Birds Nest for Breakfast
Enough Already!!!
Do we really give a flying F*ck about flirtateous e-mails and affairs of Army Generals, politicans, the high school janitor? Even President Roosevelt and Thomas Jefferson had affairs. Why has this become such a big deal and why do we think it’s any of our business at all?? These things have been happening for as long as humans exist in one form or another, it’s nothing new. Modern technology has made it easier to detect, I guess… but SERIOUSLY… can’t we just move on here? None of their digging has even unearthed any “giving away of spy secrets”….which I can understand would be a concern. But just listen to the banter! FLIRTATEOUS E-MAILS… AFFAIR!! I’m not condoning anyone’s poor marital behavior… I just don’t think this airing of dirty sexual laundry has a place in the public eye, other than to sell alot of newspapers and magazines, boost or destroy someone’s political agenda and give the news pundits something to yap about.
Everywhere I look, I see the four faces of the “Patraeus Affairs”. Tell me, do you find justification in this witch hunt or are you just as fed up as I am? PS… it’s ok if you have a different opinion here, maybe you’ll even shed some light.
Peace on earth…
It is what it is
We are enjoying some glorious weather…. and this week the glory continues so I plan to do some dog walking on the beach (which did not see as much destruction on Ct’s coast as last year’s Hurricane Irene).
The guy and I ventured out yesterday, as did many others… it was great to see so many people in good spirits, faces up to the sun and out over the water, marveling at the beauty of the day.
Now that the election is over, flared tempers have subsided and tension has eased at This Old House… I think we like each other again …..
Like pulling teeth without novicane
Max-a-Million
For those of you who are horse savvy, you know that the search for the right horse is not always easy and isn’t always found down the road you thought you’d be traveling. Whether you’re looking for a Steady Eddie or something with a little more athletic zip … sometimes what you think you brought home to the barn doesn’t quite work out the way you had hoped. Over the years we’ve made a few mistakes… ended up with a horse or two that had “too much engine” for our daughter, or myself. I’m a sucker for a pretty face or a sob story, and sometimes in the horse world that ain’t a good thing. We have always managed to re-sell or give those horses to good homes, where the rider/owner was looking for something with more ZIP.
We like the steady Eddie… and with 17 year old semi-retired show horse Max, we’ve gotten exactly that. High praise to the horse Gods for sending him our way….
The object of his affection
Snow = Food, don’t ya know
First, I have to acknowledge the plight of the people of New York and New Jersey who are still coping with the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy. We’ve now been hit by a Nor’Easter… and while it’s no big deal up here… it’s like salt in the wound for them.
Anyone who doesn’t believe our severe weather patterns for the last few years aren’t an indication that the world is-a-changing climate-wise… is living under a rock. I don’t know if Al Gore had it right or if this is the natural cyclical order of things, but it’s scarey.
I called the manchild’s school yesterday and asked them to let him come home, new driver plus snow and wind.. not a great mix. They obliged and assured me I wasn’t the only nutzo mom doing so. Today they have no school. Thank you, powers that be. This morning although we have only a few inches out there, the wind is still strong and there is ice on the roads. Weird.. a week ago, tropical hurricane…today, snow on the pumpkins.
What do I do when cooped up in This Old House? Cook! and EAT! I usually have company by the stove.






