cool – so the Crimean War was a bad ass war most Americans never even heard about, that set off a major chain of events of wars we actually have heard about (thanks to lots of movies and comic books) and which of those we deemed bad ass – because we won. USA! USA! USA! Got it. Crimea itself is a place most Americans probably didn’t know even existed until a couple months ago, due to scattered press mixed in with dual toilets at the Olympics. Duly noted; fair enough. So now why again are Americans supposed to give a shit about what’s going on over there? And whatever happened to that North Korea guy – Kim Dong Long* or whatever? Shouldn’t we be keeping tabs on him because of shit like this?
Welll… an easy answer is history can and will repeat itself if given the opportunity, usually due to apathy and/or ignorance. And yes, we should still be concerned about everything else going on in the world, because hey, we might have to get involved. The Me and Mine philosophy prevails, though I tweak it to Me and Mine first. Oh, and hey, if the President cares, that usually means we should pay attention. Now back to my two cents – what’s that? Honestly, I haven’t formed one fully, other than Putin needs to leave those people alone to do what they want to do and stop being pissy about it. But with the way he looks past the treatment of the gay community, which is widely assumed because he endorses it, leaving people alone to live and be happy is not on his agenda.
Well folks, I have showings starting bright and early this morning, and I’m still sitting here in my jersey and panties, so I need to get a move on! Thanks again for reading, and many blessings to you and yours!
* (Somewhat?) UnPC penis envy/dick jokes. Yes, I went there.