Ugghhh, flannel pants, fleece blankets, dusting off the thermostat and replacing the heat & air filter, putting away the shorts and tees and unpacking the long sleeves, heavy socks and jackets- yeah, these are all the bitchings and gripes I have to listen to around here.
As if there aren't enough real problems in the world to dwell on. Summer's moving on, the leaves are turning all sorts of reds, browns and yellows and dad just grew another year, and I swear, it seems I hear the above kind of dribble drabble more and more with each passing one.
Other than not being able to sit at the screen door, whiffing the fresh warm air, that kind of stuff doesn't bother me. I can make myself comfy and cozy pretty much anywhere, no matter the temperature.
I've been scouring the worldwide interweb for some cat-size earmuffs 'cause I know it's only a matter of weeks or days or hours before the plastic comes out for the windows, which brings a whole new round of whining and tantrums.
Mom and dad went to yesterday's No Kings protest over in Princeton, NJ, their second No Kings rally there since the June one and their third total in Princeton. They estimated the crowd had to have been at least double what it was in June, and other than being flipped off by 4 or 5 non-supporters as the MAGAmobiles drove by, things were pretty peaceful.
