RTBTCKI Yesterday was Nice
Mar. 11th, 2016 08:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
puppetmakerYesterday was a Spring Day. It was lovely. No jacket needed.
I walked to the gym and then worked through my leg routine only to be stopped short by some pain that is the kind of pain that tells you to stop or risk injury.
This morning I stretched and everything seems OK.
The cats are in the various windows looking out at a flock of birds that are on the lawn. Whiskers are twitching and noises are being made. Then one bird landed on the rail outside the window, turned, and shook it’s tush at the cats.
Lots of weird dreams last night but nothing that would be good for a story. I have no idea what my brain was trying to sort out but it was a doozy.
We have been watching Spring Training Baseball, which has been nice. Good to see the new kids and the older players working on getting their act together for this year. The odds makers have the Cubs as winning it all. We’ll see.
Peter will be at the Wizard convention in Las Vegas next weekend. He will be at table c-17 in artist alley.
Caroline’s play will be performed next weekend as well.
Busy weekend for the Davids next weekend. This weekend is tech and dress for the play.
Today I have several things I want to do and a couple that I have to do.
So I am going to start with the have-to’s and work my way to the want to’s.
I had a rant but decided against posting it. The short version is why are Americans so interested in what is happening in the privacy of the bedroom? Is it any of their business? Does it change how people to their jobs? There is a reason it is called a private life.
I am grateful for lovely spring days.
I walked to the gym and then worked through my leg routine only to be stopped short by some pain that is the kind of pain that tells you to stop or risk injury.
This morning I stretched and everything seems OK.
The cats are in the various windows looking out at a flock of birds that are on the lawn. Whiskers are twitching and noises are being made. Then one bird landed on the rail outside the window, turned, and shook it’s tush at the cats.
Lots of weird dreams last night but nothing that would be good for a story. I have no idea what my brain was trying to sort out but it was a doozy.
We have been watching Spring Training Baseball, which has been nice. Good to see the new kids and the older players working on getting their act together for this year. The odds makers have the Cubs as winning it all. We’ll see.
Peter will be at the Wizard convention in Las Vegas next weekend. He will be at table c-17 in artist alley.
Caroline’s play will be performed next weekend as well.
Busy weekend for the Davids next weekend. This weekend is tech and dress for the play.
Today I have several things I want to do and a couple that I have to do.
So I am going to start with the have-to’s and work my way to the want to’s.
I had a rant but decided against posting it. The short version is why are Americans so interested in what is happening in the privacy of the bedroom? Is it any of their business? Does it change how people to their jobs? There is a reason it is called a private life.
I am grateful for lovely spring days.
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Date: 2016-03-11 07:19 pm (UTC)That means I DO NOT WANT TO KNOW what you do in your bedroom, nor do I want to know if your choice involves coupling with men, women, aliens, or sheep.
Do not ask me to embrace your choice.
Do not TELL me about your choice.
As far as I am concerned, as long as everyone involved is of legal age and sound mind, you are welcome to do whatever you wish, with whomever or whatever you wish.
Keep your private bedroom activities in your own bedroom, and I will do the same.
The government needs to get out of the marriage business. None of THEIR business, either!
If I want to stand on a beach and marry two men, three women and a guinea pig -- that is my private business.