One is up her husband’s ass and the other one is in Florida.

So I’m going to have to think without their input.

The world is so shitty now.

The fact that trump could possibly win the election again fills me with despair.

What’s going on in Israel horrifies me.

People I love so much are in danger.

What the Supreme Court is doing to women’s and other’s rights is terrifying.

I hate all this and more. Almost as much as I hate the Grande Dame.

Wait no…more.

So I’ve decided to change from being a one issue nut.

I’m going to only wear my BLM shirts once in awhile.

Don’t get me wrong. Black lives still matter to me. I have not forgotten George Floyd but I have to pay attention to this other stuff too.

Of course this change cannot happen until it gets warmer because I only have one sweat shirt and it says…you guessed it.

Another tragedy has entered my life.

The Super that I love has been asked to leave on trumped up charges. The board of my building has been so awful to him that he’s probably glad.

Just to remind you why I love him…

He was fixing my sink.

That doesn’t mean I’m not jam packed with info on my fabulous life.

Well that’s not quite true. Plenty has happened but most of it boring.

But that never stopped me before so here goes.

People have died that I loved.

I got to be 80.

Interesting about the 80 thing. Strangers are really nice to old people and good looking people. It’s those middle years that are a bit rough.

Of course I’ve been able to extend that mean bit by wearing my BLM shirts. But that’s mostly middle age white men who use the term “dumb shit” so often that I was beginning to think it was a compliment

And I have another pet peeve.

Pansies.

Every Spring. they plant pansies around the trees in my neighborhood.

I have had a lot of dogs and none of them are toilet trained and all of them like to go on dirt to do their business.

Now that the pansies are here I must take a load of abuse when Debby pees on them or even worse.

Just this morning a guy said “Well there goes another plant” after Deb peed.

I passed that plant an hour later and it was just fine. It even appeared to be smiling.

And there’s Twitter.

As soon as it was bought by Elon Musk I canceled it.

You all know why.

But I believe I suffered more than Elon did.

I have nowhere let my anger out about my housewives.

Wait a minute! What do I think this is?

Im sure you people want to know who I like and who I hate.

I hate the grande dame. She really thinks she’s a babe? Grande dame of my ass.

And don’t ask how much I can’t stand Candiace.

I would tell you who I like but who cares.

Now that I think of it maybe you don’t care who I hate either.

Anyway I have a question. If I rejoin Twitter because I’m losing the input of other people who hate the people I hate does that make me a trumper?

Well maybe this post isn’t that interesting but you get to know that I’m alive and willing to give you something that will make your day.

Debby enjoying a snack.