My sister and I met for drinks recently at a pirate-themed bar, and this is where the hostess put us:
It’s almost like she knew us or something. Weird!
I’m trying to reach a state of Zen-like calm about Election 2016, which, contrary to my earlier predictions, has become even more fraught than 2008. I’ve come up with this Obscenity Prayer to keep my blood pressure within normal parameters and reduce the urge to reach through the screen and throttle random strangers:
FSM, grant me the indifference to ignore brainless, provocative drivel,
The patience to endure well-meaning nonsense politely,
And the motherfucking wisdom to tell one form of bullshit from another.
Here’s where I’m at: I voted for the person I thought would make the best president. I’ll work my ass off to elect the Democratic Party ticket this fall. And that’s all I can control and/or should worry about.
See how easy that is? I predict this state of enlightenment will last at least an hour or so — maybe even half a day if I don’t read comments.
What are you up to this long weekend (in the US)? Hubby and I are taking a little vacation to celebrate our anniversary, so I’ve got that going for me!