Hello. I have nothing original, clever or even remotely entertaining to offer tonight. I shall give the floor to Newt Gingrich instead. In reference to the desperate tactics of certain desperate politicians to pass the desperate health care plan ASAP, Gingrich says:

We've gone from passing bills without reading them to passing bills without voting on them.

WHAT?!?!? Yes, that's right, the plan is to jam health care down our throats in any which unConstitutional way they can connive, even without a vote. WITHOUT A VOTE?? On something of this magnitude?? Are they kidding us?? HAVE YOU EVER?? And that won't be difficult to do, jamming it down our throats, since we'll all be standing around with our mouths agape in profound disbelief. HAVE YOU EVER?? Hear ye, hear ye, what is happening in and to America these days? If you don't like what's happening, we only have two or so days to get on the phones and call our elected representatives. If we don't act in haste we will be repenting in leisure, beyond a doubt. God, have mercy, please. God's mercies are such a joy, aren't they, in times of dismay.

Thank you all for praying for me. I felt better today, hope I didn't overdo it, you know, cleaning the dang exhaust fan in the bathroom again -- I got demoralized looking at the huge clumps of lint that fell down into the glass globe within two seconds of cleaning that thing a few months ago. Your head about snaps off backwards fighting to get the glass cover off, until, that is, you call your Mighty Husband. Oh, yes, and I bleached the kitchen sink and then washed by hand in that sink DTD'S delicate sweater and the foam under layer from my ironing board cover. Don't ask. PLUS, there are clean sheets awaiting me. AND a new Reminisce Magazine came in the mail today, boy, I love that magazine. Our friends gave us a subscription and it's so much fun, really brings the good old days back to life. Okay, I'm hongry, too. Nature's Path Frozen Organic Buckwheat Wildberry Waffles sound doable. One of these days I plan on writing stories again on the blog . . . one of these days . . . I might be waiting until one of these days becomes a good old day . . . if I wait much longer . . .

KEM of two egg custards a day and a semi laid-back persuasion, but only on certain things