Old Fashioned Santas
Don and I escaped with a one of our favorite classics... with the help of an old fashioned DVD.
I always prefer the classic Christmas movies. No Hallmark Christmas movies for me. This is my favorite Santa of all. He was the Macy's Santa in Miracle on 34th Street. Macy's in NYC, will have no Santa in their store this year. First time in nearly 160 years.
Santa Behind Plexiglass
Some malls will have Santas. Kids are flexible. They can enjoy fist bumping Santa through plexiglass. They haven't had decades and decades of Santa memories to make this idea nauseating.
But, if I had young kids right now I would skip Santa this year. There are a million ways to celebrate without a Santa visit. This seems creepy to me.
NYC Macy's Santa in 1963
This is my only Santa memory at all. I look like I'm about to bust out laughing.
Mom took us to see Santa at Macy's in 1963. Dad was working late and we were killing time, before picking him up. After seeing Santa, we stepped outside and it had gotten dark. It was snowing. Best memory ever.
I hope next year kids can visit Santa, without masks and plexiglass.
Yesterday I talked football and don't even like football. Today, I'm mentioning football again!
I learned that yesterday, history was made. Sarah Fuller became the first woman to play for a Power 5 football team, with her halftime kickoff.
Well, I don't actually even know what Power 5 is. But I do know, it's pretty great that this Vanderbilt soccer goalkeeper, got a chance to use her skills, on the football field!
As awful as this pandemic has been, there have been some good moments. This opportunity for Sarah might not have happened, if so many of Vanderbilt's football players hadn't tested positive for Covid.
Yay for Pandemic Surprises!
Not a Big Fan
I really don't love football, but I know it's bringing a lot of joy and distraction to many. When I spotted Michigan on TV today, I called my dad. He's a U of M fan and this would be a good distraction for him. "Their masks are very festive!" I told him.
U of M football ended up being the topic of our phone converstaion. Dad and I reminisced about going to games in Ann Arbor, when Dad taught there in the 1970's. I was 16 and we hadn't lived in Ann Arbor long, when Dad gave me his faculty tickets one day. He told me to invite a friend. I didn't really have good friends yet, but I invited a girl from my drama class. At the stadium, we were on the way to our seats, when I spotted my parents heading towards their fancy box seats. They had gotten better tickets, because they were entertaining Arthur Miller, who had come to UM to work on a play with Dad. My new friend didn't seem that excited when I pointed over to my parents and said I would introduce her to them. We made our way over and I watched the face of my new friend when I introduced her to Mr. Miller. If I would have invited a friend from another class, it might have been less fun. But this friend recognized the playwright and her jaw dropped when she shook his hand. Dad didn't recall that story, so it was extra fun to tell.
I guess football gave me a fun distraction today, after all.
I hate the day after a holiday when the mood feels blah. But, I woke feeling so rested. This is the first time I've slept 8 hours, in 8 months at least. It was dark and balmy at 7:30 when I headed off to run.
I was gone 5 minutes when a huge clap of thunder made me jump and pause. Then another! I turned and ran back. I haven't been hunkering down, preventing covid for 8 months, just to be struck dead by lightening!
Stormy Day Thinking
I actually loved our rainy day today. The house felt cozy. It felt like Thanksgiving is supposed to feel. I was happy to think back on our day yesterday.
Zooming with the kids and other family, made the holiday feel extra special. And no. Don and I were not drunk on champagne.
8 Months of Zoom
After yesterday's Zoom, I thought back to all the virtual gatherings we've had with the kids, in past months. We've had hat-wearing Zooms and Western-themed Zooms.
We've done Tiki Zooms and Election Zooms. We've toasted to birthdays and pregnany. We've Played ukuleles on Zoom and we've played Lotteria, for Cinco de Mayo.
A week ago, I had a last minute idea for our Turkey Day Zoom. Lord knows we don't need gimmicks to have fun, but I can't help myself.
I dug in the closet for paper and found some old veggie stickers and some cloth leaves. I jotted down trivia questions and added in more thoughtful questions... to ponder. I tossed them in envelopes with turkey napkins and they somehow made it to CA and OR on time for Thanksgiving.
I look super bossy in this photo, like I'm telling everybody we need to play "the game" now! But the gang went along. We had trivia questions about the year FDR decided to have Thanksgiving a year earlier...
... and questions about the first Macy's parade. Fun.
A few questions allowed us to take turns answering. It was nice to get off on some fun tangents, like what we could all do together in the future.
