Thursday Thoughts - take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night

Wishing my Dad a very happy birthday today. Still picking me up 40 years later...not physically because I’m heavy now but in all the other ways that count. As stated many times previously, sorry to the rest of you but he is the very best Dad. I'm also wishing we were in Ireland celebrating it like we were last year. That was awesome. I'm getting the itch to plan the next family trip but it won't be for a while since a newborn is coming in December. 

Raising money for pancreatic cancer research. My family is walking in the Purple Stride walk this Saturday in memory of my grandmother. She lived nine months from her date of diagnosis. I've done many walks for various cancers, and what strikes me at the PanCAN walk is how very few survivors are present. We'd like to do what we can to change that. We are Madeline's Marchers and you can donate to MFD here if you are so inclined - we are only $105 from our team goal! Thank you so much to those who already donated and helped me meet my goal. It's a cause very close to my heart.

Feeling colder than I usually feel. I've always been a very hot blooded person. I have the chills a lot now. Is this getting older syndrome? Yesterday it was my own fault, I looked at the weather before I got dressed and looked at the wrong fucking day. 

Hearing MFD on the phone for three hours in a row some nights and I know, I know, it's his job, but it drives me fucking insane because he doesn't stay in one spot - he paces and he's loud. I can't get away from it.

Sharing what the hell else but dog photos. Oh. And I had MFD take the top right photo, which is terrible...he says I posted that on Instagram. I said are you fucking serious. Then I go on and I can't find it. But I see in my messages that Marla and Sara commented on it. I was like where the hell is this photo? Here he posted it as a fucking story - I've never posted an Instagram story...on purpose. I hate them.

Perusing Christmas card designs. Ho ho ho motherfuckers.

Reading Daisy in Chains by Sharon Bolton

Watching Stranger Things Season 2 like most of the world. Halloween night we were up until 12:30 watching it. Too late!

Wearing a cardigan. It's my uniform. 

Following Amy Siskind's weekly authoritarian list, being archived by the Library of Congress each week, now has its own website and is easier to find and follow than ever. Here's the site and here's October 28th's post. 

Loving how the light hits the buildings when I'm coming up out of the train station in the mornings now that the sun rises later. 

Hating General Kelly showing his racist ass for everyone to see; everyone throwing shit against the wall to distract from the first two Mueller indictments on Monday;  the voting data with irregularities from the special election in Georgia being wiped off the server; the imposter president tweeting erroneous  partisan bullshit instead of doing anything about the 600 shot in Las Vegas/the 1000+ dead in Puerto Rico/providing calm leadership to NYC/any actual presidential work; Kevin Spacey being a fucked up pedophile trying to play it off as something else; and Notre Dame no longer allowing faculty, staff, and (in 10 months) students to get birth control through their insurance plan.

Reminding you to be a ripple, every day. The smallest act of kindness or bravery from you can improve the life of someone else immensely. 

Sharing an e-card like every Thursday

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