Manna and don't forget the beer!

 Yes, I am pre-posting these days.

When I had a chance to sit down in air conditioning, when my cough and my tremorous fingers were calmed, and when I wasn't moving at 70 miles per hour down the interstate towards the west!

Well, only a little of that has already happened. The trip doesn't start till next week actually.

But I figure I'll have dinged somewhere on my body packing or moving things around...and will wear at least one bandage. Yes, I left them out till last to be sure to have them available for my thin skin which tears so easily.

There are extra precautions when moving at 83-11/12ths years of age!

Last week I stopped at my favorite bakery and picked up the loaf of sandwich sourdough bread, and day old cookies, which promptly went in the freezer. Snickerdoodles and chocolate chip. Mmm, "manna" never looked so good. And what about that almond croissant? Well it was gone in 30 minutes while  reading blogs and Substacks.

Did I post this before? Probably. A neighbor had a little U-Haul just like the one we're going to load up next week. They got volunteer Mormon missionaries to help. The hardy young men were out in the 90 degree heat moving furniture, wearing their customary uniforms of white shirts and ties. No kidding. Ties tied. Shirts sticking to their backs. And they wouldn't probably get to enjoy a few beers afterward. 

Which reminds me to stock up on some beer next week for my friends who will move many boxes and load them also.

Wait wait, my son says no beer. And he wants to just drink whatever water might be available at gas stations etc. He doesn't care about all the different microbes as we cross the country. But I do.

I'll bring a couple of gallons of filtered water along, with my own microbes. I know once I'm in Colorado I will acclimate to their waters. But hey, he's young and my son likes to make some of these decisions. (I will also get a case of the Orange flavor LaCroix that he likes) Maybe. Or just take him grocery shopping the evening before loading the truck. Maybe... We have a small cooler to take my yogurt and some fruits. He's not sure he wants anything in it.

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Still packing...

A rock or two that is not going to be lugged across the USA.

Yes, I must keep the Buddha, and probably the soap dish I made. They were packed into one or another box with bigger things. It will be so funny to find treasures in with mixing bowls or socks. And my friend Suzanne is willing to take the rocks to add to her garden! So happy, because she has a couple of my goddess figures already. I believe she has the female Ent.

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Speaking of females who know their way around the world...

Wonder how our lives would be different had she not caught pneumonia the last weeks of her campaign and somehow so many women voted against her!!

And another woman who could have certainly done a better job than tRump's fiasco!

What's wrong with you people?

OK, nothing is wrong with people who're reading this, because you probably (I hope) didn't vote for tRump. But the millions who did? And so many of them women? HEY THERE! You are CRAZY, or just drank the Kool-Aid!

So if you voted for tRump, I will not ask again, "What's wrong with you" I will just encourage you to forgive that lapse and move on to support anyone else who comes along (besides Vance or Johnson), preferably a Democrat or a Democratic Socialist.

Or you can  expect more of this (taken Jan 6, 2024)

OK, calm down again...de-stress-i-fy. 

Breathe deep.

Resist. 

Breathe!

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Peace is an invitation in daily life to breathe deep, right here, in the uncertainty.

MORGAN HARPER NICHOLS