This is hilarious.
Apologies for the extra post, but this is too good to miss. If you’re trying to understand the recent U.K. election, read this. It explains everything–and more.
With thanks to A., who sent me the link.
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Long After the Birth of the 2008 Financial Crisis, The Republicans Want Another Baby
Call your senators! Great information from alotfromlydia.wordpress.com
Who remembers the financial crisis of 2008? Anyone?? Anyone?? Bueller??
Like the pain of childbirth, the economic contraction that burst the housing bubble and led to epidural bank bailouts that were as ineffective as self hypnosis at relieving said pain felt while birthing oversized billionaires with giant heads, it all seems to have been forgotten.
The placenta was buried like a quarter of the net worth of the middle class. Stocks, like sagging breasts, dropped 45%. Retirement became the imagined happy place that didn’t exist…a unicorn in the fog— breathe, breathe, PUSH!!!
What happened to my body after giving birth happened to the U.S. economy. The imbalanced redistribution of wealth was much like my weight…because pre-baby weight and post baby weight might be the same but nothing is where it had been prior.
The pelvic floor dropped out of the housing market, so people (like my legs) foreclosed. Abandoned and…
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I Am A Nonperson … So Are You … Just Ask Eric Trump
No honor in the trump clan. Nada. Zilch. Zero. Great post by Jill Dennis on.com.
You can pretty much gauge what type of a news day it is by the number of paper towels used in my household. Here’s the scenario: I see a news story that makes me angry, and I curse whichever Trump caused my anger, usually Donald himself. If it makes me really angry, I stick out my tongue and do a raspberry … ppppbbbbbttttthhhh. (Yes, I know … very mature …) I then go get a paper towel to clean the droplets off my screen. And so goes the day. At the end of the night, as I am preparing for bed, I check the paper towels. If there is still ½ roll or more on the dowel, I figure it was a pretty peaceful news day.
Tonight there is only one lonely paper towel left on the roll. And here is part of the reason:
Eric Trump. Eric came flitting…
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Snapshot #186
I haven’t posted a snapshot for several days, mostly because I’ve been a lazy slug, but today I was shopping for a robe to pack for Ireland and wandered into J.C. Penney in Tallahassee. Finding nothing in the lingerie department to suit me, I checked the swimsuit section because sometimes swimsuit cover-ups are the perfect light robes for travel.
Imagine my confusion when this sight greeted me in swimwear. I’m calling this one, “Not Your Daughter’s Bikini.”
Carry On
Let’s Not Bicker and Argue About Who Colluded With Who
Good work by alotfromlydia.wordpress.com.
Silence the messenger! The messenger has been imprisoned in the tower and accused of the crime of — not leaking through proper channels, more formally — charged with removing classified material and mailing it to a questionable online news outlet.
Accused of copying said documents, using a work computer- easily traced, then mailing them from home- the postmark on the envelope gave that away, and finally the search engine history on the computer of the accused sealed her fate. As such, the bumbling suspect was arrested by the Justice Department on Saturday.
The badly leaked and highly classified intelligence report had been acquired, copied and sent by a 25 year old Air Force veteran, a federal office contractor for Pluribus International of Augusta Georgia, Reality Winner (I guess that’s a name). She risked imprisonment yet provided little information we didn’t already have- Russian military intelligence waged a cyber war against…
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And Dignity….
Fake news fact check
Sad that there’s a need for this, but thank goodness someone is standing up for truth instead of alternative facts. Read more at cornfedcontessa.com.
This is a sad commentary on our society. It’s a money grab for ad clicks. This appears weekly in the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel on Sunday. The stories are outlandish to say the least. The really sad thing is so many people believe this rubbish. A dumb down of our fellow Americans.
Broiled Miso Salmon and Blushing Baked Salmon Recipes
Yummy recipes courtesy of sanseilife.wordpress.com
The tastiest salmon dishes from Jane who made enough for over 100 people for a recent luncheon at my church, enjoy!
Broiled Miso Salmon
¼ C white (shiro) miso paste*
3 T mirin
2 T sake
1 T sugar
1 T soy sauce
4 salmon fillets
- Whisk all the ingredients, except the salmon, together in a bowl.
- Turn the salmon fillets in the marinade to coat, cover and refrigerate overnight.
- If you are doing an entire half a salmon, after placing it skin side down in a pan, just spread the marinade over the fish, cover and refrigerate overnight. If you only have about an hour to marinate, after coating the fillets, you can place them skin side up so that the flesh is sitting in the marinade and soaks in.
- To cook the fish, turn on the oven to high heat.
- Place salmon skin side down in a pan…
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Still Mad
Jan Wilberg writes exactly how I’m feeling. Great piece.
Once at a stoplight, the man in the car next to me rolled down his window and told me to stop yelling at my kids. Well, actually, what he said was, “Take it easy, lady.”
I told him to mind his own business, then I tore off when the light changed to green, and kept yelling at my kids. Their offense? They all went nuts at the doctor’s office at once because it was shot day. They were running around, making me chase them, arguing, and the worst of all worst things that could happen with my kids, my older son was doing his loud “Stop hurting me!” yell every time I touched him. It was his favorite thing. I’d look at him and he’d start yelling and holding his arm.
It was mortifying. And, no, I never broke his arm.
I felt like that last night watching the news. I was…
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Praying for Eyebrowz 