Monday, July 20, 2020

Stupidity: The Real Virus

My brother came over to eat the other night.
We live across the street from each other. He is also my daughter's boss at work.
We keep to ourselves pretty much and limit going out to work and essentials. We were sitting around after dinner, socially distanced from each other out on the lanai which can easily seat twelve.
Visits usually always have us spread out between the breakfast room and large farm table at the other end of our large eat in kitchen while we eat.
Sometimes we play corn hole or an occasional game of Jenga, Scrabble or Yahtzee.



We're pretty avid hand washers, surface cleaners and while I'm no June Cleaver, my house isn't a dump by any means.

Especially since March 16,2020.
The day everything changed and reality hit home.

That was the last day I worked. They closed the doors at the end of the night, and didn't attempt to reopen until after the beginning of June.
They're still not open for lunch (the shift I worked) and have shorter limited days and hours.

I am blessed to be able and wait this ugly virus out from the confines of my house and yard. I have a husband who can provide for us.
 Millions and millions and millions aren't as lucky, and were faced with no other choice but to return to jobs , many of which deal directly with the public.

Orlando is a Hospitality /Tourism driven town...pretty much totally.

When I came home from work on March 16, I don't think I left the house again for at least three weeks. My husband was out of work for a couple of weeks and worked from home. My daughter continued to work, always masked and always diligent about sanitation procedures.
I simply sent them text requests and they stopped by stores on the their way home from work to pick up whatever I needed or asked for.
They bought it and I cooked it.

I remember the first time I went to the grocery store by myself. I'll be honest, I was kinda freaked out, but followed all the recommended safety precautions and came straight home and sanitized again.

Even during this period of time, early on, around the end of March, tons of people were already screaming conspiracy and mind control, especially on the Face Place. 
Unfortunately, most still are, some even getting louder and seemingly prouder of their rants.

Mind you, more people have died from COVID-19 than did during the entire Vietnam war, and occurred within the matter of a few shorts weeks' time.

I finally cleaned out my (so called) friends list so I never had to come across their total misinformed and misconstrued posts.

How hard is it to simply wear a mask and stay away from crowds?
I guess it's harder than I thought, and I'm certainly no Einstein.







Here's the thing. I'm going to trust and believe a doctor, a scientist or widely renowned and respected specialist over any politician when it comes down to the own well being and health of my own family.


I'm going to listen carefully to what they say, and do exactly what they tell me.


Even if  (and when) the advice changes.


That's why it's called a medical practice.

A friend of mine got upset when I wrote that people were being stupid by downplaying every single thing the experts were telling us on daily, sometimes hourly basis.

I realize stupid is a harsh.
But so is this pandemic.

Webster's defines stupid as : slow to learn or understand; obtuse.
That pretty much sums it up for me, but I'll go the extra mile and say I've never seen more obtuse people at any time in my almost sixty years on this earth.
Obtuse, also defined by Webster's:  lacking quickness of perception or intellect; not sharp.

Seems we have a lot of dunces walking around, and most of them refuse to simply wear a 
mask or chill at home for a while in groups of no more than ten. I won't be in a group of more than six unless I have to, and only have twice since March 16.

Once for my son's birthday, seated at a table for six of us in the middle of a huge and spread out dining room at not even half capacity.


The second was for my father in laws funeral, held outside, with just thirty two people in attendance, most all masked, but all standing apart from each other.





Then I saw the director of the CDC on television the other day. With my own eyes and ears, witnessed and heard  him say these words...
"The U.S. could get the coronavirus under control in one to two months if everyone wears a mask."


You're killing us Smalls, literally.

I went to the gas station yesterday to get some gas on the way home from my weekly jaunt to Aldi. I've only had to buy gas two times since March 16. I'm currently getting great gas mileage, so there is that.

I masked up, and went inside to pay. On both of the doors were posted huge signs saying "Masks required". I went in and stood on the set of foot prints six feet behind the guy who was currently paying. A couple about my age came out of the bathroom area, the man walking in front of her, no mask and loudly  huffing and puffing about the toilet not working. She had her tank top pulled up over her mouth, and  can say with confidence, she didn't have a super model's body and none of us particularly enjoyed the view. Her husband, who stopped by to use the hand sanitizer dispenser on his way out the door said over his shoulder, "We'll just go somewhere else to use the bathroom!"
They weren't there to buy gas. They weren't even there to buy a hot dog off the spinner. They simply stopped because they needed to use the facilities...mask or no mask, no matter what the very obvious sign said on each of the double doors going inside ...."Masks required.'
 How sorry is that?


Another case in point.

