in which i get political

I’ve always enjoyed politics, and it used to be the topic of many of my posts at my old, now defunct, blog. I’ve often thought I should have studied political science and done something with my interest. But I have to say that I am currently utterly, completely, and thoroughly disgusted with the political climate in the United States of America, and that’s why I don’t bring it up in this space often, other than the occasional link that makes me think. Too much of American life is politicized — you can’t even watch a sporting event on ESPN or a Hollywood awards show without being subjected to political commentary. My Facebook timeline is filled with links and commentary (often angry) all day long. No one is shy about venturing an opinion. Mine follows this paragraph, but don’t worry — this will not be a regular thing around here (is anything regular around here, you might ask? 😉 )

Dennis Prager often says that he’s a member of the stupid party (Republican), and as I lifelong Republican, I totally agree. They have squandered opportunity after opportunity, and the fruit of that is upon us. And while I understand the anger of Trump fans (fanatics?), I think it’s shortsighted and destructive. It’s easy to burn it all down, and much, much harder to build something good in its place. [Note: I wrote this paragraph before Trump was the presumptive Republican nominee, but I still believe what I wrote then.]

The destruction of the Republican party is here, and that may not be a bad thing. But I’m so discouraged because I cannot, under any circumstances, be a Democrat. I’m also not a Libertarian. Where does that leave me?

I know that many Republicans say that anyone who doesn’t cast a vote for Trump is really voting for Hillary. I’m not persuaded by that argument. If Hillary wins (and I think she probably will), I blame everyone who voted for Donald Trump in the primaries. They’re the ones who put us in this predicament. We actually had more than a couple decent choices, and we’re stuck with him.

I’ve read articles pro and con regarding voting for Donald Trump (some theological, some pragmatic), and I’ve listened to people I very much respect differ on him. I’ve heard the “lesser of two evils” argument ad nauseum, and I’ve read the arguments of the #NeverTrump crowd.

I totally understand those who will hold their noses and cast a vote for Trump in November. (That may well be me, as well.)  What really has me baffled (and icked out) are the folks who were not pro-Trump during the primaries but who are all rah-rah now and defend his every outrageous, undisciplined, foolish comment.

I’m now in a position that’s very new for me: undecided. There are still many days and news cycles between now and Election Day, and at this moment I don’t know whom I will choose. I’m 100% certain that I will never vote for Hillary Clinton. But I’m not 100% sure I’ll vote for Donald Trump.

So that’s where I am politically these days. And that’s also why I’ve been reading more for pleasure lately. 🙂

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a few things

~ Months ago I lost a favorite earring – one of a pair I bought in Hong Kong over fifteen years ago. They were my go-to silver loops. I almost tossed the remaining one recently, but last night I found its mate in a tote bag I haven’t used in ages. Hurray!

~ I’m a Florida voter, and although our primary is on March 15th, I voted early today:

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I’ll share more of my election thoughts soon, but for now I’ll just let you know that I voted for Marco Rubio.

~ It looks like our house hunt is finally over. We just have to wait for the builders to finish it. Meanwhile, I’m purging like crazy. I only want to put what we need and enjoy into our new home.

~ I recently cast on a new knitting project – Ridged Wrap. Here’s what the finished project should look like, and I chose yarn in a shade very close to that pictured:

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~ Just like I have multiple books in progress, I have many knitting projects in various states of completion. Tonight I’m going to cast on for a gift for my granddaughter who is due to arrive this summer.

I hope your week is going well,

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miscellany

Here’s another collection of links from ’round ye ole sphere:

~ Chipotle Church and the Problem of Choice

~ Barack Obama: Worst. President. Ever.

~ 10 Diagnostic Questions for Your Marriage

~ Thank God for Your Normal, Boring Life:

If your life feels ho-hum and humdrum, if you struggle to find contentment in the ordinary and mundane, if you are tempted to break free from the predictable routine of life with stupidity or sinfulness, consider for a moment that your boring life is the envy of almost every person sitting right now in a hospital bed or a refugee camp. Consider how many friends and family members would gladly trade in all their frenzied commotion and uncertain schedules for a single day of your plain-jane normalcy. The only people bored with boring are those who have never had to live without it.

