So, Randy and I went to look at a house today and on our way, we saw this sign on the freeway:
Me: That is so lame. That is like “Randy joke” level lame.
Randy, talking like a turkey: Buckle, buckle.
The house was too small (probably under 600 square feet) and less than 10 yards from an active train tracks. A train went by while we were there. It was pretty funny, actually. The whole house rattled and the metal against metal screech of the train wheels was barely muffled.
In any case, I am glad we are at least starting to look for our new abode. Also, the trip gave me this picture so I can share it with you guys. Happy Thanksgiving!
Life is bizarre right now. Keith Partridge and Charles Manson died. Sad about David Cassidy. As far as Manson goes, I guess now the Beatles can have their song back.
The president is endorsing an accused pedophile who was actually banned from the Mall in his town because of the way he stalked and harassed young girls there. How is this even real? I am hopeful that they don’t limit our access to the internet. If you are so inclined, please call to protest repealing net neutrality. I love you guys and I don’t want to lose you.
I’m trying to find my thankful, even though we’re in the upside down right now.
Still, there are always reasons to be thankful. We have a tight family with low drama. We have clean drinking water. We have treasured friends. We have children and grandchildren that give me hope for the future.
I took a few extra days off work, so Randy and I have time to putter in the kitchen and cook food to take to my mother’s house. We’re listening to Bruce Springsteen and drinking bourbon. What’s not to love?
And we have kitties.
Here is a video of Gertie (Gertis Birdis) playing one of her favorite games, chasing Randy’s hand under the blanket.
I hope all of you feel warm and loved on Thanksgiving. I am grateful for all of you.