The Off to College Moon

Thursday gratefuls: Reconstructing Judaism. Steve. Jamie. Rabbi Jamie. Zoom. Good workout. Cool night. Good sleeping. Kamala and Tim. Top of the fold stories not about the orange ifrit. Global political shifts. Asia. The Middle East. The Ukraine. The U.S. Living till I die. Shaynah. Good teeth. Pain control. Celebrex. Ginny. The Grateful Dead.

Sparks of joy and awe: Realizing I need some help

Kavanah: Joy Simcha

One brief shining: Bought this Ninja blender a couple of years ago with the intent of creating veggie smoothies and fruit smoothies, pushed it to the back of my white marble kitchen counter and there it sat until this last week when I cut up an Apple and an Orange, tossed in a Tangerine, some frozen mixed Berries, and a scoop of french Vanilla protein powder, hit smoothie and listened to it whir, pause, whir faster, then removed the blender jar. Ah.

 

Sometimes, at least in my life, it can take even a good idea time to take hold, to move from idea to practice. The blender is not the only instance. Take the Rice cooker and all those bags of Beans. I’ve had brief runs with both the Rice cooker and the Beans, but they faded. Need to find a rhythm where I use all of these simple tools to create more home made food. Of late I’ve fallen into a habit of food purchased out. Not exclusively, but for evening meals almost. Changing this habit is not about saving money, but about good nutrition. Not getting enough vegetables. Maybe not enough protein some days.

I realize now this has been in part a response to pain. Took too much out of me to prep and cook a meal. Hoping the Celebrex will help with that. Though I seem to have entered that twilight medical zone where cures create their own problems. Will have to pay close attention. Being able to handle the daily chores without having to stop due to pain would be a big gain for my day to day.

 

Just a moment: Sure, policy is important. All important to governing toward a desired outcome. Yet this one election, I’m less concerned with policy than with politics itself. To have policy differences matter in an election a democracy has to exist. I continue to see the evident danger of a loss of our democratic norms and practices if Trump should win. Vote this fall and you won’t ever have to vote again. We’ll have fixed it so good. Yikes!

No, I don’t like Kamala’s changes on fracking, on immigration, on health care. Especially that last one on which I’ve been become a mini-expert like many older Americans. Yet I know her changes representing tacking the sail, finding a way to make way in this most crucial of all elections. So I say, sure, tack away.

This election is still fraught, still dangerous. Like holding a suitcase nuke with the time set to November 4th. Play to win.