~  Why Living “Presently” Could Ruin Your Entire Life:

Most lifestyle “gurus” have sold us on the idea of living for the moment — that right now is all that exists — and that we should only do that which makes us feel good.

Although this advice is alluring and justifying, it often fails to produce desirable results in the real world. Actually, in many cases, it ruins people’s lives.

Living for the moment is the reason people leave marriages, lose control over their health, and why America is trillions of dollars in debt.

~ I would really love to make this Secret Garden Shawl.

Well, that’s it for now. Happy Monday, y’all!
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playing catch-up

Well, here I am…behind again. C’est la vie.

It’s been a crazy, hard, busy month, and I can’t say I’m sorry to see it drawing to a close. But it’s been good, too, and God has been working on me. I’ve put knitting ahead of blogging, so here’s an overdue post — a quick miscellany/random thoughts mashup:

~ My daughter-in-law recommended Call the Midwife, a BBC series on Netflix. I began binge-watching on Sunday afternoon, and I’m hooked.

~ I’m also more hooked on knitting than ever. Right now I’m working on a challenging (to me, at least) project that I’m determined to conquer. The brioche stitch in two colors has proven difficult, but this is where my stubborn streak pays off. I will not give up until I’ve got it. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve started over on this cowlI’ve finally made some progress:

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~ This afternoon, while I was knee-deep in piles of paper at work and just beginning to wonder what in the world I’d make for dinner, Paul texted those sweet, sweet words: “How about if I take you out to eat tonight?” YES, PLEASE!! We tried Grub, one of the many new burger joints in Tallahassee. We agreed that it’s a do-over. I had a salmon burger. Two thumbs up!

~ Ok, now on to less pleasant matters — politics. This is really, really discouraging. It’s maddening that Lerner et al got away with it.

~ If McDonald’s goes under it will be because they followed liberals to disaster. Maybe. But I do think their very poor service plays a part. When I want fast food on my lunch hour, I go to Chick-fil-A because, even though the line stretches around the building, it moves quickly, I always get the correct order, the food is fresh, and the employees are friendly and respectful. McDonald’s? Not so much.

~ How our culture of narcissism creates trans obsessions:

When we say that gender, ability, or race are social constructs rather than inherent qualities, we are not saying anything about ourselves. The trans person is not saying, “This is what I am.” The trans person is saying, “This is how society should treat me.” This causes all kinds of issues to arise in public policy. Should a person who blinds himself because he feels blindness is his identity get the same benefits as those born without sight? Should a person who identifies as black get preferential treatment in college admissions? Should a transwoman-owned business be eligible for government set-asides?…

…These transitions are never about how one feels in regard to themselves, but always expressed as a demand to be treated a certain way by society at large. This reflects a wider cultural change in the West over the past half-century. A culture of narcissism has emerged, in which society exists primarily to make us happy. In the world of participation trophies, gender fluidity, and sensitivity training, society is no longer molding us; we are molding it. We no longer ask what we can contribute to society, we demand that society contribute to our well-being.

~ Soul mates? Read the whole thing, but here’s a peek:

The “soul mate” concept is unworkable and completely unfair to the real other person in your life. It puts enormous pressure on him or her to perform, to meet our impossible expectations. As Jerry Root and Stan Guthrie point out in “The Sacrament of Evangelism,” putting others in God’s place—expecting them to give us what only He can—is a naked form of idolatry and will only lead to deep disappointment.

Here’s another thing. The “soul mate” idea suggests that marriage is all about me, that I need to find someone who understands me perfectly, who makes me happy. Marriage should be about finding someone you can make happy. In the great teaching on marriage in Ephesians, for example, husbands are told to lay down their lives for their wives, as Christ did for the church.

Well, my knitting project and Netlix are calling, and I’ve only got about an hour or so before my eyelids get too heavy.

Thanks for hanging around,
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random thoughts

~ I don’t know what’s worse: walking out of a dressing room when nothing fits or walking out when everything fits.

~ We recently rented a condo on the Gulf coast, and it was crammed full of useless “decorative” items (a large frog with artificial greenery coming out of the top, odd fish-shaped vases, etc.). It was a small studio condo, which was all we needed, but it felt even smaller because of all the clutter. Less really is more, you know.

