Think Before You Vote

I’m no politician nor do I follow politics.  However, I cannot believe how popular Donald Trump has become as a Republican candidate.  This is a man for whom the following quotes are attributed:

 

·        “Beauty and elegance, whether in a woman, a building, or a work of art, is not just superficial or something pretty to see.”

·        “There were 26,000 unreported sexual assults in the military-only 238 convictions. What did these geniuses expect when they put men & women together?”

·        "It's certainly not groundbreaking news that the early victories by the women were, to a very large extent, dependent on their sex appeal."

·        “I mean, we could say politically correct that look doesn't matter, but the look obviously matters. Like you wouldn't have your job if you weren't beautiful.”

·        “Women have one of the great acts of all time. The smart ones act very feminine and needy, but inside they are real killers. The person who came up with the expression ‘the weaker sex’ was either very naive or had to be kidding. I have seen women manipulate men with just a twitch of their eye — or perhaps another body part.”

·        “While Bette Midler is an extremely unattractive woman, I refuse to say that because I always insist on being politically correct.” 

·        “You know, it doesn't really matter what [the media] write as long as you've got a young and beautiful piece of ass."

·        “All of the women on flirted with me -- consciously or unconsciously. That's to be expected.”

·        “Look at that face. Would anybody vote for that? Can you imagine that, the face of our next president?! I mean, she's a woman, and I'm not s'posedta say bad things, but really, folks, come on. Are we serious?”

·        “My favorite part [of 'Pulp Fiction'] is when Sam has his gun out in the diner and he tells the guy to tell his girlfriend to shut up. Tell that bitch to be cool. Say: 'Bitch be cool.' I love those lines.”

·        “One time I was referred to as a 'financially embattled thousandaire' so I sent the writer a copy of the column with her picture circled and 'The Face of a Dog!' written over it.”

·        When asked if an attorney could take a break during an interview so she could pump breastmilk for her infant daughter, he reacted very poorly. He got up, his face got red, he shook his finger at her and he screamed, 'You're disgusting, you're disgusting,' and he ran out of there.

This appears to be a very sexist, chauvinistic, and old boys club character.   Do you really want someone like this running our country and representing the female population?  I sure don’t.

Off to the Gym I Go!

Reluctantly and dragging my feet, I'm finally returning to the gym tonight to begin working with the trainer.  I think I've gained about 10 pounds but it has all shifted around since I quit going to the gym.  Now is the time to get back at it before I morph into Jabba the Hut!!   I always feel better when I work out but it's taking that first step that is the killer!



 

21 and Counting!!

Last week my baby boy Sam turned 21 - wow!  We went out to dinner to Mexican food and they didn't card Sam or his two buddies, including one who is not yet of legal age.  That never would have happened to me!!

 

This last weekend was pretty uneventful.  Poor Steve was battling a cold so he stayed far away from me!  I spent a lot of time cleaning the house, doing laundry, and putting away all my clean clothes.  Good times!!

Sabbath, Smelt and Sparkle

This past weekend Steve and I packed in about three weeks of activities into three days.  Now that duck hunting season is over (finally!!!) we may just be able to see each other more often than we have over the last three months.  However, as he would say I've survived another duck season (my second) so the future looks bright for us!!

Friday Steve took me to Parkers in Castle Rock for a belated birthday dinner.  As always food was great with plenty of left-overs.

In search of smelt

Saturday we were up and at 'em for the annual smelt dip in the Cowlitz River.  We first hit Steve's favorite place, stepmom Arlene's house in Castle Rock.  Unfortunately, no smelt to be seen.  We then drove back to my neck of the woods in Lexington where I pulled on an extra pair of Steve's boots to hike over the dike and dip smelt.  The place was crowded!!  Fortunately there was a very nice family from Russia who let us sneak in next to them.  Steve manned the dipping then maneuvered the net to me where I dumped the fish.  It took maybe an hour for us to fill up the bucket and top out our limit.  And yes, once again Steve had suck down a few eggs from the female smelt he caught...blech!!!

Found 'em!

