Succumbing to the Panic

I always like waking up in the morning and discovering that our temps did not go down below freezing during the midnight hours.  That happened last night.  I'm good with that.  We're going to be getting our first heatwave this coming week.  Thursday our afternoon high is supposed to be nearly 80 (F).  Of course, after that the highs and lows will fall back down into what's considered normal for late winter, early spring.  Again, that's fine with me.

Yesterday was one of those odd days.  I got things done, and that's a good thing,  I had to do a rewrite on the transition between the end of one chapter and the beginning of another.  When I initially write things down they can sound almost brilliant, then, during this stage of the editing process, I look at them and wonder how I could have even thought they were anything but shite.  Yesterday I took out a long section describing how Netty LaRoux's family was from Shropshire.  Sorry to disappoint those readers from Shropshire, but you're no longer going to get a mention in the book.

I also got an 9 mile ride in.  It was the first good ride in almost 2 months.  It felt good.  I was on Orust Island, Sweden.

T-Mobile sent me a notification that my new phone is being prepared to ship.  Being an S26, there's a high demand; people like buying new phones.  The release date is March 11.  I'm having lunch with friends that day, so if it's supposed to be delivered then, I'll make arrangements to pick it up at the UPS store.

And I made a cheeseburger quiche yesterday.  It could have used more hamburger and cheese.

Overnight the Iranian government issued and apology to the neighboring country for hitting them with missiles and drones.  They also issued a clarification saying they would only shoot or aim said missiles and drones at targets in those countries which launch attacks on Iran.  Their statement and clarification are no doubt based on the fact that Russia is providing them with targeting information.  This must be driving the Orange Anus bonkers... wait, he already is bonkers, so it has to be making him even super bonkers because he thought he and his blow bro Vlad were BFF.  Ouch! A big hint that things are far worse than Orangie and his frat boy Secretary of Defense was the fact that Condoleezza Rice was seen entering the White House last evening.  For those who don't remember her, she was Secretary of State under W. Bush.  So, where's Little Marco?  Shouldn't he be in this mix some where?  

Also, more Epstein files dropped, including the complaint that Orangie tried to force a 14 year-old girl to commit fellatio on him and she bit him... and he punched her, and then he.... .  Honestly, this administration is so screwed up they have no idea what they're doing.  They are succumbing to the panic.

With Friends Like These

We had rain all day yesterday, that continued into the night.  The temps stayed rather warm, which is good.  Even though Spring is only 2 weeks away, we are still in winter,  That means temp swings can happen at a moment's notice.  I understand one is approaching us, but won't be here until next weekend.  This coming week our daily highs will be in the mid to upper 60s (f), and possibly, for a day or two, in the low 70s (F).  Now, isn't that fine?

And yesterday, because of the rain, turned into one of those nappy days.  I baked bread in the morning, got my haircut, and did some shopping, but then I whittled away the afternoon working on the edit and taking naps.  To me it seemed as though I took lots of naps, though a lot of The Body in 4:$ time got edited as well. 

Howie, who usually has no problem going out when it rains, wasn't too happy.  Most of my backyard was a shallow pond and while he doesn't mind getting rained on, he seems to developed a dislike to wading.  

I did get my haircut.  I was in the shop for about 7 minutes.  My stylist was not chatty, a good thing.  However, shortly after I sat down in the chair another customer entered and he was.  It took him and his stylist about 30 seconds to blow a simple hello into a full fledged BFF gossip session.  I laughed, even though I kept telling myself that he might be enjoying the only bit of socializing he gets.  What a shame that would be if it were true.

And Kristi Noem was... demoted yesterday.  

People are saying she was fired, and that brings a lot of joy to many Americans, but in all actuality this was a lateral move to another position the Orange Anus created just for her.  That's right, she's still on the payroll and you tax dollars are still paying for hair extensions.  Some are saying that she wasn't happy, yet I suppose it was either move to the new job or try experimenting with defenestration.  Her replacement, Markwayne Mullins isn't any better.  They share the same IQ and, like Noem, will have absolutely no problem following Stevie Miller's orders.

And here's a bit of breaking news:  it seems as though the Ruskies are providing Iran with the coordinates for our ships, and planes, and automobiles.  Well, maybe not the cars.  Troop locations, when Orangie and Kegbreath send in ground forces, will also be duly noted on Iranian maps.  If you weren't expecting this, then you certainly haven't been paying attention to world politics over the past decade or so.  Surprise, Russia and Iran are BFF!