I love this thoughtful bunch. It was fun to hear some honest answers and thoughts... but somehow one tangent got us back to politics. We are all on the same political page, but suddenly the conversation felt heavy. Trump's name was in invading our Thanksgiving discussion. Luckily Scott grabbed a card and said he wanted to get the conversation back to more pleasant subjects.
We ended with a little sharing about being grateful, that we've all stayed well during this pandemic. Love this family. Love knowing we'll all be together at a future Thanksgiving!
No Fire Today
I actually love sunshine, I just didn't want to state the obvious. (I don't like pandemic Thanksgivings)
But, I also prefer cool and cloudy Thanksgivings. It was in the fifties when I stepped out at 7, but the temps rose to 80 and sun poured in the windows all day. No Thanksgiving fire, this year.
Most people are having altered Thanksgivings this year. Don and I have had a few quiet ones, in our 41 years. I wasn't too worried.
There was actually something extra peaceful about the holiday. We knew our kids and the rest of our family, were also celebrating safely in their homes. The day felt simple and uncomplicated.
At 9 the sun was heating up the family room. Don put on a ball cap so he could see the parade on TV. Watching the parade made the day feel normal... sort of. It was odd to see the Rockettees wearing masks. It was strange to see no crowds. The parade was virtual, with much pre-recorded.
The best part of the parade was knowing others were watching too. I talked to my Dad at 9:00 and reminded him to turn it on. His assisted living facility is on lockdown again. His T-Day meal will be brought to his room. He needs a parade, today.
We texted with the kids 2 hours later, when they watched on the west coast. Lots of commenting on the musical acts. "Did you see Dolly Parton?" "Did you hear she donated money to one of the vaccines?"
We kept it simple, but we also had nothing but time. I could have made a dozen pies.
But, I made one pumpkin pie and one tiny apple pie. Two plates, two forks. Everything felt easy.
Don smoked a turkey breast. Not only was it incredibly good, but it kept the oven free.
In the late afternoon, we did some zooming with family.
We didn't quite get all our family together, but we represented households in CA, OR, TX, NY, CO and ID! This was my favorite part of the day. A lot of laughing and some good political discussion. But we also shared some sincere thanks. These past months have made us all feel grateful for good health and each other.
Feast in the Dining Room
Our meal wasn't over the top, but it included our favorites. We ate in the dining room. We haven't eaten in this room since the pandemic began.
We sat at the same round table that I sat at as a kid, for every holiday meal. For pretty much every dinner, actually. My memories of this table involve 6 different homes in 6 different states. Oh how I wish I knew the stories from when this table belonged to my mother's grandparents!
Don and I used a tripod and took a video. We toasted and then did something that made us laugh.
We sang Johnny Appleseed, the song that we sang with our kids, before many holiday feasts. I'm not sure when the tradition started, but it was always done with great gusto. We would belt out the old prayer song, with no plans about who would carry the melody and who would do harmony. Sometimes our harmonies clashed and left us laughing. Sometimes the harmony magically worked out and we'd hold the last notes till we were out of breath.
Don and I sounded pretty pitiful with just 2 voices. In fact we both ended up on the same note, so no harmony. But we laughed and smiled and then dug into our meal.
Happy Thanksgiving 2020!
The other day I grabbed this free paper from our yard and headed for the recycling bin. But then I took a look at the photo.
What was this about a virtual Thanksgiving service? What is the Fort Bend Interfaith Community? Usually I'd be too busy to ponder this. I've got time this year.
The Day Before Thanksgiving
I've been curious about FBIC. We live in a county that is one of the most diverse in the country. I wanted to see how all these religious groups unite.
I found the service on YouTube. I started it up on the TV, and headed for the kitchen, so I could do some multi-tasking.
Wow! So many faiths coming together for this program. "Signs of Hope". If ever we needed some hope, it's now.
Watching and Working
I was going to make a pie, while I watched and listened. But some old family silver caught my eye. What a silly chore, especially since we won't exactly be using silver tomorrow. But I used to love helping my mom polish silver before Thanksgiving.
There was something calming, about listening while I rubbed and buffed away at those dingy antiques.
It was actually pretty wonderful listening to the voices and the music of so many different spiritual leaders from our area.
These are just a few of the faces I saw on the program. All so different in dress and approach and sound. But all had the same messages of faith and hope. It was a nice treat on the day before Thanksgiving.
I'll make pie tomorrow.
