Well, the work week begins... again, but only for a day. I'm scheduled off on Tuesday and Wednesday. That's nice. I do like my time off. Temps are supposed to be cold. That's fine, too. I have heat, as well as two thermal canine units warming the bed at night.
The decorating of the 'all season' tree continues. Right now I'm putting on white and silver snow flakes. Winter, you know? I've kept one of my Chewy boxes and have designated it Winter. I have other ornaments that I'm holding onto because they're old, from when I was a kid... and that means they're very old.
Oh, and Rudy Gazooty's in the hospital with Covid. He's 78 and it wouldn't surprise me if he had a whole host of health issues. This is what comes with being a flake. With him sidetracked for at least 2 weeks, the Idiot Jerk needs to rely on Jenna Ellis (?) to lead his baseless fight of fraudulent claims. Not surprisingly, she has no legal experience regarding constitutional law, however, she is a bottle blond and flakey, and that's always a major plus for the Idiot Jerk in the White House.
And Rudy isn't the only one who's 78, so's Streisand. I don't know about others who are approaching their senior years, but that seems so odd to me. I can remember Alan Light, back when I lived in Fairview Heights, exuberantly talking about her, in fact it was at his house that I first heard her sing "Sam, You Made the Pants Too Long." That was 54 years ago. I have difficulty at times comprehending so many years have passed. Son of a bitch!
