Well, Mom has come through her surgery ok, and appears to be doing quite well, though I think she over did it today. Still, she should be fine unless somehting unforseen comes up...
It has been a fairly long week, though not as tough as some, but mostly dealing with helping my Mom out while she has been out for surgery. That was mostly from worry, because I am happy to help family out when they need me... story of my life, to be fair. Regardless, one gets random thoughts about all the strangeness in this life and it starts to clutter up the noggin some. So, I figured, in lieu of being particularly poignant and/or obtuse (which, regrettably, can happen simultaneously... what's the point of being poignant when no one gets the point... *sigh*), I thought I would clean out some of the mental debris that has been accumulating during this week. Also, I have a couple of writing projects I have been alternately stalling and starting on (these things happen), and the mere exercise of doing this helps now and then...
So, some random thoughts but not necessarily random in purpose...
So, am I going to see some of that 170 million spent on the 'national celebration'? If not, why wasn't I invited? (and it's not a question of whether I would go or not, it's the principle of the thing :)
Though it's rather cold, ice cream sounds good at the moment.
Since the new president is freezing White House staffer's salaries of over 100,000, does that mean he is taking the job pro bono(since his salary is around a quarter of a million a year)? And what if you were making 98,000... do you get the shaft, or would you be one of those real troopers and take the hit for the good of the nation?
I think Congress should follow the White House's lead... most of them don't need the money either. If they all did it, in a couple of years we could just pay off the inauguration :)
Why is it ok to take back all the wonderful things we say in love, but it is never possible to take back some of the horrible things we might say in anger... I might argue the sting from the words in love can be worse. How arrogant we are in the passion of love. (note: guilty as charged, and if you think you are not... then you have never been in love)
We are all responsible for the mess we have created... I wonder if the stain on our souls can ever be cleansed.
I really hope the Steelers don't get a 6th Super Bowl ring... Steelers fans are bad enough... yes, I know, so are Cowboys fans, but I am not one of those Cowboys fans.
I need to be back on a beach...
(Am I the only person that thinks in parantheticals?)
Strange, I really know what it is like to be a pebble trying to stop an avalanche... worse, when you see it so clearly, and you know what is going to happen and have no way of stopping it... feeling powerless against the tide of history is a relatively normal occurrence for me.
The saying goes, 'you are only as old as you feel'... today, I don't know how old, or young I feel... but, I was always old, sooo...
Hmmm.... still a little cluttered, but less so than this morning. It's a start...
C.
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