On our way to my father in laws' funeral near Atlanta, we stopped only one time on the ride up, to gas up and eat. We all three masked up and went into Zaxby's after fueling up next door at the gas station. We decided to use the facilities at the restaurant as opposed to the nasty looking gas station (sorry but it was) so Massey and I headed to the restroom while Tim placed our order 'to go'. The place was pretty full, it was around lunch time. Not one single person, besides employees (and us) had on a mask, but were all chatting it up side by side at tables and (literally) right behind Tim in line. The guy behind him was close enough to tap him on the shoulder, even if he'd had T-Rex arms. They looked at us in our masks like we had two heads. We took the ticket after Tim paid and stood back by the entrance waiting on our number to be called. The minute Tim came out of the restroom, we handed the ticket back to him and told him we'd meet him back at the car.

I actually wanted to make a loud comment to Tim as he came out of the restroom and we handed him back the ticket for our order, before we scooted out of the germ festival and say "Dang, Tim, we need to move here, they must not even have Coronavirus in this town!"

Of course Tim would have killed me, and we were already on the way to one funeral.

My point is, it's not that hard to understand or to comply with the CDC.

Yet still friends of mine, some with major health issues, several with heart conditions, several who go through surgery after surgery after surgery simply to survive, refuse to wear a mask and feel it is a violation of their rights to have it as a mandate.

Let me ask them this?
Would it be okay with you if next time they cracked your chest open for surgery, no one sterilized their hands or covered their face with a mask? Not the nurses, not the surgeon, not the anesthesiologist, and certainly not the custodians who clean each and every room in the entire place.

My last, and biggest problem is that even the president, my  president, America's president, leader of the free world, won't even wear a face mask in public, or promote the use of such. I have seen him wearing a mask one time, and that was this past week.
 It's the middle of July.
This all (publicly)started at the first of the year!


If that doesn't speak volumes about this virus and our government's "Laissez-faire" attitude towards it, what does?


This is a headline from the year 1918.
We should be smarter than this by now.









So my brother came by to pick up his pup after work the other night.
I pet sit for him now.
 His dobie comes over and stays with our boxer Mon-Fri.
They are best buds now and my constant companions.
I've come to like dogs a lot more than I like people.

Anyhoo...

 My brother mentioned offhandedly that he'd a had a doctor's appointment for some tests that day, and had asked his own doctor as he passed through the exam room (as long as he was there) to give him the real deal on the actual usefulness of wearing a face mask?

 His doctor shrugged and said, palms up "What do I know, I'm not a politician."

My brother was kidding, but it made a very valid point.

The president can commute a convicted politician's sentence because of his fear he may contract COVID-19 in prison and give him a pass; but wants to send kids as young as four years old back to crowded buses and schools,  next month and expect the teachers to feel comfortable rather than compromised. (and threatens withholding funding if they don't)

Once again, we're getting away from obtuse and back to stupid.
Just saying.


Why would you hire a roofer, fresh out of a halfway house, who you don't even know, who looks and sounds sketchy to begin with, but says he knows what he's doing; to replace your septic tank and all the sewage lines to your own 50,000 square foot mansion?

Stay Woke, and we can all stand alone together.
Till next time,
COTTON




                                                                               


Wednesday, July 15, 2020

Time Moves On


I've had to really limit myself on nation FB.
The political infighting is bad enough, but the COVID hoax/
conspiracy/mind control/ taking away your rights/masks don't help, is too over the top for me to handle.
It makes me furious.

What if a surgical team refused to wear masks when they opened you up for an operation?
They wear them because they keep you from infection.
In other words, they do work.
People in China have been wearing masks in public for as long as I can remember.
It's. Not. That. Hard.

Do I enjoy wearing one?
Certainly not, but I wouldn't think  of going out in public without one.
I leave the house for essentials only, about twice a week.
I mask up before getting out of my car, and sanitize my hands on the way out the door with my groceries. Once in my car, I sanitize them again after taking off my mask.
Once I'm back home I wash my hands with soap and water immediately.

I follow this same routine every single time  I leave our driveway in the car.
And so should you.
 You should also be ashamed of yourself if you don't, or won't  wear a mask.
Science is real.

The fact that over 131,444 Americans have died in less than four months should give you pause.
That's a small city...wiped out.
That's more lives lost than in the Vietnam war.


Then to add insult to injury, the president commuted the sentence of a convicted felon (friend of his) who was found guilty on charges of making false statements, witness tampering, and obstruction...because the felon felt prison couldn't keep him safe from COVID19.

Then this happened.



Are you absolutely freaking kidding me??

I am so grateful all three of my kids are grown.
I'm pretty sure parents and teachers are pretty much freaking out.
I know I would.


Here's my complaint.
If we'd all worn  masks consistently, since it was first suggested, we'd be a lot further down the road to total recovery.
Another true fact.

I've had to delete about fifty people from my FB feed the past week or so.
Some of their comments were so offensive and way over the line of  being racist.




