Some humor

Courtesy, delightfully, of my MIL:

From a dear old friend. This cracks me up and is also weirdly correct in this year of our lord.

Happy Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving sure raced up on us this year. Or maybe that always happens. I don’t know. Last year, the boys and I were in California for the holiday; so much has changed since. A trip seems like some sort of pipe dream right now. I miss much of the way life was, but I find myself terribly thankful tonight. My kids have all of their grandparents within mere miles of us now. Four healthy grandparents that enrich their and our lives so much. Losing their home was devastating for Mom and Dad, for my sister and me, but truth be told, the silver lining in this case is truly magnificent. I suppose that’s selfish, but I don’t mean it like that. It’s just awfully nice to be able to drop by and see my parents, to have them in our lives so regularly in a way only proximity allows. I loved growing up with my Nanny and Papa nearby, and I am grateful Jack and Ol now have that in spades.

I enjoyed lazily making pies today and look forward to a cozy, small feast tomorrow. Wishing you all a healthy Thanksgiving. Wear your masks if you leave your house!

WE DID IT!!!! JOY!! President Biden, VP Harris!

OMG, y’all, we did it!!!! We fired trump! We can soon start to fumigate the White House, return it to the people, and relocate Trump Tower where it belongs:

Exactly this.

As soon as we heard the amazing news earlier today, we all got dressed and hauled it downtown. The entire way, cars were honking, people were cheering, signs and flags were waving. Joy was in the air. One guy’s sign simply read, “I’m Happy.”

Me too. ME TOO! Our country just lost an enormous pair of shackles, ones that only had one key: our vote. I have not felt such lightness in years. So many of us feel the same. The joy downtown was electric. Thousands of masked celebrants dancing, cheering, waving signs, and hugging loved ones. More than a handful of cars/people were blaring the “F**k you, donald trump song,” and at Farragut Square, someone had brought an enormous inflatable trump rat, and had blown it up while a live band played and everyone danced and posed with the rat.

My parents just arrived back here last night; what a welcome to their new home! What a joyous relief, y’all. On to Georgia to win these run-offs, but until then…

What a feeling!