Monday Evening Miscellanea

Still hacking. Still not sure the cure is worth the disease (darn Mucinex). I slept pretty well last night but then apparently needed a two hour nap this morning too. I am just now starting to feel human again, just in time for the nighttime coughing to start. But tonight I will. Not. Give. In. No meds other than cough drops or it will be dangerous for me to drive to work. And lord knows we don't need any negative factors other than my own insanity to affect my driving.

Dr. M was awesome today. I sat groggily up on the futon this morning & announced that I needed to do some laundry (this is true – all my work pants were dirty – it's like after three days off I decided I would never have to go to work again). He told me to go back to sleep & then he did my laundry. And then later in the day when I still looked fairly confused about life he went to get groceries. I did bestir myself to vacuum & mop while he was gone.

I just realized that I haven't taken a picture today – excuse me while I grab the camera…

There – I took a picture of our Christmas tree. I may have mentioned before that I suggested that we leave it up until March. It's not in the way. It makes me smile. So there!

I'm in the midst of reading another free book on my kindle. It's a mystery/romance. And one of the characters is supposed to be speaking in a Texas dialect. It's VERY distracting, but mostly because she keeps saying "ya'll" to the main character. I'm sure I've ranted on here before about this, but in my world "ya'll" is a contraction of "you all" and is not used to address just one person – unless you know that they have multiple personalities. I know that in other areas of the country "ya'll" is used differently. But oh my heavens I can hardly stand to read it that way. (I'm taking deep breaths to calm myself down again). I know I'll finish the book because I want to know what the mystery is, but it's slow going.

While I battled the effects of cold meds today, other people celebrated the life of a man who was a force for change in the world. A complicated man, and a dynamic one. He could have used that charisma for other pursuits, ones that would most likely have not gotten him killed. But instead he took that burden and raised it over his head & flung it out into the world to shatter at the feet of complacent America. 

…when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!" Martin Luther King, Jr.