For this day: New Year's Rulin's
December 31, 2016
This is what I'll be planning for 2017, especially #19 and #33. You?
This is what I'll be planning for 2017, especially #19 and #33. You?
"It has been a long year. For Americans who care not just about their own families but about the families of those they will never meet, at home and abroad, there is rage and there is broken-winged but vital hope. These are not mutually exclusive. To be alive and aware is to be angry sometimes. To stay alive, on purpose, as well as you can, for as long as you can, is an act of hope."
-- In Praise of Hopeful Rage, Sara Benincasa
The Albany airport is our airport of choice. It's big enough to have a decent selection of flights but not so big that the trip from gate to baggage claim ever takes more than ten minutes. Also: it has therapy pets. I've stopped to pet a few dogs over the years we've lived in this area.
The four of us just got back from Florida. On our way out, we met this guy:
His name's Murphy and he's a Newf. The kids loved him:
I did, too, but adopting a Murphy would require an addition on the house.
We also met this guy:
His name is Bacon Bits. Because of course it is.
Over at Mason Dixon Knitting, I had a chat with Mary Jane Mucklestone, Our Lady of the Stopover.
Apparently, the past few weeks have been all about me! Well, not so much me! as things I have written, like this interview with Brown Sheep Yarns' Peggy Jo Wells.
"Bottom line: The Founding Fathers didn’t fully trust democracy, fearing mob rule, and so created a republic. They correctly worried that a pure democracy could result in the election of a demagogue (ahem), or a charismatic autocrat (ahem), or someone under foreign influence (ditto), hence the rule that a president must have been born in the United States. We know how seriously Trump takes the latter."
-- Kathleen Parker on the Electoral College. While, on the whole, I think the Hamilton Electors movement is doomed, I can help but support it because, seriously? This is where we are?
If it's Thursday, it must be time for another Dry Martini column at Another Mother Runner.