trumpcession

Realizing that I am being a disloyal Lenten person, I feel compelled to note a few things about what is going on in our country.  These are not "little" things as the president calls them but a major shakeup in our way of living.  Our freedoms, our democracy and our economy are at stake.  Nobody up there seems to care, following willy nilly along party lines worshiping their leaders.  We all know who they are and what they are doing.  I heard a pundit say today that the way to deal with this is not to jump at every little threat that they make.  The whole idea is to keep us confused about what is really going on so that we will be easier to manage.  People who are living the high life don't seem to understand that we are literally dying out here.  The chainsaw approach is scaring the bejesus out of everybody.  It is a wakeup call that many will not heed.  Or is it even too late??  The structure of the government is being torn apart and the evil ones have our personal information, including finances.  It's all been uploaded, believe me.  Our allies are gone and prices are about to go out the roof.  I just bought an old car and found out today that the AC doesn't work. I should have known better.  At least it runs from point A to point B.  

We are trimming the budget around here and Netflix is next to go.  I never watch it because I don't sit still that long.  My attention span is quite short unless I am writing or porch sitting.  This day is beautiful and the doors are propped open.  Daddy's buttercups are starting to bloom.  All is well.  

I had a heart to heart with my GP this morning about streamlining my care and he agreed to take my suggestions.  My mantra these days is to simplify life.  I'll be honest, if it comes time to raise chickens and make your own clothes, I'll be moving in with my baby brother in Virginia.  He is a survivalist and libertarian who believes in living simply off the land.  Both of my brothers have brought up, in the past, the money that my parents spent on my college education.  They took out a loan for my last year at UT Memphis which paid for tuition and books and gave me a small allowance per week.  They were so proud when I got that degree because that made all of us UT students!  Go Vols.

I remember Daddy driving us to UTM to see the Lady Vols play the Lady Skyhaws.  Lauren and Kimo were about 13.  I think there was ice cream after.  My ex and I returned when LP graduated with a BSW in 2009.  We left the next morning for a trip to Florida thanks to my parents.  On the beach, we met some Kelloggs people who had an inflatable Tony the Tiger and we drug his butt up to the condo as a souvenier.  There was the usual sunning and gunning and a bus to get to the beach.  I told some lady I was a blogger and she immediately pulled up in her official vehicle wanting to schmooze me.  I think the HOA sent her.  That didn't happen of course.  We were too busy chilling.  

Heather and Joe were there along with Gumbler who drove all the way from Texico.  It was the first time we met Joe D, an Iraq vet, and we all loved each other....and you're next!  Vick and Marisa slept upstairs and I was on the downstairs couch.  Not sure where the others were.  Me and LP and Noler and Liz and Allison and Melissa had been to Gulf Shores many many times but moving toward the bluer water that is somewhat clear was a real treat.  I hate to be sappy, but I want to one more time before I die.  Bucket List.  Think "Beaches"

We continue on through the season of Lent.  Forty days of contemplation and redemption in the desert.  Tomorrow is the anniversary of the day that John Kilzer committed suicide at Betty Ford clinic.  He was a rock star in his early days and later became a UMC pastor after having a "spiritual awakening" at 201 Poplar. 

Next to the Kentucky Fried Chicken, he said.  His work preceding his death were a very powerful tribute to the downtrodden.  What made him take his life?  I have no answers to why anybody does that.  When the guilt and shame and resentment get to be too much, nobody knows what they will do.  Don't worry, I'm not about to off myself, just let God do his work.  I don't believe that suicide sends you to hell, by any means.  God doesn't work that way.  

"We've all got a God sized hole in our heart" ~  Rev. D John Kilzer