I’m so happy. I was honored to write postcards to voters for his campaign. Yay!!

Thanks for this photo. Our son landed in Minneapolis tonight, for work, and texted that there was snow on the ground. And now I get to see it!!

Grandgirl told me yesterday that kids at school said 6 7 and I asked what it meant. “Nothing” she said. “It means nothing”. Which I found funny because I’ve thought a lot about “nothing” since reading Percival Everett’s book Dr. No.

Thank you.

Me, me, me!!

I’m back to knitting scarves with simple stitches, as a meditation and stress reliever. I use continental style, can’t remember who showed that to me. Mom used to “throw” the yarn, which looked awkward to me.

So evil.

Please, please, don’t cave!

Please please don’t cave.

Please please don’t cave.

Evil. Pure evil.

Ya think?!

Of course he doesn’t care.