What the What?

I didn't actually feel all that confident.
Had to be talked down off the ledge a few times.
And yet, secretly, in my heart of hearts
I thought that there was NO WAY.

And yet, way.

I can't really froth at the mouth in this space (I have family who read this whose consciences are apparently vastly different from mine. They are not surprised by this.). But I just want to say this: I got about four hours of very restless sleep last night. And as I tossed and turned, I realized that I felt the exact same way that I did when I found out that my mother's cancer had spread. And just like then, I think I'm going to grieve for a bit and then get back up and keep trying to make the world a better place.

$50 for your thoughts...

You know how some women will say that they have an extra child – their husband? Or, in my case, one child – Dr. M. Once again Dr. M & I have proven that we are Opposite Couple. He cooks & does laundry, & until recently was the primary grocery shopper. He’s a lot more "feeling" than I am – I’m not logical, exactly, but I often review situations dispassionately. He really is an all-round most excellent husband – and father, apparently, with me being the child. Sometimes he just shakes his head at me as I muddle along as if I’ve never done an adult thing in my life. So last night we were laying in bed (or is it lying? I can never remember), trying to remember which dead white guy was on the fifty dollar bill. We had just watched a documentary on Alexander Hamilton (who is on the $10). Anyway, we were trying to remember who is on the $50, & I said, “Isn’t it Benjamin Harrison because they call them Benjamins?” Dr. M gives me that are-you-sure-you’re-not-really-a-blonde look & says, “No – it’s Benjamin Franklin & he’s on the hundred.” Whoops. He was pretty proud that I remembered that we had a president named Benjamin Harrison. 

Then we got into a discussion of Andrew Jackson & why he shouldn’t be on the twenty (he was a tyrant & besides, he did not believe in paper money. Oh the irony!). Don’t you love our pillow talk? 

 P.S. Ulysses S. Grant is on the $50. He’s probably not our finest representation either…