Month: March 2025

Negative State of Mind

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I never thought of myself as a pessimist, more of a pragmatist (Capricorn) and the more I age the more I enjoy this curmudgeonly me. There’s a crusty sort of satisfaction I get from speaking or acting with less decorum. Most of the time this is acted out in my head – as an introvert I don’t care to interact with the public in person but I do a fine job on social media.

Starting with commercials: I think Febreze is #1 on my list; how do they choose these actors – call for insipid looking people? The soundtrack, the lalalalala – also used in commercials for shaving your pubes.

Next I would say Aldi – I shop there almost exclusively; love the people at my local, can’t beat the prices. The commercials are weirdly and inappropriately aggressive. Are they made in Germany? (sorry, not sorry)

Kroger – those round people give me the creeps! I’ve even written corporate in this regard.

Walgreens – we don’t like Mr. Lee. Also, unfortunately Walgreens does not give you that level of customer service – at least not the ones in my area.

Crest toothpaste and Dr. Garcia miraculously appearing with a dental chair that works like a trebuchet in reverse.

Oh, move this to the top – Imprint 4 Certain. Cringe worthy it’s so inane.

Fairlife milk – so creepy, the facial expressions of milk-drinking ecstasy.

Misuse of apostrophe’s – makes me crazy and I see the abuse everywhere! Also, overuse of exclamation points although I’m one exclamation point from using all caps.

I have contacted all of the above listed companies to voice my displeasure with their advertising choices; I am courteous and do not use profanity in my communications. Obviously, my opinion matters not at all.

Oh, you know what else I really dislike? The leading ladies on many of the home improvement shows I watch on HGTV continue to tuck the fronts of their shirts/blouses into their pants, leaving the back of said shirt/blouse dangling over their asses. What kind of fashion statement is this?

Social issues – I have many to dislike. Of course I have to add the current administration (2025); too much to say about that but suffice it to say I HATE all of them with a vengeance – didn’t know I had that much hate in me.

Lack of vehicle blinker use; litter makes me really crazy – our homeless population contributes a lot; OMG packaging I can’t open fucking anything – I have previously ranted about this and the older I get the harder it becomes due to my gnarly arthritic hands. I have many tools to aid in this endeavor, thanks to TEMU; Spring and summer – always hated the heat, humidity and all of the activity my neuro-divergent brain nags at me to do; this is a total contradiction as I like being outside in the forest or parks, making picnics and the satisfaction I get working in my out of control garden that’s never done. Do I venture out to play when it’s cold, windy and/or snowing? Of course not.

I so love the fall but try not to hurry it along these days, not as many trips around the sun left on my physical calendar. That’s true no matter what age we are but it takes getting old to realize it. Guess I’m lucky as some never do.

FUCKERY

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I love that participle, the way it rolls off my tongue. It can accentuate a humorous situation or a deadly horrible cluster such as the current state of affairs. I’ve been spending WAYYY too much time on Instagram; I’m proud of my algorithm but I’m afraid for my health if I continue to feed it. My personal page is full of photo-fluff; vacation views, a little happy family, food, etc.; my feed is now 20% food and the rest is far-left Dem politics and all the attendant bullshit of the day.

My comments are nasty and vulgar, I’m not proud of this. I’m smug when I get likes. This ain’t right. A month ago when I opened IG my first posts were usually decent cooking sites, lots of youth and pro hockey, home gardening and other outdoor, woodsy posts. Also goats. Dogs. Cats. Lamas. Donkeys.

Now it’s all the daily white house shit show and all the folks I follow condemning everything occurring since January 20, 2025.

On a side note, my spelling has gone to shit, probably because of reliance on spellcheck. Same with phone numbers – can barely remember any, but I’m trying not to rely so much on my cell phone.

I’ve tried to do my bit, as recommended, by writing, emailing and calling congressional representatives but it’s discouraging. I laud the protesters (I’m too long in the tooth for that action), news and TV personalities but I can feel my blood pressure rising the more I read.

I spent too much of my life being a-political, ignorant of history and somewhat unaware of current events. Trying to make up for lost time in your 70’s sometimes feel like a lost cause. There is no value in me hurling my feelings out to the universe, just fleeting instant gratification. I find myself goading obvious magats with my superior verbiage – do I really think they give two shits or that my verbiage is superior?

Other advice to deal with this (do I have four + more years to wait for the change?) is to journal and try to embrace the good in my life (there is plenty but there is also the shits).

Case in point – had a lovely PM, drove to Bardstown with hubs; enjoyed the back road route, lovely cold, grey day landscape, adorable town and good eats. Came home to my nice little warm home, dinner in the crockpot and stupidly sat down not to read my e-books (I love black-ops, spies, assassins etc.) but just had to open IG for a second (LOL). Big mistake, there was confirmed bat-shit crazy RFK.

It must be 3 weeks since I started this, the country is even further in the dumper. Tomorrow is Feb 28, the first blackout day. I don’t expect a big paradigm shift in the government unless a drone drops a RPG on 1600. At least I feel I’m doing a little bit for the cause; my physical condition doesn’t allow me to frolic in the town square waving a ‘jail the felon deport the muskrat’ sign.

I put a little pride flag in my front yard. I haven’t made too many phone calls yet, I did write our KY senator Mitch Mc, who actually voted my way but nobody cares about him anymore.

We have a new candidate for senate, the worst ever, Daniel Cameron. I will have to get more active when his campaign ramps up – he already made a nauseating tv commercial trashing McConnel’s negative votes against trump’s agenda. What a dick. He tried to run against our wonderful guv Andy Beshear; his platform was the usual right pro-life pro gun bullshit.

This week I have had so much bad medical news about loved-ones and a dear friend.

I would like to sell my house, cash in my investment chips and run. To where at my age? And packing up my house will be an absolute nightmare. I’m afraid I won’t outlive a recession recovery.

Why don’t I just try and do something positive? Take care of my health and be thankful for all the life gifts I’ve been given. I’ll try.

Today is the 28th. The sun is out. As was in the pandemic, I’m doing a lot of rage cooking. I received one of those slap choppers for Christmas which really speeds things up; great if you don’t mind all the veggies cut in tidy little squares (kind of messes with my anal-ness, you would think the opposite lol). My gnarly, arthritic hands have taken a turn (literally) for the worse so volume chopping is more difficult.

Yesterday I made Louisiana-style red beans and rice. Dragged out the pressure cooker as I forgot to overnight soak the beans. There wasn’t a ham hock to be found locally, ended up with an $8 smoked turkey thigh along with the andouille. Lots of veg and warming spices, it was very yummy. The sausage, although cooked ahead, gave off a lot of grease so I had to waste a slice of bread to sop it up off the top. Lots of cleanup but it was worth it. Tonight gives shawarma chicken, haven’t decided on a side yet, I should do a herb or grain salad like tabouleh but I’d rather have macaroni and cheese.

I love ratty looking snow people. I relate to their condition.