Coming into the last week of the election cycle and we’re in for a wild ride… so let’s take a look at some wild flowers, shall we?
Can I just take a moment and remark, how great these last two weeks have been! I mean, the competitive spirit which has brought these two together. One a clear underdog, who the national media declared the loser and discounted the strength and character they displayed over the other whom many believed should be the victor, simply by virtue of desire and stamina. You couldn’t ask for a better contest to showcase to the nation just what strength and character really look like.
Man, it’s a great time to be a Cleveland Indians fan…. #GoTribe
It’s a cold and rainy fall day, leaves are covering our lawns and sidewalks, the only creatures stirring are squirrels anxious to bury the last of the walnuts to be found and an occasional human, not kept inside by professional football viewing. Today reminded me of last May, when the boy and I ventured to the shores of Lake Erie, hoping to see a few of the migrating warblers and other bird species traveling through. I walked around wearing a winter coat, gloves and a hat to stave off the cold. Today, I’ve done the same, except have no pretty pictures to show for my efforts. Instead, you can take a gander at some of these, from last Spring. Enjoy!
Only six more months until they come back, enlightening the area and helping to usher in warmer Spring and Summer temperatures.
Sorry this blog is so late…
We took the boy to a university 3.5 hours away today, to check out, walk the campus and get a general feel for college life. Afterward I asked him, “Can you see yourself attending school here?” He replied, “I’m going to go to college so I can see myself at any university…” Somehow I don’t think he caught my drift.
Speaking of drifts… we are in the thick of Autumn. Cold emerging temperatures have ushered in the age of sweatshirts, hunting wool socks and the switching on of the furnace. Seems only fair then to have some sights from the season…
Since the beginning of the school year, the boy has relied on two people to get him up and moving in the morning, his mother not being one of them. During a recent conversation with his guidance counselor when asked, “What would you like to see in a college roommate?” my bay replied, “I’m hoping he’ll wake me up for school…” I’m sure you can imagine how funny that statement struck the adults in the room.
Needless to say we have work to do.
As for his sister, she routinely sleeps through her alarms on the weekends, but somehow miraculously is able to get up and move relatively quickly in the morning. This frustrates her older brother, not because she beats him to the bathroom in the morning or into the kitchen for breakfast. This bothers him the most when we leave for school simply because she sits shotgun in the front seat, leaving him no choice but to sit in the back seat. Yesterday he implored his sister to change this trend.
“I have precedence by the virtue of having ridden shotgun for three previous three years…” He argued. “Don’t hate me simply because you can’t get to the car first…” She replied. “I haven’t been in the front seat for the majority of the school year and I’m a senior,” He tried again. “It’s not my fault your slow,” She responded. “Mom…” He implored me to intervene only I chose to laugh at his failed persuasion attempts instead. “Bay, you need to work this out amongst yourselves,” I said, before adding, “Of course, there is one really good solution you’re overlooking here,” “What’s that?” He said with a skeptical voice. “Get your driver’s license…. then you’ll always be in the front seat.” “Mom, I would, but I have to wait another ten months…” The doll replied. “Already counting down to that half birthday eh?” I asked while the boy simply grunted his unhappy reply.
This morning as we were leaving for school, the doll followed me out the door while the boy hurried to get all his belongings. “Doll give your brother a break and let him sit up front, please,” I asked. “I’M SITTING IN THE FRONT SEAT, I CALL SHOTGUN!” He yelled trying to save the coveted spot from his sister. As she approached the passenger side door, she stopped and said, “You know, he’s welcome to the front seat if he were the first one out the door in the morning. But, I’ll concede today to keep his voice from being an annoying accompaniment to school,” “Doll, sometimes making strategic moves such as these will work out for everyone in the long run,” I replied as the boy happily opened the front passenger side door and sat down, upon his wanted throne.
“Don’t get used to sitting there boy….” His sister warned as our drive to school began.
Sorry, a little ranting on my part today…
A couple of weeks or maybe a month back, I wrote a blog in my Mean Mommy Memoirs about how my daughter was shocked I not only knew more words than she did, but that I might even be more informed on serious subjects, than she was. Why? Because, unlike her, I apparently don’t read books. What she failed to take into consideration however, is I read a lot of online material, i.e., blogs, newspapers, zines, etc, from many different sources, across the political realm and from other countries as well. This way, when I make a decision about something, I’ve put a lot of critical thinking behind the decision.
Apparently, many of my “friends” on social media believe much like my doll, that I’m an ignorant, uninformed fool. Every day my timeline is filled with wiki-leaks latest find or Trumps latest quips. Over the weekend I was inundated with videos of religious leaders making the case for one particular candidate adding, if you don’t vote their way, you should consider this a punishable offense against the church and God.
This election season has been so polarizing and ugly. As a nation we are stuck between a rock and a hard place with no clear path to follow. One candidate promises to make us great again, one promises to work together to find solutions. Both offer hope, but I doubt either one will deliver. I often find myself praying, “God help us…” but after the weekend of being admonished for considering a vote for a candidate other than whom my church endorses, I’m not sure this is the best use of my prayers anymore.
Now, back to regularly scheduled programming…
Since this election seems to have gone to the birds, let’s have some looks at some beautiful birds shall we… (no offense meant to birds ;))
As mentioned in previous blogs, I love waterfalls. While this isn’t a “waterfall” by nature, if you look into the distance, you can see the Falls Branch Road waterfall, which trickles down into this creek basin. I’m telling you, if you ever want to just be inspired by beauty, take a hike down here.