I think with the much less stimulus from outside, as we sit here in our houses day in and day out, including jaunts out in the neighbourhood, that things that do get through, mostly on the news, affect us more mentally.
Like seeing that old man get pushed down by that racist. I know that that would have been horribly disturbing at anytime you saw it, but that reduced me to tears this time. That dear old man tumbling onto the cement like that was simply horrifying and awful. What if that were our dear old person?
And last night the four of us watched Michael Moore's new documentary about our beautiful planet. I hope everybody takes time to watch it. That video really reinforced what we already knew. And now, with our earth getting a much desperately needed breather, it's time to make changes. We are selling our van...one car is more than enough, we are going to start to grow at least some of our food, less travelling, live local as much as possible and make a sincere attempt to eat way less meat. I am going to talk to the crew about that. Greed is definitely the most evil of the seven deadly sins. And Al Gore is a big fat lying greedy phoney.
I am still sitting in my bed, with my window open and our illustrious leader, spending us into oblivion and horrendous future inflation and taxes is pontificating on the tv. So whilst he repeats and repeats and spends and spends, I thought I would write this post. But.....
There is another annoying noise coming through. Pigeons. Many pigeons. They sit on the roof of my house and coo and coo and coo. You know, its kind of like a nose whistle...that frigging noise your nose makes sometimes. So you snort in big whiffs of air to see if that stops it. First you plug one nostril and snort, then the other side. Then test with normal breathing. But no, it's still doing it. So then, even though you aren't supposed to touch your face, you grab your nose and yank it and twist and squeeze...but again...whistle. Then you get a Kleenex and blow....blow hard. Nope. Finally you take to bashing with two fists on each side of that honker and finally, if it isn't bleeding, your nose stops making THAT noise. But I can't do that to pigeons on my roof.
Graeme just brought me a cup of coffee in my bed!!! Coffee in bed...that has almost never ever happened in my lifetime. What a treat!!!
Every morning I always took Bill a coffee and his newspaper in the bathtub. Every morning...until he retired and we moved to laptops from paper. And in all those many many years he never once brought me a coffee in the morning. Not once, insert an Oma sniff here. I asked him once why he never had and his answer? "I don't know. You never asked." Sigh.
I quit Global news a while ago. And I was missing my morning news fix but Global is all Covid and doom and gloom. I mentioned this to April and she suggested Breakfast TV. She said it is happier and less gloomy. So I have and she is dead right. They still touch on Covid and still show PM but they have the best most fun stuff on their news. Give it a try you locals!!! Just now they showed a low carb vegan ice cream place that's open, safely, in Vancouver! Mmmmmmm......
Alright, I am rambling. Gotta wind 'er up here. Have a fantabulous day people and if you have any vegetarian suggestions or recipes, please email them to me. I need help. TTYL
hp1104@gmail.com.
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