We've had a lot more time to read magazines in the last 8 months. But sometimes, they don't offer much escape from the worries of 2020
"Vaccines are coming. So are the hardest months"
And so are the holidays! CDC is asking families to stay home for the holidays. However as of this morning, 4 million travelers have been screened by TSA, since Friday. Wow!
I'm glad I'm not in an airport right now.
This split screen image is trying to make a dramatic point. Daily, we see images of Trump playing golf! If ever there was a time that our president should not be on the golf course, it is now!
Trump golfs while covid number rise and millions deal with food concerns.
Food insecurity has more than doubled in Texas, since March.
This photo by William Luther was taken on my birthday. On April 9, 10,000 people showed up to claim boxes of food in San Antonio. Our president doesn't seem concerned about this, or about covid right now. Am I missing something?
If ever we needed a peaceful transition of power, it is now. Trump's refusal to concede has been slowing down efforts to fight the pandemic. The president has been keeping himself happily distracted with his golf. Well, maybe not happily.
However, late today there was breaking news! Trump has not conceded, but he is allowing GSA to move forward.
Biden Transition Approved!
Today we had coffee and watched CBS Sunday Morning. It's the Sunday morning ritual during pandemic. The news is honest, but uplifting...usually.
This reminder was not good. So many well known favorites have closed down. But it's the Mom & Pop places that I really worry over.
Pekin Noodle Parlor is Open!
Don and I have spent the last 10 years seeking out the curious, family owned cafes and diners that are less well known. We about fell off the couch when one of our all time favorites was featured!
What a relief to know that this family-owned gem in Butte, Montana is still open!
Don and I spotted the neon sign about 5 years ago. We climbed the stairs and ended up with one of the most memorable dining adventures ever!
The funny little dining rooms are perfect for isolated dining now. They've removed the curtains and the staff wears masks. Oh, I hope to return someday and eat some of their chop suey, again!
It will be a while before Don and I are comfortable dining in a restaurant. But for now, we'll keep supporting with carryout orders.
Today for lunch, we picked up sushi from Mori Ichi and dined on our patio. When I called in to place the order, I recognized Coco's voice. She laughed to hear mine. "All salmon right? I recognize your voice!"
I miss dining in, but it was fun to greet the staff, when I picked up!
I used to hate it when people put up Christmas decorations, before Thanksgiving.
No complaints, this year. Thanksgiving is next week and most of the neighborhood entrances are already decorated.
This morning when I spotted the colorful angels, I had to run home and get my cell phone and snap some pics.
I sent photos to my friend and once neighbor. Lorrie made these angels about 20 years ago. Her decorations bring back memories from when all our kids were young.
Years of Caroling
For 10 years, families from our neighborhood gathered for caroling. We always met up by the angels. We ended at our house, with hot chocolate and cookies... even if weather was warm enough for shorts.
Holidays will be different this year. No gathering for caroling. But I think there will be an extra amount of reminiscing, going on. I also predict more house decorating. At least I hope so.
Only a week ago, did I really allow myself to finally believe that we weren't traveling to see "the kids" for Christmas.
Now it's a week before Thanksgiving and the Covid numbers are climbing. CDC is urging families to stay home and avoid gatherings. I'm glad Don and I already had planned on, turkey-for-two.
But there is good news that could make the holidays feel much more positive! Today, Pfizer is seeking emergency approval, to roll out a vaccine as early as mid December. Dr. Fauci assures that this is not being rushed. Yay! I love this news.
Zoom with Sibs
Everyone and everything seems so far away, during the pandemic. The upcoming holidays remind me of that. Don and I aren't the only isolated ones. Our 4 sibs (and spouses) and our 2 kids (and spouses) are in 5 different states. None of us are close to each other.
But our Zoom gatherings help so much. When Don and I zoomed with my sibs the other day, our daughter called. Everyone waved to Heidi. I love technology!
So Far Away
Some people are used to being far away. Don and I watched the launch of Spacex on Sunday.
Now, that is isolation! They can't step out onto the patio and enjoy a book, when they start feeling cooped up.
On Tuesday, Don dragged me out to the patio at 6:45pm. He keeps track of the Space Station and knows when we can view it from our yard. It was amazing to look up and see the light, slowly passing by... with 4 new members on board, from Spacex! Wow. We didn't even have to leave home for that bit of entertainment.
Far Away Neighbor
Today, I made use of the patio again. My friend visited for the first time. We live across the street from each other. That's not a long distance, but during a pandemic it is. It's been over 8 months since we've sat and talked. We greeted each other in masks, then had tea at opposite ends of the table and talked forever. After months, it suddenly she felt like we were across the street neighbors again.
