Break Time Calls

Corny or not my highlight of the day, any day, is when she either calls me on her break, or I call her on mine. My job sucks a bit, and her job is rewarding, and allows for really cute anecdotes of the world of taking care of tiny children. It isn’t without difficulties surely, but it is rewarding. The most rewarding thing about my job is really just a customer that gives more than just a little bit of a shit about me and what I am doing for them. But it’s all relative. I always find an annoying coworker or a weird person in the mall, or my boss to tell a weird story about. Otherwise it’s mostly snuggly fluffy butterflies. And that is more than enough. When we’re younger we seem to want so much stuff that we just miss the really simple things that we truly want, which are always just right under our noses. But as they say, that’s life. But nothing is really complicated as it seems, or as the powers that be want us to believe it is, and at the end of the day love wins, actual, simple, unconditional, lovely, love.

Marching On..

March has “leaped” out from under a day that only exists once every four years, and to turn the old cliche, has certainly come in like a lion, but sort of a lamb-ish lion.  From a totally calm night, out of nowhere we were struck with gale force winds, which caused much creaking in the old house where our apartment is located.  A restless night to say the least, but come morning, a beautiful, calm, clear day awaited us.  Given I didn’t do a whole lot today, it wouldn’t have really mattered what kind of day we were faced with, but this month has been begun by a lamb in lion’s clothing as far as I can tell, plus the unseasonable weather, that is the new normal.  Because climate change is alive and well and can not any longer be ignored, reason enough to choose your Super Tuesday vote wisely.  This is the most important election of the modern age, and businessmen, bigotry and all this talk of building walls, and climate change deniers will no longer be tolerated, in a race for one of the most important jobs in the land.  The fate of the world rests in all our hands, all of them.  I mean, I think Leonardo Dicaprio summed it up pretty nicely in his Oscar speech the other day.

And speaking of Oscars, who else thought The Martian was totally snubbed, not to mention  amazing pictures like Star Wars? And Mad Max winning one award?  Sure. But four or five?  No.  I’ve never seen it so I might change my tune when I get around to seeing it, but probably not.  And movies worth your attention should include the new biopic of true Olympic underdog Eddie Edwards, “Eddie The Eagle” starring Taron Edgerton, who delivers a performance just as perfect as his performance in Kingsman, two very different movies, very different characters, and one very talented young Brit.  Keep your eyes on this one.  One day let’s hope he wins all the awards.

One final note on climate change, please stop acting all surprised when the weather is “weird.”  It’s the new normal guys, and we can no longer afford to be apathetic about it.  Sure we can’t prevent it, and it may even be too late to slow some of the effects down, but if we all do our part, we can at the very least live with our consequences.  But let us never lose hope, and don’t think we can just ignore it and have it fix itself, because  it won’t.  And let’s keep lobbying companies and corporations to make everything less disposable, and let’s reuse reuse reuse, whenever possible.  Composting, recycling, reading, researching, listening, paying attention, and generally caring for other living things will all be valid contributions to the fight for our world, and for our and it’s future.  it really is a beautiful place after all.

 

We will March Forward with our hearts in our hands, our eyes on the skies, and our ears turned toward the concerns of each other.  Oh and as an afterthought:  Donald Trump, you are FIRED!