~ Fall is in the air. I’m so happy. But what’s with the pumpkin-spiced everything? We recently went to a Mexican restaurant, and at their hostess desk, a heavily fall-scented candle was burning. Um, pumpkin-spiced Mexican food does not smell good, y’all.

~ I went back on Whole30 for a whole five days. It made a difference, though, and I do feel better. It was a good detox from vacation.

~ Run, don’t walk, to your nearest Trader Joe’s and get some dark chocolate peanut butter cups. Or don’t. So there will be more for me.

~ I’m back on a knitting binge. I’ve got so many projects in progress and in the queue, and I couldn’t be happier. I’ve got my Auburn football scarf all ready to resume during tonight’s game, a spur-of-the-moment easy drop stitch scarf on my needles, a complicated shawl waiting patiently at the bottom of my awesome knitting tote, a wrap I’m itching to start, a class to take in a couple of weeks, and countless patterns pinned and saved in Ravelry.

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~ Today is a Saturday with nothing on the calendar except a football game tonight. I’ll be making a Costco run, cooking, and cleaning, with college football as my soundtrack. Yep, I love fall.

~ Late start this morning. Yay!

~ Hey, if you’re in a drive-thru line, would you please consider pulling up close to the car in front of you? When you leave a car length or more, you leave folks hanging out in the road. Thanks ever so much.

~ I’ve got a bad case of TrumpFatigue. Seriously. I don’t want to hear any more about him.

~ Speaking of politics, so glad Boehner is out and I wish he’d grab a few others as he heads off into the sunset.

Signing off now to get started on my Saturday. What’s on your agenda?

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monday miscellany

another collection of links:

~ Admit it, Dems: Hillary could strangle a live puppy on live tv and you’d still back her.

~ Now this is disturbing: Tennessee is the capital of American Jihad

~ Secrets in Obama’s Iran deal. Is anyone really surprised by this?

~ How reading can transform your health.

~ The Planned Parenthood videos are stomach-churning. I’ve read lots of good commentary on them but this is one of the best: Victims and Perpetrators. Here’s a peek:

The first thing that jumps out at me is that this entire horror show is run by women. It’s startling actually. The abortion doctors, the nurses, the baby-part-wholesalers, the corporate bureaucracy, and obviously every mother who turns up at a Planned Parenthood chop shop to have her own baby executed and sold for parts. Clearly, the entire situation is built on the premise of men’s sin . . . but the fact remains that this grisly, depraved, monstrous assault on human dignity is being conducted by women. I’ve seen a lot of “this is a war on women” and “women betrayed” kind of language lately . . . and it’s completely true. But the thing I continue to find odd is that it’s a war on women which is being conducted by women. Everyone (rightly) keeps noticing parallels between America’s abortion mills and Nazi Germany, but I think there’s another similarity besides the gruesome nature of the problem and the massive body count.

~ Then again, most Americans are in the dark about Planned Parenthood videos. But just about everyone knows who Caitlyn Jenner is and that Ben Affleck was having an affair with his nanny. Maybe America deserves a President Donald Trump.

Happy Monday from Debbie Downer!

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monday miscellany

In which I clean out my bookmarks:

~ There is no treasure with worry.

~ I know the newly published Harper Lee novel is all the rage these days, but I don’t want to read it. First, I’m skeptical about its provenance, and I can’t shake that feeling (the Onion sounds all too plausible here.). Second, I don’t want it to overshadow or spoil the greatness that is To Kill A Mockingbird. Third, I have this automatic reaction against whatever is all the rage — whatever someone tells me I just must read ________. Phil at Brandywine Books made me chuckle with his  list of newly discovered literary sequels.

~ Mainstream media is more than just maddening. They’re just plain boring with their determination to see the world a certain way, along with intellectual laziness. See Exhibit A: Andrea Mitchell.

~ 22-year-old college student blows her $90,000 college fund and blames her parents.  Sigh.

~ Here’s a new (to me, at least) concept: Sugar Baby Schools. In a nutshell, young women connect online with men who are willing to pay for their tuition, among other expenses:

The website, describing itself as the “No. 1 sugar daddy site for those seeking mutually beneficial arrangements,” says a “modern daddy” is “a successful and generous man who is willing to pamper and offer financial help or gifts to a young person in return for friendship and companionship.”