Another Doc Appointment
Today I brought my happy socks with me to my doc appointment. I don't like cold feet and I needed something positive.
Since this pandemic madness began, I've had 2 oncologist appointments, 1 dental appointment, a mammogram and today's Well Woman Exam. Every appointment has handled Covid differently. This was the first one, where I got to sit in my car until there was an examining room available for me.
Yay! I love that. I have a feeling they'll do away with that as soon as they can safely. But I sure prefer enjoying the quiet of my car, over sitting in a waiting room full of strangers!
Today I was doing some dusting. (rare these days) I put down the cloth, snapped this photo and texted it to Chali and Scott.
Today is their 3rd anniversary. I love thinking back to that beautiful November Day. It was a busy time. Their wedding was the first of 5 family weddings. What if a pandemic would have hit that year?
It makes me sad to think of all the weddings that have been halted or postponed or dramatically altered, this year.
But there is good news out there, that could lead to more weddings.
Good news about vaccines! This is the kind of news I don't mind seeing on TV.
I predict a lot of weddings in June 2021.
I'm not sure why there are so many Republicans lined up behind Trump and his lawsuits.
It would be so helpful, (especially with a pandemic) if we could have a peaceful transition of power. Why slow things down?
Lines in LA
This was an eerie image on TV, the other day. It shows just part of a long line up of cars, in Los Angeles.
These people were waiting to be tested for Covid.
Lines For Food
There are so many people struggling financially right now. This image shows cars lined up over the weekend, in Dallas.
North Texas Food Bank distributed food for about 25,000 people on Saturday.
But there have been good lines, this month. I'm glad so many got out there and voted during these crazy times. By this time next year, things can only be better!
Sometimes you have to ignore the news and have pancakes!
This is the kind of pandemic dining that makes the numbers go up on my scale.
These numbers continue to rise as well. Friday we hit a record. With holidays coming, numbers will only get worse if people don't make good choices.
I'm just going to eat more pancakes today.
A Beautiful Service
Don and I went round and round about whether to attend the service of a very special neighbor. In the past 8 months we have been cautious and taken few risks. Weddings and funerals are high on the risk list. We had a good excuse not to attend, but I'm so incredibly grateful we didn't stay home.
It felt odd to dress up just a bit, for the first time in 8 months. It felt strange to sing Amazing Grace, through a cloth mask. It felt wrenching, to see the images of our dear, young neighbor smiling in the slideshow. My throat ached to imagine the pain of his parents... our good friends. But I also felt lifted and so grateful to be surrounded by others... with our chairs spaced far apart.
We've lost a number of special people in the last months. My dear friend's mom, my cousin, my aunt's husband. Different kinds of grief and worry and it all feels extra heavy, because of the pandemic. This was the only service we've attended. I thought our attendance was for them... to show our support. But we ended up benefitting. Even though we sat far apart from each other, there was a warmth of being with others who all care. The music, the words spoken, the quiet. It was all needed today.
Our Second Friday the 13th of 2020
I started blogging about the pandemic on March, 13, 2020. I decided to take a peek at my first post.
This was just the first image on the post. Wow! less than 50,000 cases in the world!
8 Months Later!
Today there are more than 10 million cases in the U.S.a
There have been 243,000+ fatalities reported since February
We're facing possible shutdowns, again
More than 130 Secret Service officers assigned to Trump have
But a coronavirus vaccine could be available to the general population
Thinking About These Girls!
But, today I'm going to focus on these 2 little girls! Our daughter Heidi and her good buddy Leigh, used to braid their hair on every Friday the 13th. It was a silly tradition. But on this Friday the 13th, they are both focussed on being moms for the first time.
I spoke with Heidi this morning and she's a little stressed. She and her hubby are in their Portland Airbnb, waiting for their new house to be completed. Looks like they won't move in, until Christmas Eve. Heidi will be 7 months pregnant.
I talked with Leigh's mom today and she is in the hospital, having her baby girl! That is the best Friday the 13th news ever!
In one year, I hope these two new moms will be enjoying their little daughters, in a pandemic-free world! Fingers crossed.
The News on Veterans Day
Today is Veterans Day. It's been over a week since Election Day. Trump still refuses to concede. We're facing the worst days of pandemic. More Americans hospitalized than ever... And Trump has mostly been on the golf course.
