You deserve a pep talk. I deserve a pep talk. Don’t think the worst. Here’s a little chat about catastrophizing. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
J.P.
Moral Foundation.
I still maintain that a good chunk of my moral foundation I learned as a kid came from the “Shazam/Isis Hour”! I paid very close attention when JoAnna Cameron spoke directly to the camera as Isis. These little lessons at the end of every episode, and their counterparts after “Shazam!”, definitely lent to who I am today.
Memorial Day.
Living in the desert has really messed up my sense of time. I had a hard time understanding that today is Memorial Day and not Labor Day, since what I have always known as “summer weather” has been cranking along for the past two months.
Regardless of the weather, we need to take a moment to thank those that gave the ultimate sacrifice while serving our country.
Bucket List Item.
I’ve never really had an interest in going to St. Maarten, but there’s a part of me that really wants to experience this beach that’s right up against the airport.
Caturday.
I call this Truman’s “Royal Pose”. This is his usual way of relaxing on the floor, usually in the afternoons. I come up to see how things are going in other parts of the house during the workday, and he’s usually waiting by the door of master suite in this pose.
He’s so regal.
Beauty.
The desert is so beautiful. I’m still getting used to the aviation experience in the desert heat. The desert is beautiful, but her airspace is quite bumpy.
Tassels.
I’ve been watching episodes of the 1970s version of “Match Game”. I do not remember Penny Marshall being on the panel, but there she was in 1974. She was in a show called “Friends and Lovers”.
Neighbors.
I noticed the neighbors moved their flag to half staff this morning. I believe this is the first time they’ve done this since we’ve moved to the area a little over a year ago.
Few Words.
I wrote this on Facebook this morning. I don’t do much on Facebook these days, but it had to be said.
When I was a kid, at this time of year the side doors at Lura Sharp Elementary School near the gym and auditorium were often wide open to let the breezes blow through that majestic building as students and teachers made their way to the end of the school year. Inviting the spring weather into the building reminded us that summer vacation was just a few weeks away and it added that special element necessary to get us through the last chapters of our books and our final exams.
I understand that Lura Sharp Elementary is configured a bit differently today, and that gates and buzzers and ID badges and reinforced walls and bulletproof glass and all that are necessary because our schools are no longer safe for our students, teachers, and administrative personnel. I keep hearing “times are different”. Yes they are, and it makes my heart ache.
I hope the time comes when we start addressing the actual issues and not just the symptoms. Children should never feel unsafe. Our elected officials, on all sides of the aisle, are failing us. When nothing was done after Sandy Hook is when they gave up. We knew this would happen again. And I can’t even begin to count the number of times we’ve lost children to an active shooter in a school. No one wants to talk about solutions. “More guards!” “More barbed wire!” “More gates and buzzers!” Again, addressing the symptoms, not the problem. Oh don’t worry, there’s always tweets of condolences but in a few days time the politicians will start grandstanding and blustering about something idiotic again. Then it’ll be more students in another school, rinse and repeat.
Our children should never feel unsafe.
Jinx!
Jinx has decided that my eccentricity is a good eccentricity and now actually comes up and socializes with me from time to time. She made this decision over the weekend. Her brother Lucky has always been quite friendly and always has a dog smile on his face when he sees me. It’s good to see Jinx warming up to me a bit.