Returning to my home, we then got cleaned up, packed, and hopped in the car to Tacoma, after first grabbing a latte for the road at Dutch Bros.  We checked in at Shiloh Inn, ate lunch at Elmer's (where they forgot my dinner salad), then Steve took a nap in our room while I ventured out to get my nails done (pink and sparkly.)

Returning back to our room, it was time to begin the makeover process to become a rock-n-roll girl for the Black Sabbath concert that night (Steve's Christmas present from me.)  I piled on the black eye makeup, bronzer, and pink lips then went to town teasing my hair.  I had some serious height going on my mop!!  Slipped on my faux-leather leggings, Ozzy shirt, and Converse tennis shoes and I was ready to rock!  The night before I actually changed up the boring, black, short-sleeve concert tee by making it a V-neck, adding cuffed sleeves, and slashing the back a few times.  This girl knows how to dress for the occasion and my restructured tee was perfect for the concert.

Teasin like Texas

Taking a cab to Tacoma Dome, we had to walk two blocks due to the traffic congestion.  We then stood in line before making our way into the dome to find our seats.  The opening no-name band was blah but the seats were packed and screaming when Ozzy and crew made their way to the stage.  And he could actually move- no walker, no wheelchair - impressive.  I think I recognized one song but of course everyone else along with Steve knew the words to the band's songs but I was never a big listener of them.  The arena smelled of pot big time and we could see people all around us tokin the weed.  While of course I didn't partake of that, I did drink a healthy dose of Yukon Jack prior to the concert so I was feeling no pain. 


Rock On Dudes!!!

When the concert was over, we ventured outside to find a cab.  No luck even finding the taxi section; we ended up in the Uber pick up area so I talked one driver's customers into letting us tag along so we could return to our hotel after they were dropped off.  Arriving back to our hotel, we then made our way to Shari's for a late night dinner, where they too forgot to bring me my dinner salad.  Must of been in the air that day!!

All in all it was a fabulous, memorable night.  Can't wait to see what is next in store for us - perhaps a concert of my choosing????

Sit Back, Relax, and Listen!

One of my friends has a marvelous talent for playing the piano.  He is self-taught and has an incredible ear for chords and melodies.  The following is a piece he recently wrote and recorded, which is the first time he's ever recorded his music.  If you have any advice for him on where his music should take him, please add a comment to my blog and I'll share your info with him.

Song for Aliyah by Guy Copeland.

I've got the link to the song above but if that doesn't work, here's the direct link to Dropbox and the song.  https://www.dropbox.com/s/us2fuqtonupt15o/2016_02_05_21_38_46.mp3?dl=0

Comedy to Crafting

Last week I actually had a date this year for the annual company party.  Steve was able to make it; he saw where I work, met all my co-workers, and had a great time at the party.  He was actually the comedic relief for the party – he kept us in stitches!  In fact videos were taken of Steve in action but they will not be posted here for fear of retribution!!

 
The weekend following the party I celebrated my 52^nd birthday.  Yee haw.  It was the last weekend of duck hunting so we will be celebrating my birthday this coming weekend when we spend Friday and Saturday in Tacoma, dinking around before attending the Black Sabbath concert.  Not my cup of tea but it will be an adventure.  I’ve got a new Ozzy tee shirt and faux leather leggings to wear so I’m set.

 For my birthday I spent the day crafting.  The other day at work the crew was tearing down some styrofoam.  There was a perfectly square piece sitting in the garbage waiting to be compacted into the bin and it called to me.  I pondered.  I waited.  I deeply thought about what kind of project I could make out of that &*#* piece of plastic.  I couldn’t stand it and right before the garbage was dumped I grabbed that sucker out of the bin and took it home.  I spent Saturday debating ideas about what to do with that piece of foam.  I ended up using an old book and some old ribbon to make a piece of wall art.  I mod podged the foam with torn book pages, then additional book pages were rolled into cones and glued to the covered foam board.  An amusing from the back of a Wizard of Oz book cover, glued to cardboard, was placed in the middle and leftover sparkly red ribbon was coiled and placed inside a few of the rolled cones (a play off of ruby red slippers.)  I’d have to say it turned out pretty sweet for something that cost nothing.

 
Now here it is almost the middle of week, which is even shorter since I’m using a vacation day for Friday.