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Yesterday I cleaned and organized the playroom so that Viv and Charlie can now share it. I put all of Viv's sealed "specimen" jars in a row on the shelf.
This morning, all those jars are now empty and set on the table as glasses, being used for "school breakfast".
Ok, so where are all the fly heads?
It's been a difficult time, this new world we live in. Trump has unleashed the worst in people, and yet, no one at work mentions any of it. On social media and the news, the world is on fire. At the office, everything is hunky dorey.
I've had one customer mention it, by round-about comment that the "direction the country is going in" is helping his business grow. I stumbled on that. Was he being facetious? No, he was fishing. Fishing for approval. Conversationally, I made an abrupt left turn to neutral ground. Later, I wondered, am I complicit?
I ixnayed Facebook ad on my feed from Pro Life Wisconsin because A) I won't change my mind about Choice, and 2) It's misleading (erroneous information about birth control). Facebook asked me if I no longer want to see advertisements aimed at people who like the Green Bay Packers.
It appears the algorithms don't even know who is who anymore.
We grabbed one last weekend of summer at Elkhart Lake this weekend, 50 percent of which was spent loading and unloading crap from cars. Like all parenting, half was hell and the other half was amazing. Viv donned water wings and after an hour let me float her about four feet in to the pool. Charlie, dunked in a round floaty for the very first time, took to the water (both in the swimming pool and the huge bathtub) like a duck. Mama might have her new swim partner!
After a season of stress and a newsfeed full of violence, grasping for a little old fashioned summer for my family is a necessity. I'll take my sheetcake with an ice cream cone please.
Or as Viv says, "I love hotels, they bring everything we need!"
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