Oh well now, isn’t that special?

I don’t know how I didn’t know this.  I really don’t.  I’m slipping in the “know-everything-about-current-events category.”  What can I say?  What can I say.

Oh yes.  Well, for starters, we are all about the holidays here.  ALL about them.  So it’s holidays, holidays, holidays 24/7 here.  Which gets difficult around about school time.  I don’t know how many more times I can give the “you don’t know how good you have it, how lucky you are” lecture.  The one that goes something like this:  “you do realize that you would have already been up since 6 a.m. and on the bus for over an hour and at school for approximately three hours already and we’re just getting started.”  (EDITOR’S NOTE:  do NOT pass along that tidbit of information, I repeat, do NOT.  I have enough of a complex about making sure we get in enough school hours during the day to add worrying about the entire universe judging when we start school.)  Anyhoo.  The lecture gets tedious and I have to put it on at least once a week lately.  And that is SOOOOOO annoying.  To her too I am gathering, as this last time I started in, she immediately sat up straight, folded her hands in front of her on the counter, put a contrite smile on her face and said “please don’t mom, I got it.”  I stopped mid-sentence and said “What?”  (Sometimes I am a woman of few words.  Sometimes.)  She then, ever so sweetly, said to me, “Mom.  I don’t want to hear another lecture about you putting me on the bus and sending me to school.”   Ha ha.  Funny girl that one.

Regardless, the holidays are interfering with the schooldays and what can I say?  I myself would much rather create exquisite new decorations and gifts and bake deliciously bad-for-us cookies and whatnot, than figure out how to diagram a sentence with indirect objects and prepositional phrases that act like adjective phrases.  (I kid you not, that is what we are doing.  Ick.)

So.  To make the short story REALLY long, that is why I am not up to date on current political events.  Oh yes and also too, we are playing our Christmas music instead of listening to the news all day.  (I was trying so hard to use the word “holidays” instead of Christmas because the dang truth is that Christmas arrived AFTER a lot of other holiday celebrations at this time of year and Christmas is not the ONLY holiday to celebrate.  We’re big about the Winter Solstice here, which actually predates Christmas by a few thousand millennia, at least.  So perhaps I should start using the word “Solstice.”)

Good grief I can digress like no one else I know.  Well, except maybe my mother.  (Love you mom.)  Anyhoo.  Let me sum up:  current events–nada, holiday extravaganza–beaucoup (mucho, lots).

So I missed this really special thing.

Hot off the wire tonight was the headline “CRISIS AVERTED.”  I was so intrigued I just had to read further.   And get this!!  Along with the headline was a picture of my favorite imagined zombie dude Mr. John Boehner himself.  (He didn’t look very undead-like, but was all smiley and such.)  That REALLY intrigued me.  So I read a bit more and lo and behold there was a teeny, tiny, eensy, weensy, little spending bill that got passed (to the tune of 1.1 trillion dollars, which is mucho dinero) at close to the nth hour, avoiding–wait for it–yep, you guessed it, a gubmint shutdown.  Lawdy, lawdy.  Another cliffhanger, right up to the wire, 11th hour (just ran out of trite phrases) deal that kept the machinery oiled for another day.  Or two or three.  I mean seriously.  That’s a hunk of change.  That surely must buy us a lot of days of government work.  Right?

I was flummoxed, flabbergasted, bewildered by the fact that I completely and totally missed the fact that a CRISIS was looming on the horizon.  And was AVERTED.  Lord love a duck but ain’t that special?

I’m going back to the holiday fun.

And stay tuned as pictures are forthcoming to let you know just what we’ve been up to!

Blessings be.

(And just because I’m in the Winter Solstice/Kwaanza/Hanukkah/Christmas spirit–blessings on Mr. Boehner and his as well.)

About madranchwife

Mother, Mad Ranchwife(as in--at times-- crazy, nutso, loco, off-my-rocker insane), Veterinarian, Physical Therapist, "Liberal, pinko, gay-loving, Subaru-driving Socialist" (as I've been called), proud to be a totally tree-huggin', climate change believin', granola girl environmentalist, ObamaGirl, Pro-Choice (don't even get me started here...), and in my younger days a feminist vegetarian as a result of time spent at CU Boulder (this lasted approximately 14 months, until all the Jimmy Buffett I was listening to caused me to crave a cheeseburger). #FindingMyVoice #ScienceMatters
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