blessed

I have spent my day in my jammies and robe with Rosie on the suitcase nearby.  Spent a lot of time on the interwebs trolling news sites for updates on what the hell trump and musk have done today.  The education department ( headed by an ex wrestling executive's wife ) is officially busted up once the GOP congress does their deed.  One of the things I stumbled upon was a live Senate meeting.  Several of the senators gave proof that they have asked Musk to appear before the committee and explain the massive cuts.  Kind of a line by line thing, which is the American way. There were three of them I believe.  Could not tell their names if I had a gun to my head.  The letters were entered into evidence.  I think.  

I have considered writing to my senators and representative ( Blackburn, Hagerty and Kustoff) but I know that my words will be read by some office lackey who fields calls and emails.  That happened when I contacted Lamar Alexander.  And others.  As a teenager I was all about writing letters and most of the people that I sent them to wrote back.  Fats Everett was one of them.  That a lawmaker made the effort to respond to a curious teenager, made an impact on my young self.  I wrote letters to astronauts and Ed Jones and Queen Elizabeth.  Mama saved all the responses for me in a scrapbook.  Lord only knows where it is.

Today has been a turning point for me.  I felt old and pitiful and lacking in faith.  Then my BG came home and we had a bit of church online.  Spontaneous  and wonderful.  I need that in my life now more than ever.  I honestly believe that our country is headed for disaster but really?  Maybe it's God's will to wake everybody up and drag 'em out of their heads.  Mysterious ways, y'all.

Reaves is on some beach some where for spring break and has a sunburn.  The sun is different down south!  She is having a ball.  She wanted to tuck us into her suitcase for the trip but that didn't work out.  Hola baby ^j^