Scotties Toy Box

So here I sit in a waiting room. My daughter had a 2:30 Doctor’s appointment. I have therapy at 3:00. My husband is our only driver. So I am sitting here for 45 minutes in the waiting room until my 50 minute therapy appointment. My daughter’s Doctor appointment will most likely be 3 hours. So I plan on driving my scooter through this neighborhood behind my therapist’s office and to some restaurants to get something to eat so I don’t have to spend a total of 3 hours here in this therapy office. I’ve never just driven my motorized scooter out and about other than my neighborhood. I will take pictures along the way. I brought a towel, garbage bags to cover my scooter, a jacket, an umbrella, water, protein bar. All the things one must think of when out alone in a motorized scooter for 3 hours.I stayed up…

“A great day at the White House!” – Donald Trump tweet 7-31-17

Well the new White House communications director Anthony “The Mooch” Scaramucci delivered his last kiss Friday after only eleven days on the job and oh what a kiss he sent. His hire forced the resignation of press secretary Sean Spicer and chief of staff Reince Priebus. You Trumpets seem to like numbers how about these digits, 1 + -2 + -1 = 11 days.

Let’s be honest Donald Trump has zip, zero in-common with Mr. and Mrs. Joe Deplorable from Ames, Iowa but they still elected him. They overlooked the expensive suits, fake tan, the dead animal on top of his head, the greed, the ego, the wives, the etc. and bought the bullshit and the bluster. And they are still buying it.

And if Mr. and Mrs. Deplorable have nothing in-common with “The Donald” what could they…

In my archaic way of thinking, or perhaps as my conservative culture taught me, I thought that a boy was a boy not only by how similar he acted among me and other boys, but also because of his genitalia.  And a girl was a girl not only by how similar she acted among other girls, but because of her genitalia as well.  It all seemed pretty obvious and quite simple, so I thought for more than 30 years.

A few years ago my mother informed me of the death of a dear family friend and halfway-house mother to my sister of addiction and innumerable relapses.  She had been there for my mom and other women countless times as my sister fought her disease on the losing end.  This woman had been a pillar of hope and therapy in the community for battered, abused women, and many typically in chemical…

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The president does not hold press conferences to push his agenda. He does not preside over town halls, nor does he explain policy from the podium. He does not speak to his Attorney General when he is displeased.

He tweets.

Waking up to the president’s Twitter feed brings William Faulkner’s The Sound and the Fury to mind. Not the book, mind you, but that famous line from Shakespeare’s Macbeth from which the title derives: “a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”

Because what, if anything, do a president’s tweets signify?

In a 60 Minutes interview on healthcare, the president said, “I am going to take care of everybody … Everybody’s going to be taken care of much better than…