Today is the South Carolina primary. It looks like Biden will beat Sanders. I’m not voting for either one of them, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care. I don’t see either of them beating Trump. And, honestly, after watching that last Democratic debate, watching our presidential candidate choices unable to control themselves; well…how the heck can they run a country?? The calm two at the debate were Pete and Amy. Pete is my choice. He is smart, well educated, organized, and MODERATE. I lived in Michigan when he became mayor of South Bend, so we kept and eye on him. He was impressive: responsive, inclusive, and able. Pete never wants to be ‘the smartest person in the room.” No, he wants to surround himself with experts. After what we’ve experienced for three years, that is so refreshing.
Complete change of subject to the weather. We have had a mild winter with temps in the 50s and 60s. Suddenly, it’s 22. Huh. The buds on my daffodils, which just last week looked ready to pop, have drawn back into the leaves.
Today is leap day…and that brings back fond memories of our high school days, as this was Sadie Hawkins Day. We always had a dance, and it was girl ask boy….quite daring in the 50s, long, long before women were ‘liberated.’ I have learned, now that I’m ancient, that some girls asked boys all along! It would never have occurred to me. And those girls were in the minority. Most of us patiently waiting to be asked, or if it was just a general sock hop, joined the other girls without dates, wondering if this was our night to be the wallflower, that sad girl who was never asked to dance. While we waited, we gossiped, ate pizza and danced with each other. A fun night no matter what happened. Do kids still have casual dances like that? One of the reason they worked so well for us was that one of our gym classes in Junior high was dancing! Yes, all the kids, both boys and girls could do a wide variety of dances. When my girls were in high school and bemoaning the fact that hardly any of the boys could dance, I was delighted to tell them that every single boy in our school could!
On that fond memory, I will sign off for the day.
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