Politicians…… what were they thinking when they weren’t thinking?
Laundry baskets. Big white plastic things with square holes all around the circumference. In my house, these things are rarely empty. The other day I was sitting with a woman I had recently met, when her laundry basket scooted itself across her living room floor. Upside down no less. Her three year old son, thoroughly amused with himself, popped out from beneath it to greet us. We smiled (for a second) then continued talking about the presidential spin. He curled back into a ball, scooting back up the hallway. We giggled how Hot Wheels were apparently more interesting than politics. Later that evening I was watching the news….getting frustrated with the political spin of guns shooting (or not shooting) at people exiting airplanes….pastors spouting over who knows what then disappearing into who knows where….Anyway, it made me wish I had one of those magical laundry baskets that scooted itself into greener pastures. I eyeballed Kyle’s old collection of Hot Wheels wondering if the batteries were still good….I love the chargeable ones that zip across the floor like mice. Kyle??? Can I play with your cars????














I hate election years. It seems to just take over the headlines, conversations and sometimes even every waking hour. Not that it’s not important, but sometimes we want our lives back.
It’s very difficult to find the right balance in being informed, and being so informed you want to tear your hair out! My friend and I keep just propping each other back into balance whenever the other one gets too outraged. Wine helps.
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