Someone recently took this yard sign from beside our mailbox.
 I was actually surprised it didn't happen sooner.
My daughter ordered it off Amazon.
Some of my neighbors commented how much they loved it. A lot of neighbors rode by slowly, obviously reading it.
Who's to say if they liked it or not?

It really didn't matter much to me.
Our yard.
Our sign.
Our opinion.

Someone took it on the Fourth of July, sometime after dark.

A neighbor spotted it in a trash pile on a cul de sac where no houses are built (yet)... a place where stupid people dump their stupid crap instead of disposing of it the right way.
And we live in middle of a nature preserve, for Pete's sake!!
Side note: You really can't fix stupid.

Even my husband, who rarely talks politics with me (crazy us; we often differ) said it was most probably an adult, not a kid...and I completely agree.
(See, we do agree sometimes!)


I promptly put it back out, a little beat up and bent, this time on the inside of our fence, but still getting its message across.
Whatever kind of person that took it out of my yard, is the exact type of person we were (are) addressing.
And  will continue to address.

How can you be against any of what the sign says, and still call yourself a compassionate person...
much less a Christian? (which most all seem to brag and claim to be)

I know I shouldn't let the haters bother me, and they certainly don't deserve my attention.
But as they catch my eye while I scroll through the cyber drivel, it hurts me to my soul.

What is wrong with loving every single person for the person they are?
And who are you to say they are wrong in their choice?

I guess I missed that memo.



Because the last time I checked, we all bleed the same.
We all breathe the same.
Every. Single. One. Of. Us.

My God (no pun intended)...is it really that hard to understand?

Love is much more pleasant than hate.
Can we all at least agree on that?

And don't forget about that Karma train steaming its way back into your life's station at this very moment.
Live your life the way you want to be remembered.
I try to.
I don't always get it right, but at least I try.


Till next time, COTTON


Saturday, July 11, 2020

We Can Do Hard Things


Trust me, our family has done hard things.

My daughter suggested,  and  loaned me a book to read a couple of weeks ago.

I've been out of work since March 16th.
I have nothing but time, and most fortunately have a wonderful place to do exactly that.




After the very first page, I knew I needed to read this book..so I did.
And highly recommend it.

Sometimes you have to do hard things...
 I can, we can, they can, and you can.
And sometimes we all must.

Never roll over and wallow in pity, it helps absolutely nothing.
Instead, revel in your despair, knowing you can and will rise above it.
Your trials and tribulations are what make you who you are!
Embrace, face and figure it out.
Life doesn't come with any guarantees, it's basically a Fire Sale.

Life is literally a "Stop and smell the roses" mentality check for the soul.


For the first time since 2017, this past week, we were all together again.
 Unfortunately Tim's dad crossed the finish line of his own life here on earth.
It was a bittersweet gathering.


I am literally 95% done with my own life as I know it.

It's kinda scary and it's kinda awesome.

Ten years ago I was kiting checks to just keep the power on; also always  lucky enough to be able and borrow  money to make the check good with a loan from my boss...interest never once charged, and trust me, I borrowed a lot.
For a long time.

You gotta work with what you've got and hope you work hard enough to earn the respect of  those who employ you.

Side note;
Work for awesome people.



So here we are, ten years later down the road...going on eleven.





Time and time again, Tim and I have said we'd do it all over again, to get here,to this exact place.


It's nothing fancy on the inside, but is actually everything I have ever wanted in a house.

And the outside?


Shut the front door...(and then some).






 It is every thing I've ever dreamed of having and then some.







Keep spinning those wheels, even when you think  you're just slinging up mud.

Trust me, if I can do it, so can you.

Til next time, COTTON









Wednesday, July 1, 2020

The New (ab)Normal



Not always true, but if you're lucky...they will, more often than not.
I'm one of the lucky ones.
By far.


Now the world is (suddenly) seemingly going to hell in a hand cart.

Blacks are the enemy! They are looters and thugs. It's almost like America is collectively forgetting the past several hundred years.

I haven't.
 And I won't.

With absolutely every single trial and financial tribulation my family has been through the past ten years, it pales in comparison. Pun intended (if only to sting your conscience)


There will never be anyone who can tell me, ever, as a woman,...what to do to my body.
Ever.

And don't even mention the government trying to mandate you wear a face mask in public??

Number one, they shouldn't have to.
It's called common sense.

Number two, are you seriously doubting scientific facts, calling medical data bunk?

I assure you COVID 19 doesn't belong to any political party, but's willing to cling to any...and does.








On top of that, we seem to have no problem with snatching infants, toddlers and young children from  parent's arms as they attempt to cross into this country for a better life, then lock those kids in cages...
literally, and send the parents back home like they've done something wrong?!

Love is the missing ingredient, with kindness being the tool to get there.

Til next time, 
COTTON