4 am musings

Apparently my body has decided to sleep on newborn time.  I have been waking up way before sunrise, this morning at 3am.  Sitting on the back porch in the dark I could hear coyotes back in the fields, probably pups judging by the intensity and volume of the yips.  Nothing like in the dead of winter when they howl endlessly.  It was a subtle reminder to me that these two cats who are eating me out of house and home are in danger if they get too far away from the food bowl.  It is nature's way.  I don't keep up with hunting seasons but I think it's around deer time and close to duck time.  

The fall colors are now peaking, a bit late for us, but beautiful none the less.  The dogwood right in front of my house is dark red and catches the light just right to show off.  

Much of my psychic energy is going into transitioning into an old, visually impaired old person who depends on others.  Always very independent, that is a hard thing to handle.  Bubba said he has never seen anybody who has to go to the 'gentral every stinking day, which ain't true.  It's just anytime I have a chance to get out!  I have so much empathy now for my parents needing rides here there and yonder for the last five years of their lives.  After they died we found a shit ton of disposable razors that Daddy had stockpiled through random trips to the store.  I inherited all of my mother's photo albums which are still in a box under the steps.  Time to haul those babies out and revisit the past.  Mom was a gifted journalist who brought receipts for EVERY rat killing she was involved in.  I have several volumes of my history that she compiled.  I failed Lairen in that respect but there are many pictures of her....just not organized by date and age...lol.

As I age and lose vision, the memories  in my head are the ones that stick.  Brothers in the cotton trailer on fire.  Debbie getting thrown off our horse Dan.  And of course, the New Year's day production at Gaga's where Tommy was baby new year, complete with diaper.  You can't make this stuff up.

Y'all enjoy the nice weather while it lasts.  Usually Novemblah consists of lots of gray rainy days.  We shall see, and keep the faith ^j^

america first?

Oh boy.  Congress is back in session, at least for today.  The final signature on the discharge petition was obtained after a "newly" elected rep from Arizona was finally sworn in.  Oh wait, that will happen today perhaps.  Then they go BACK out at the whim of Mike Johnson to avoid the Epstein files.  All of this while Americans are being arrested by ICE and forced to pay additional taxes on necessities like food, clothing and other living expenses.  Meanwhile, millions of our taxpayer dollars are being spent on marble for the Lincoln bathroom and conversion of the Rose Garden to a private club.  Corporate donors will pay for the "beautiful ballroom" which would be cool except they all want something in return.  That's how the whole thing works.  

The Trump administration has showed a total lack of respect for what the American people want.  We do not want to start a war with Venezuela.  We want affordable health care and food.  We want for the focus to be on US rather than on partisan politics.  And we are being let down every time political loyalty wins over the will of the people.

Scripture tells us a lot about these kinds of false prophets and how they lead vulnerable people to do evil things, even when they know better.  At some point narcissism causes folks to lose all empathy for others. You know, like cutting healthcare to millions while buying Kristi Noem two new jets for she and BF.  And what about that true romantic Kash Patel flying his girlfriend to a wrestling match on our dime.  I could care less about who's doing who out there as long as it doesn't affect me personally.  That kind of shit definitely affects me.  Like I would ever be a guest at Club Rose Garden.  Ha!

I got confirmation via CT that I do indeed have a parastomal hernia which will require surgical repair.  That was step one.  I have begun isolating again because my gut is so unpredictable.  For the last 2 nights I have woken up with leaks and had to get up half awake to change the whole apparatus.  This morning I was up at 4am and still going.  The changes in my stoma are such that I can't really get a good seal anymore.  And that, is a problem.  Note to self:  Talk to Jay ASAP!

My dressing is in the freezer and Bubba's 22 lb turkey is thawing.  I am giving thanks for so many things, even including the hardships.  That is how we learn, though it's hard to see through the pain and darkness to understand that truth.

Y'all enjoy the last few warm days of 2025 because winter is coming ^j^

tylenol and turkey

Well, here we are in the midst of the longest government shutdown in history  According to MAGA, it is the fault of the Democrats.  Never mind that Mike Johnson has put the entire house on indefinite paid vacation to avoid seating a newly elected representative from Arizona because she will be the deciding vote on releasing the Epstein files.  Meanwhile, food assistance is being kept from millions of people when they money is readily available.  Try putting that on your Thanksgiving table... Never one to pass up a chance to blame things on the previous administrations, Trump touted that Wally world's package deal for the meal is 40 bucks.  There are fewer items in the bundle and name brand products are being replaced with great value, the store brand.  But yeah, he takes credit for what he had nothing to do with, claiming that the price is "25% lower than under Biden."  Typical Trump.  

Lauren and I have enjoyed several beautiful sunrises out here lately.  She is helping me to clean and organize this messy house, which is her forte.  We listen to podcasts together and share opinions about the state of the world and, in particuar, our country.  And RFK continues to spread dangerous imformation about health issues.  Tylenol?  Please y'a;;.  The biggest danger I have seen from this OTC med is that people who want to commit suicide will take an entire bottle and die a slow death from liver failure.  I have seen it, and it ain't pretty.  Depending on how long after ingestion the patient presents for treatment, often times the patient would say "but wait..." and by then it's too late.  

Meanwhile, we are slowly drifting toward winter with a hard freeze in the forecast.  That should help the pecans to drop.  I still talk to Patty when I'm out there picking them up.  Lord how she loved it!

I am scheduled for an abdominal and pelvic CT next week to try and figure out what's up with my gut.  The surgeon who ordered it was quite personable and I deducted right away that he is a keeper.  If it is a prolapsed stoma, that's an easy fix.  If there is a hernia too then it becomes more complicated.  We shall see what God has in store.  And always, with faith ^j^