I was surprised to see Veterans Day events, in two places. If I were a Veteran, who would I want to recognize me, today?
Who are the Veterans?
I didn't grow up in a family with many military connections. I'm somewhat ignorant about the sacrifices and worries of military families. During these pandemic times, I've tried to make myself pay attention and learn about people who are not like me. Today, I looked on FB and saw all the posts of fathers and brothers... sons and sisters. I wondered about them all. I tried to appreciate.
I talked to Dad and asked him about the picture I have of him in uniform. Dad was too young for WWII, but he was in the reserve for a short while later. Dad was a teacher and a director. He never told stories about this small part of his life. But today Dad talked. He reminded me that his brother and father were both in the Navy. Uncle Bob in WWII and Grandpa in WWI. How I wish I had a photo of the day he described, when Uncle Bob came home in uniform and Grandpa pulled his out of storage and put it on.
I got curious about how long our country has celebrated Veteran's Day. I found out that until 1954, the day had been called Armistice Day. On November 11, 1919, President Wilson issued a message about peace. It was one year after the end of World War I. It later became a legal holiday, dedicated to world peace... and evolved into a holiday that honors all veterans.
I decided it was time to get out my grandmother's diary again! I looked at the few pages leading up to November 11, 1918. "Daw" was volunteering in D.C., during WWI.
On November 7, Daw writes, "Peace in the World!" She mentions going to Baltimore in the morning and hearing the news at noon and being "crazy" to be back in Washington. After getting back in the evening, she and her sister got Mrs. Chambliss to take them downtown, where she "never saw such crowds of people. All departments stopped work. So wish we'd been here earlier."
November 11, 1918
A few days later, Daw wrote again. "Another peace celebration today. All war departments dismissed." Then Daw and her friends went to the picture show, before heading out... to see the celebration, I assume. She added, "The Old Kaiser has gone. The Germans have signed the armistice."
The next day, Daw mentioned going to the Liberty Hut with my Aunt Mary, who she called, Sister. "saw Douglas Fairbanks the moving picture actor- he worked for a war fund campaign."
I love picturing my grandmother in D.C., over 100 years ago. I looked up Liberty Hut and found this old photo. Surely she didn't play pool!
How I love having glimpses into the past. How I love having the time to explore and wonder. I love having the help of my grandmother's diary. I love having technology and Googling history. I love having access to my dad, just by picking up the phone.
I'll always think a little differently when Veterans Day rolls around.
No Enchanted Rock for Us
Enchanted Rock State Park is an hour from our cabin. The "Rock" is a massive pink granite mountain, known for its magical and spiritual powers.
Don and I took a picnic yesterday. It seemed like the perfect peaceful thing to do, during a pandemic. But, now the park limits the guests and requires reservations, even on a Monday. We were turned away.
The ranger suggested Cross Mountain Park, down the road.
It wasn't exactly the same. The "mountain" was more of hill. But we had our picnic at a brand new table and then we took a "hike".
It wasn't bad. It just didn't offer the challenge or the beauty, of Enchanted Rock.
As we neared the top of the hill, it was clear why the park was named, "Cross Mountain". At first I felt like we were intruding on a private Christian church camp or something.
It seemed odd to have this giant cross on top of public park, overlooking the town of Fredericksburg.
I posed like a tourist and then we had a closer look at the concrete and metal structure.
The side facing the town, looked even more bizarre. Wiring and lightbulbs, underneath a protective cage.
Then we spotted the plaque, honoring the man who'd found the original timber cross on this "mountain", in 1847!
A sign near the parking lot gave lots more info. It's amazing that this simple little park, is actually packed with history.
This hilltop was once a signal point, for Native Americans... Spanish Missionaries visited... "Easter Fires" were set here... and in 1946, the permanent metal cross, was wired up and lit.
So we didn't climb Enchanted Rock, but we discovered a curious bit of history. This makes me wonder why we haven't explored more, during these Covid months!
Celebrating with the Kids
Don and I are at the cabin, with no TV or internet. But we used our cell hotspot, so we could have a Zoom Celebration with the kids. Chali and Scott wore their "Joe aviators". Chali wore her earthy, all-American overalls and Scott had on a 4th of July Nathan's hotdog tee-shirt.
Heidi and Jamie were limited to toasts with warm tea... I believe. No champagne for the parents to be. I wish we could have celebrated in person, but we were all happy to see each other's faces, now that we've gotten through this stressful election!
