I’m not here to talk about politics today. This is mostly due to the fact that I believe the insanity has reached such a pitch that it can now speak for itself. I WILL say that it is so overwhelming I have a hard time even figuring out what the next step should be or where to focus my attention and minuscule contributions for the day. In the last week and a half I have marched, emailed my senator twice, called my senator multiple times (to no avail), signed multiple petitions, and donated money.
You remember how everyone said 2016 was crap? I miss it.
I lied when I said I was going to donate to the ACLU on the last post. I WAS going to do that, but I waited until today. Today I saw that the ACLU hit record donations over the weekend, so I went a bit more specific and donated here instead. Pick one and donate!
Now to normal blog fodder.
Not only did we manage to organize ourselves enough to get Eliot a dapper new hairstyle, but we also managed to get the ladies in the house a bit closer to the standard of “owns a brush.” I figured around the 3rd time I was asked if I was wearing hair extensions that maybe my hair was reaching awkward lengths. I’m not saying it looks like anything special (and I should legit consider wearing at least mascara on the weekends), but it feels about 8 pounds lighter.
Rosalind was tickled when they straightened her hair. She called it “the roundest rectangle” hairstyle. It’s back to curls again today because when your mother doesn’t remember she owns a hairdryer, it is extremely unlikely that she will get up everyday and straighten yours for you! Sorry, Rolo. I’m not that kind of mom.
The stress of Eliot’s trim wore him flat out and resulted in my favorite. CUTE DOG SNOOT!