The website describes a “goal seeking sugar baby,” as a girl who “know(s) you deserve to date someone who will pamper you, empower you, and help you mentally, emotionally and financially.”

What’s missing at the end of that last sentence is:  FOR MONEY.  You know, there’s a word for that arrangement.

~ “Rome is on the verge of collapse.”  That really makes me sad.

~ How your iPhone replaces $3000 of tech stuff from the 1990s.

~ Ineptocracy. Indeed.

That’s it for now. Happy Monday!

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Another round-up of links that make me think:

~ Read the Bible to your anxiety.

~ I’m feeling quite world weary these days. Everything, and I mean everything is politicized. Doug Wilson articulates this well:

…it is unseemly to politicize these horrors when the families are still weeping. Whether the issue is gun control or something else, whenever a hard sell comes in the immediate aftermath of a tragedy, the only thing it makes me want to do is wonder at how boorish some people can be. If this the case when the political issue is arguably connected, as with gun control, how much more is it the case when it is so obliquely related? Did the alleged shooter even know about the [Confederate] flag? Boorish behavior can be exhibited by either side. If one man starts a roaring debate in favor of gun control the same day of the shooting, the situation is not improved if an advocate of open carry does the same thing the next day. The families involved, who include godly Christian people calling for repentance and a turn to Christ, ought not to be distracted by apparatchiks trying to make some political hay out of their grief.

~ Just start.

~ A Whole30 success story.

~ I recently made this crispy baked okra, and it was soooo good.

~ If you use Chrome as your browser, you may want to reconsider.

Well, that’s 3 days in a row of blogging.  And I pulled my camera out of the cabinet. Baby steps. 🙂

Happy Monday!

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monday night miscellany

Another collection of randomness:

~ I love me some Dennis Prager. And he’s spot on:

…when Benjamin Netanyahu speaks to the United Nations about the threat Iran poses to his country’s survival and about the metastasizing cancer of Islamist violence, he, unfortunately, stands alone.

Virtually everyone listening knows he is telling the truth. And most dislike him for it. Appeasers hate those who confront evil.

~ Sitting is deadly. I was far more active as a stay-at-home-mom/homeschooler. Now that I’m at a desk all day, I’m grateful that my workplace encourages me to move. I have an exercise ball/chair, and we’re involved in an 8-week step challenge that keeps me focused on moving.

~ Confessions of a Kindle Convert. If you know me at all, you know I love books. But I’ll be honest: I need to get rid of many of them. We’re in the thick of moving, and packing and hauling books is no fun at all. I actually uttered these words to Paul yesterday: “I need to get rid of some books.” **shudder**

~ Starve your idols to death.

~ 5 small Georgia towns with great shopping.

~ the audacity:

Forty years of provision, forty years of tangible, edible grace, and what do they have to say to God in response? This: “We loathe this worthless food.”

We loathe this worthless food!

The audacity! The. Audacity. At least when I think these things, I’m savvy enough to couch these emotions in more subtle disgruntlement. “I’m just tired,” “I’m weary,” “It just seems like the onslaught never stops.”

~ Don’t follow your heart:

The truth is, no one lies to us more than our own hearts. No one. If our hearts are compasses, they are Jack Sparrow compasses. They don’t tell us the truth, they just tell us what we want. If our hearts are guides, they are Gothels. They are not benevolent, they are pathologically selfish. In fact, if we do what our hearts tell us to do we will pervert and impoverish every desire, every beauty, every person, every wonder, and every joy. Our hearts want to consume these things for our own self-glory and self-indulgence.

No, our hearts will not save us. We need to be saved from our hearts.

~ Very helpful, practical info: What to do when your flight is cancelled. We had a cancelled flight last month when fog blanketed Phoenix. I knew our flight was cancelled as soon as we landed in dense fog and I checked my email. I immediately called our airline to get in line for re-booking instead of standing in that long, awful line. Aside from having to wait  a few hours for our luggage to be delivered, all was well.

Well, that gets me a little bit caught up on posting things that have been bookmark-worthy. As I mentioned, we’re in the middle of moving, and I’m just flat out tired and overwhelmed.

May you be less tired and sore than I this Monday evening!

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