Wednesday, November 27, 2024

SNAP! CRACKLE! POP!


Gentle Readers .  . . and Maxwell,

Sunday afternoon I mowed the back yard, which doesn't take long, and then I went to the front because I wanted to plant some bulbs so I'll have tulips and daffodils next spring. As I perused the area where I want to put the bulbs, I bent down to pick up some sticks and something on the right side of my back went


Sharp pain! No bulbs went in the ground. 

Monday evening I was in the kitchen and leaned down a little to toss a little something in the trash. The left side of my back went

As I gasped in discomfort, I turned my head a bit and something in my neck went

And just like that, I became an official member of The Mitchell Block Aching Back (and neck) Club. We meet at Moving With Mitchell, where we see glorious photos of Spain, and a couple of times, we've seen the moon, a.k.a. Mitchell's bottom. We also eat San Geraldo's baked goods. I love Mitchell dearly, and I think everyone who knows him feels the same.

I had also hoped to start getting out some Christmas decorations. That hasn't happened. It's a good thing my work requires I sit. Although I'm stretching and moving carefully, the pain persists. 

Likewise, the psychic pain from the election persists. To soothe my battered soul, I've been rewatching Downton Abbey. The first season alone offers such delights: The removal of Mr. Pamuk's corpse from Lady Mary's bed in the middle of the night! The machinations of Thomas and O'Brien, especially O'Brien "dropping" the soap! Branson has a thing for Lady Sybil, who has a thing for women's rights!

I can hardly stand to look at the news. He nominates one violator and idiot after another. The only good thing I can say about Pam Bondi is she's not Matt Gaetz. She has vowed to prosecute the prosecutors and investigate the investigators. Jack Smith moved to dismiss the election subversion case against the orange creep. There will be no justice. 

Bob mentioned something at his brilliant blog, I Should Be Laughing, that I've been pondering for quite some time. It's something Carol and I have discussed. Don't you think it's strange the orange creature doesn't talk about the attempt on his life? That's something Carol and I, and I'm sure some other people, expect he would fixate on and not stop talking about how everyone screwed up and he's going to fire them all because "they" allowed him to be shot (maybe not shot, but something hit his ear and it bled). It was a big photo op for him. I bet he was scared shitless, or shitty. It's weird. Just think about it.

Moving on, I've been pleased to see gas prices decrease, but that won't last after the cretin enacts his 25% tariff on Canada. We get a lot of our gas from our friends to the North. I wonder if anyone has even tried to explain to him that WE are the ones who will pay for the tariffs? Probably not. Everyone should know by now that it's pointless. This is a man who thought a hurricane could be stopped by dropping a nuclear bomb in the eye. 

We are going to miss Joe Biden and Kamala Harris.

I have turned down any and all invitations for Thanksgiving. I appreciate the kindness of my friends who issue invitations, but all I want to do tomorrow is take a nap and only talk to Princess and Penelope. It will be lovely to have a day without any questions from our clients, who do not read the documents we send to them. I'm happy to help them. I really am. I just want a day of NOT doing it. 

Our current supervisor, J, is relaxed and laid back, yet he is thorough about taking care of our needs. I appreciate the way he has taken us on. I am thankful for him.

I am also thankful because Carol is here after spending the summer in a cooler climate. She fell recently, though, which concerns me greatly. She has a huge bump on her forehead at the hairline and terrible black eyes. It breaks my heart to see her discomfort. Carol is 85 and verly lively and independent but she also had a bad fall last year. 

Carol told me she has a t-shirt with a quotation on it from Democratic Congresswoman Jasmine Crockett: BLEACH BLONDE BAD BUILT BUTCH BODY

As Franklin so often said, snicker snort.

Happy Thanksgiving to those of you who celebrate it. Let's all try to Keep Kamala and Carry Onala.  💙💙💙💙💙

Infinities of love,

Janie Junebug

28 comments:

  1. I feel your pain both physical and psychic. Hugs.

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    1. Thank you so much. I'm hugging you back. But gently.

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  2. Oh, janienjunebug, my back aches for you. Seriously, it does. And thank you for the very kind words. (I doubt everyone who knows me feels the same.) I, too, have wondered why the Orange Menace hasn’t made any mention of the assassination attempt. I love Carol’s T-shirt. Does she take the risk and wear it in public? And, snicker snort!

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    1. If anyone on this earth doesn't like you, then I want nothing to do with that person. I have no doubt Carol wears her shirt in public. Carol does whatever she damn well pleases. I'll ask her to wear it so I can take a picture.

