Shepherds or Farmers

 I find Shepherd's Pie (once referred to as Farmer Brown) torn out of the "Woman's World" and placed separately on the ottoman. So I'm looking at the recipe on the internet, (because of course, the elves and faeries made off with it) offering to make it. "So, what's your backup?" "Shrimp." "No, make ham and mashed potatoes." So, that's what I do. "When can I make it?" "When there's a frozen Shepherd's Pie dinner in the freezer."

"If it was in the freezer, I would never make the Shepherd's Pie."

Grapes

 The conversation: You left your grape bowl out on the table.

Oh, but they'll spoil.

They won't spoil in that length of time.

I think they'll...

They won't spoil!

But they might become...wrathful.

Caving on his Birthday

 Bill sets up a movie about this couple on a honeymoon, but you know, when she gets possessed by an alien

, it kind of makes for a rocky start to a marriage. To "hide" him from being harmed, she anchors him into the lake as he protests this is not "hiding"! I remember seeing it before, but the end never made sense to me, so he had to 'splain what happened. I won't tell you that part, so as not to spoil it.

Puppysitting

 Pup dog, Logan, put Grandma through her paces today. He was quite naughty, never coming in when I called him. I guess he thought he'd waited long enough in the house for a break. I told him he couldn't go out a second time, because once the girls got home dropped off by yet another grandma, he had forfeited going out again. Still, Leela and I caved, but we had to call on Naia to help coax him back in again. After all this activity, and eating apple slices I gave him, he stood in the kitchen, and I swear I could see his eyelids drooping. I thought, okay Logan, if you're tired, I don't want you to fall asleep standing up in the kitchen. So, I pointed him to his little inside "house", and he seemed grateful to relax.

Okay, so I went unnecessarily to my "volunteer" job today, took an unnecessary trip to Spring Lake to get the granddaughters who'd already gone to their aunt's, and ended up puppysitting. (The one who got the days mixed up was me. I take responsibility.) As Logan Augustus Kingsley sat with his back to me on my lap, I recall singing to him; "Logan was a pup dog who was more often naughty than good, while playing in the neighborhood, and they should take him to Sunday School, so he could learn the rules." It was something like that, and like "The Lost Chord" or the rest of "Kubla Khan", I should have written it down. It was a really cute song, and Logan didn't seem the least bit insulted. Maybe it's the "way" you sing to other mammals that makes the difference in how you get along.

Time Slips

 Looking at lots of videos, some of which are "time slips". Then, checking Face Book, and people are posting "Remember When"...pictures and commentary for my two home towns. It gives you an eerie feeling when you consider there are a few stories out there, right in town, of meeting up with "ghosts" of the past. For example, I know someone who talked to an unknown person who disappeared in one of the "historical" houses. She was told to write it down in their log, for she was one of many who'd encountered that kind of thing there. I'd like to visit at odd hours, when not to many people are around, to see if I could see something, someone, some crowd, or some places looking like they don't belong here.

Well, I'm into time travel, anyway. I saw the first Back to the Future, back in the day. So, when II and III came on the screen, that wiped out the rest of my evening, even though I tried "Time and Again" to shut it off. Got to the part, "The End". Couldn't help myself.

Worksharing

 We did some work sharing today, puppysitting...We're both meditators, so after my shift, I told Bill, he wouldn't have much time. So, he did that before leaving. Good thing. Logan puppy wanted to "race" him in the yard for quite a spell. Doggy was nice enough to run to one end and wait for Grandpa. Then, he ran to the other end, and so this activity repeated over and over again

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The Plantation Owner

 We used to play with paper dolls. I thought of how we could dress Mitch McConnell up in a plantation owner costume. I also thought of how the slave owners justified their practice by saying it was in the Bible. Lots of horrendous stuff is in the Bible. But let's consider Joseph, for example, being sold into slavery. When his half brothers did that, it wasn't exactly a reward for how much they loved him. Joseph didn't respond by saying, "Oh boy, I'm really looking forward to this next great adventure! Thank you so much, brothers." (Unbeknownst to Joseph, this "adventure" would also include prison.) Now back to old Mitch. My personal feeling is that slavery has not been defeated, but expanded to most of the US population. So, when he's saying, this would be an excuse to sit on your butts, he's really saying, "Okay, slaves, get off your butts, because you're supposed to be out there working for $10 an hour, since you're working for US." Somehow, he got the roles reversed.