Thursday, March 14, 2024
Thursday Thirteen
Monday, March 11, 2024
Movies, TV, & Books
Sunday, March 10, 2024
Sunday Stealing
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Saturday, March 09, 2024
Saturday 9: Hold Me Now
Thursday, March 07, 2024
Thursday Thirteen #850
1. I have been doing a Thursday Thirteen for 16 years and 4 months. To my knowledge, I have not missed a week. That's 850 weeks of thinking about the number 13 on Thursdays. I've been late on some days, but I haven't missed.
Wednesday, March 06, 2024
They Last Forever
These daffodils came from an old homestead. I dug them up about 35 years ago from the spot where someone's house once stood, and who knows how long ago they were there. The house had been gone for at least 100 years, the neighbors said.
I've moved the flowers once since I first planted them. They come up every year. The time they stay in bloom depends on the weather, but they always bloom.
They're a little speck of sunshine on the edge of the tree line at my house.
I love them.
Tuesday, March 05, 2024
Monday, March 04, 2024
Watching the Eagles
At the X Roads
Sunday, March 03, 2024
Sunday Stealing
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Saturday, March 02, 2024
Saturday 9: Blame
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Friday, March 01, 2024
My Voice Is Back
At some point around the first of this week, the last of the rasp that I'd been living with as an excuse for a larynx for well over a month went away.
Poof. Like magic.
Except it was a long time going, and my voice became a little stronger every day as the cold or virus or whatever it was finally began to clear my system.
The first thing I did when my voice was back was pick up my guitar and sing a song. Songs are good.
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The issue at the bank over my name magically went away after my husband dropped off copies of our Real ID and complained to someone there. We signed the papers we needed to sign and took care of business and everything's lovely. But still. WTH was that all about?
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Like most of the nation's population who live in a house, our house rose in value. There's been a housing shortage for a good while now, since about 2018, I suppose. The county did it's every four-year reassessment and the average increase in real estate value was about 40%. Some properties went way up, like over 100%. They were probably undervalued to begin with.
To see the whining on the Facebook, and then to hear the whining at the Board of Supervisors meeting on Tuesday, you would think that these people had all been lined up against a wall to be shot. In the first place, the county supervisors have net set the tax rate for the upcoming fiscal year. Until they do that, and I guarantee it will not be the same rate as it now, there is no way to know what anyone will be paying in taxes. Do I expect mine to be more? Yes. Am I complaining about it? No. It makes my bottom line look better.
So many people seem to think they should not pay taxes at all. They think they are some gift to humanity and the ground upon which they trod is sacred and blessed, or some such BS. I think it is a privilege to be alive, and paying taxes is what I do for that honor. Do I like everything my taxes support? No. Do I agree with everything the government does? No. But these people are mean.
They demean the supervisors when they speak to them. They are ill-mannered, noisy, confrontational, and bullish. I never saw much of this kind of demeanor at meetings until after 2016. And then it grew progressively worse and after the George Floyd riots, it really hit its stride. Some of the people talk to the supervisors like they are not even human.
I wouldn't talk to a dog the way some of these people talk to the supervisors. What is wrong with them? Who taught these people manners? And these aren't all folks I grew up with - no. The vast majority moved in here in the 1990s and think that gives them some right to overstep societal boundaries. My family was here during the American Revolution. They haven't a thing on me. But you don't see me acting like some know-it-all buffoon at a Board meeting.
Thursday, February 29, 2024
Thursday Thirteen
Tuesday, February 27, 2024
What's My Name?
Sunday, February 25, 2024
Sunday Stealing
2. What do you think of hot dogs?
3. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
4. What's your favorite piece of jewelry that you own?
5. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink?
6. Do you like to travel?
7. What should you be doing right now?
8. Your phone rings. Who do you want it to be?
10. In a social setting, are you more of a talker or a listener?
11. What's in your pocket right now?
12. Last thing that made you laugh?
13. How many TVs do you have in your house?
14. Who's your loudest friend?
15. Favorite sports team? (If you don't have one, just state that.)
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