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  3. Enjoy your day off from it all. Hopefully your back and neck will cooperate! I cannot look at the news either. It makes me nauseous. And I have also thought about why he never talks about the assassination attempt either. Some of my friends think it was an inside job to garner sympathy. I don't know what I think, I just want not to think of him. AT ALL. Happy Thanksgiving.

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    1. Today was difficult at work! Three clients yelled at me for no reason. Another was fixated on something that hasn't even happened. My teammates had the same issues. This is usually our quiet season when people are calm. I think they're riled up because of he who must not be named.

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  4. Happy Thanksgiving, Janie! I hope you have a blissfully quiet day tomorrow and that your back/neck pain feels better soon.

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    1. Thank you, Debra. It was 80 and sunny today and should be the same tomorrow. Princess and I should be able to have a pleasant walk while the rest of the city watches football.

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  5. I, too, know the shock of snap-crackle-and-pop!!! Not fun.
    I will work and speak up and yammer about this criminal administration of rapists and morons and thieves until We The People right this ship!

    We are having Friendsgiving on Friday with a smallish group of friends, but otherwise it's an easy peasy five-day weekend for me!
    xoxo

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    1. Wow! I could use a five-day weekend. That would be lovely. Enjoy! I know I can count on you to carry onala.

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  6. So sorry about your back/shoulders. I did nothing but woke up with a sharp, annoying kink in my left hip a couple of days ago that has me hobbling about. I can relate to the snap, crackle, pop...even though I couldn't see or hear anything on the videos. I could hear the band...well, couldn't understand much of what they were singing, though. I feel like I am falling apart sometimes, too.

    I wondered why the orange man wasn't going on and on and just stuck to "I took a bullet for you" for a relatively short time. I think it is because he is more afraid of being laughed at or proven wrong. He's afraid people will demand or leak his medical report revealing it was a cut on his ear from shrapnel or flying debris...no bullet touched him. He's sold everything he can think of with the "fight! fight! fight!" photo on it--from sneakers to shot glasses to t-shirts and more. He made money on it, at least. Grifters gotta grift.

    So glad you got a new and better supervisor. Take it easy and Happy Thanksgiving! :)


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    1. He wore that bandage on his ear for a long time but he doesn't even have a scar. Yes, it bled, but the man behind him was killed! Does he care about that? The cut on his ear might have been from a piece of the podium hitting it. He usually doesn't worry about opening himself up to ridicule. He didn't give up on "they're eating dogs and cats" even though most people knew that was nuts. He's selling guitars now, too. Who buys this crap?

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    2. Gibson guitars sent a cease and desist letter to Trump to stop selling the guitars. He's probably slapping a decal on their guitars. lol!

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    3. I saw that about the guitars, but nothing ever seems to stop his lack of respect for the law and his avarice.

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  7. I like "Keep Kamala and Carry Onala," not to mention Jasmine Crockett's quote. So sorry about your back! Ouch! I hope it heals quickly or isn't too bothersome. Mitchell is a gem.

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    1. I'll get some rest tonight and maybe it will be better in the morning. I'm cautiously optimistic. Thanks for the kind wishes.

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  8. My family watched Downton Abbey mostly without me. I have a gift, though, for arriving home or passing through the living room just at the right/wrong time. The first scene I saw was Mr. Pamuk dying in bed.

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    1. That was a real gem of a moment. Mr Pamuk was in a single episode and so many events in future episodes occurred because of him. Lady Mary! What a slut! tee hee

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  9. This four years will be worse than the last four years. I'm planning me next resistance.

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    1. I'm sure it will be worse, too. The mass deportations concern me more than the tariffs.

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  10. Happy Thanksgiving, Janie.
    We still have Jasmine Crockett, AOC, and the ability to Carry Onala. I'm hoping maybe Kamala will eventually return to CA to be our Governor.
    Love you.

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    1. I hope great things are in store for Kamala. She is capable of handling many roles.

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  11. At our age we have to be careful doing anything physical. Rest is the best medicine.

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    1. I hate that I never know when my back will scream. I have bruises from brushing against things, but I have always bruised easily. What I thought was a streak of dirt on my foot turned out to be a bruise and I have no idea how I got it.

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  12. Ouch! Yes, I get reminders that I am not twenty years old daily

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    1. If I could be young and know what I know now, that might be lovely. I could accomplish so much without my aches and pains!

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  13. I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh - but that achy bit sounds so familiar. I don't know where the world is going these days. Hell in a hand cart springs to mind.

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    1. I don't mind laughter. I'm laughing all the way. I can go along with hell in a hand cart, although I usually say hell in a handbag.

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