For a short while, we laughed and moaned and complained over the behavior of our president. Then we decided to keep Trump out of our celebration. We talked about all the positive things we've seen and heard in the last 24 hours. Since yesterday, we've all been feeling relieved and hopeful, even with this pandemic.
When we got off I felt so good...then, I felt sad. I love it that we can Zoom together, but I so wish we could actually be together, Holidays are coming and our family will not be hopping on planes to be near each other. It's time to be creative.
Yesterday, Don and I needed to celebrate, when we heard the election results. It would have been fun to have cheered in the streets, with crowds all over the country. But, we kept it quiet at home.
We settled on a calm and happy time on the patio. Tiki drinks and a little Biden/Harris decor.
Last night at 7, we settled in front of the TV, while chicken grilled outside.
After so many months of election stress and years of concern for our country, I felt worries lift.
What a different election this has been in so many ways! Joe and Kamala stood on the stage wearing masks, before a crowd of cars and trucks and people... honking and cheering. Kind of silly that I snapped photos of my TV. But, I felt as if I were there, as I listened to the powerful and comforting speeches. Wow. Little girls can really dream now!
After their speeches, the families came onto the stage.
Masks couldn't hide the smiles. It felt so good to see loving families on the stage and emotional faces in the crowds.
Such joy and warmth and music and fireworks!
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I know there would have been music and fireworks for Trump, too. But I can't imagine there would have been this kind of joy.
After many nights of restless sleep, I slept well last night.
Saturday's Covid News
Today was actually far from dull. It is day 5 of waiting on election results. I turned on the TV just after 7, this morning. After days of election focus, we suddenly had a spotlight on Covid.
So Mark Meadows has Covid now. I think there are 5 new cases at the White House now. Texas is not looking great.
This was the election news at 7:15.
This wait on results has taken forever... for good reason. There are more ballots than ever, in history. There are huge numbers of mail in ballots, because of Covid. And they are being incredibly cautious.
Here are some other things that have slowed things down.
This is a fraction of the issues that are being dealt with. Trump has been very busy rejecting the news that he is behind. He's tweeting up a storm, but most are being blocked because of his false statements about voter fraud.
We just kept the TV on this morning. Looked up and saw this bit of news! Thank you, Pennsylvania!
The texts started flying, with family and friends.
But could we be sure? We checked other stations.
NBC was clued in, but Fox was still talking about Trump not giving in.
While Trump was off playing golf, Fox switched gears. I would not want to be Trump's caddy when he learned the news.
In the afternoon, there were happy scenes in D.C. and other cities.
We'll watch President Elect Biden, later this evening. We're getting away from the TV now. We're heading out on a balmy evening to have tiki drinks on the patio!
Good news in 2020, finally!
Waiting on election results is aging me.
I feel as old as these 2 guys, who decorate our guest room.
I am weary from waiting. It's I'm 160 years old. I must have at least 160 worry wrinkles on my face, from waiting on results.
Lincoln became president on this very day, 160 years ago. I feel like I need to celebrate. I've always loved this portrait. It hung in my house growing up and it's in our Lincoln Room... where guests sleep.
Some might think this image is a little unsettling in a guest room. It's old. He's old. Old can be eerie. But what's really unsettling is realizing how young Lincoln was in this photo. He died at age 56. He was nearly 10 years younger than me, at his inauguration. Oh my,
Thursday, after Election
I turned on the news at 7 am. Lots of Trump signs... sheriffs and people yelling, "Stop the count!"
Trump has been demanding we end the counting of votes, across the country. Fraud? He's given no evidence. Since when does the president have the right to terminate an election?
Count Every Vote!
We shouldn't need to wave these signs, but some need to be told. Every vote matters. I thought we were all supposed to believe that.
Even though we're in the middle of a pandemic, we've had higher voter turnout than any election in history. Voting has been extra complicated and we need to be patient with this wait. But man, it's hard waiting.
Evidently, Trump has been tweeting a lot. Lots of his tweets have been removed, for misleading information.
The president like to Tweet in CAPS.
While watching the news, they suddenly broke to a broadcast from the White House. Trump was addressing the public for the first time since the election.
"If you count the legal votes, I easily win," he said. (votes are still being counted!) Even though he has no evidence, Trump claimed the Democrats were "trying to steal an election, they're trying to rig an election."
And that's all I saw. MSNCB cut him off.
I'm worried about how this kind of talk will stir things up. It's scary to picture the people I've seen chanting at his rallies, getting angry if and when their president loses. I think I may be quarantining safely for a long while.
Cancer - Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!