Odd comment below. Brenda, I'm honestly not sure what you are trying to say. Yes, I did read that HuffPo article. It's pretty much what I've been saying for weeks - pace yourself, manage your outrage, pick a couple of issues because you can't "fix" everything by being perpetually outraged, take breaks - again, I went back and re-read my own posts to see if I remembered them correctly. (I did.) I believe this article did also share a link to a handy activism site: dailyaction.org. That article wasn't about "getting over your Trumprage" and "quit bitching." I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt here because initially I really was equally puzzled and pissed off by your comment, but mostly puzzled.
"but I think it's time to move past the Trumprage and to start doing something about it,"
Um, I believe that's what I've been doing.
"and finding new people to bitch at or new things to bitch about don't count."
Um...what? I'm genuinely confused. Does paying attention to the hijacking of our government sound like bitching to you? Why is that?
I've actually been feeling better and better! I mean, seriously, the past couple of days have been wildly empowering - the media is finally locking the barn door after the Russians stole the White House and is reporting on a lot of highly suspect shit that happened on Team Trump. Better late than never, I suppose. Before the coup would have been nice, but at this point we'll take what we can get.
Republicans are not having a good time at town meetings, even in safely red districts. People are PISSED and showing up. Again, better late than never.
And of course McConnell will be remembered forever for that incredibly dumb quote for the AGES about "She persisted." OMG, that was like CHRISTMAS! And then Lindsey Graham piled on with that "she had it coming" shit. Elizabeth Warren was already a rock star, but now she's sharing memes with the Statue of Liberty. Holy shit, that was fun! I want a t-shirt!
So, not only have I not been "bitching," I don't think I've been bitching at all in my posts here. Or maybe I've just misunderstood the concept of bitching for my entire life.
Here's something I have bitched about on Facebook recently: I'm so annoyed by how nearly every damn recipe site I click through from Pinterest follows the same model: It's a mostly white space Wordpress blog with a photo of the "owner" at the right. They all say something like, "Hi, I'm Becky, and I'm a stay-at-home mom of three who loves to cook healthy food!" and it has waaaay too much chatter about the 3rd grade play or whatever, WAAAAY too many incredibly dumbed down photos about how to slice a fucking onion, and - and this is what really kills me - NO LINK TO DOWNLOAD THE ACTUAL RECIPE. You have to suffer through the entire saga/photo montage of the cooking process - "and now, dice the onion" - photos of onion being diced - and you know what?? That is a recipe I'll never make, because for the love of God, some of us still know how to read words and don't need pictographs. And I also suspect that those blogs are all run by one guy using stock photos of those wholesome 30something housewives.
And OMG, it's spread to the crafting world! I had a wild idea that I wanted to crochet an afghan of hexagons. Easy, right? Just find a basic "recipe" in writing, adapt it to whatever I want to do with it. Every freaking thing I clicked on was a "Becky dices an onion" photo step-by-step, with no link to download a simple freaking one paragraph pattern. Row 1: Ch 6, sl st join, ch 3...etc., never mind a goddamn chart. I'm starting to fear that inability to read a pattern is going to follow inability to read a recipe without pictures, and eventually we will all be scratching everything on the cave walls of the internet using photos from our phones.
Now, THAT is just bitching. Talking about the future of the country and the world? Not the same thing.
So I don't post often lately, but when I do it does tend to run long. Yay Friday!
My daughter took a day off work today and went to the Epcot Art Thing with a friend from work. I didn't have a bad day at work, but it didn't help to get regular text messages about their adventures. Today was the dream Disney day, 72 degrees and cloudless skies, and there was an avocado margarita involved, and it was fabulous, and I was At Work. I'm not at all bitter. I did leave work an hour earlier than usual and went to Costco, because I needed a case of my favorite fancy mineral water. Two new bed pillows fell into my cart; they were on sale at the door. Hypoallergenic cotton, jumbo firm, 2 for $10 on special. Even if they only last a couple of months, they seemed worth a try.
There may be a Magic Kingdom trip tomorrow. It's being tossed around. I'm in if it happens. I had originally planned an at home spa weekend of painting nails and moisturizing things and killing my gray roots, but Big Thunder Mountain Railroad?? The nails can wait.