Little Bits.

Not too much going on except my belly got all sunburned and now it's all bright red and it hurt trying to sleep last night since I sleep on my stomach and it felt like I was laying on prickly stinging nettles all night! The night before last we also had a beautiful brilliant pink sunset that also seemed to last longer than usual and I can't remember the last time I've seen one so spectacular but I didn't have my camera with me and I was already upstairs for bed otherwise I could have got some really great photos. 

It figures.

This is also a shirt I like, and the 30 YR old said his GF's dog is 14 and has to wear diapers now and isn't doing well and is "peeing blood" so it's either his bladder or kidneys and he's a Sheltie and they normally only live to 12 or so so he's also  really old,  and I'm wearing the summer shorts & T-shirt  PJs I inherited from my mother now too only it's too small and my fat gut and all my blubber hangs out and the shirt's too short and when I sit down the shirt "rides" up and  my back sticks out  and the bottoms of the shorts "peel" upwards(it looks like "Booty Shorts"), and I'd like to think that she, my Babushka, and Buddy are all hanging out together on the Other Side too and will be waiting to greet me when I cross over.

The cardinals are still in the conclave to elect a new Pope and I don't know why I'm so interested since I don't even really consider myself to be Catholic anymore but I guess a part of it will still always be inside me and I hope the new Pope will be conservative and traditional ( and NOT "Woke") and will bring back the traditional Latin Tridentine Mass. Now India and Pakistan are also practically at war as well (not that "thick" Americans can even tell them apart) both of which have nuclear capabilities, to add to yet another conflict, and the world is just so f*cked. I just hope I don't live another 20-30 years and the very thought that I possibly could just simply  absolutely depresses me.

I learned to stop picking up after lazy husbands, going to the trouble of cooking gourmet meals that they didn’t appreciate, making up and not being noticed, and buying sexy nightwear.-Sally Alter