I’ve been working full time since August, and it simply takes up too much of a person’s time. And then there was the Great Car Debacle, wherein it became imperative that the Honda be replaced. I just made it to the salvage yard to claim my federal $1000 dollars, with the check engine light flashing all the way. But I did make it! Only then to discover that the new-to-me Subaru Outback was so thoroughly rusted out, great big holes in the subframe, as to be unsafe to drive. That was the green Subaru. Now there is a blue Subaru, for which I have indentured myself to the local Subaru dealership, and which may have a transmission rebuild in it’s not too distant future. All in all, it’s been a trying time, that is not done yet. I so wanted to have a few years of vehicle residency, sans anxiety. Not to be, apparently.

But, it’s nearly the New Year, and (a somewhat less-than-spontaneous) hopefulness is required. I will try.

But I will have to try hard. I remember being dismayed when Reagan was re-elected. I was freakin’ astounded when The Shrub got his second term. I mean, he commences a war on bogus intelligence; he gets many, many thousands of Iraqis pointlessly killed; spawns ISIS, a truly foul organization of vile human beings, and then gets re-elected. But this … I don’t think I can cope with this. Whatever the Ginger Pig gets up to over the next four years … the real devastation is that I live in a country wherein the majority of the electorate are frightened, selfish, imbeciles. Happy New Year.

I don’t think the production of baby hats, sewing needle pillows, or scrap lace bundles it going to mitigate the misery much. But what the hell, here they are:

Onward !