THE CONTINENT

Well, in a few hours I'll be popping my little blue happy pill, (not that one, I sure don't need that one.) to calm me and make me happy for the 15-hour flight for the long-awaited vacation that's been rescheduled several times. Completely off the grid too. It remains to be seen if Warbucks and I will be as dignified as Baroness Karen Von Blixen and Hon Denys Finch Hatton. Who knows, I may even return to this god forsaken country. Blogging will return in two weeks. In the meantime.......

JUNGLE

I figured this is appropriate and mood enhancing. I can't get enough of this group. Here's the live performance from the Brit Awards this year.

Back to packing the streamer trunks......

AUNTIE MAME

 Still in such a rotten funk and can't snap out of it. Between the three-week showroom set up, now complete thank goodness, and the election, I'm exhausted.  Knowing that many voted in a convicted criminal to the highest position in government speaks volumes about how crooked, uneducated and how morals and expectations have fallen in this country. Heck, years ago, if a candidate of any kind did just two of the things the Dump did, they wouldn't have stood a chance and then, just dropped out, or received no votes. Or resign. No one would have thought of casting a vote for them. We do we expect less now??? Like fellow blogger and Gin Blossom Jon said on Steve's blog. "Crime pays in America, it seems." He nailed it.

But my life motto and my life inspiration came to me last night. A movie I live by. Between this and my trip I hope this snaps me out of it. I like all the versions of the movie, the Roz Russell version is my favorite, but the song video isn't available. But you get the jist.

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SEA OF TRANQUILITY

I was going to share these last weeks, after my birthday weekend. But thought they might be better to share today, as we could all use a major break from the news and election and its results. The beach has always been my happy place, the best locale on the planet for me. Nothing like the sound, smell and sight of the seaside. As soon as we hit the beach last week, no, not in swimwear, I know disappointed no shot of that right? But just to take a walk, I could feel the being centered starting and stress melt away. On a beach, for me anyhow. nothing else matters, and the rest of the world is shut off. Just imagine the lucky souls living in the above house, with these views, and sounds daily. I will not view or watch any news today, at least till tonight. I was originally going to hang out a bit at Dem headquarters with staff and volunteers who helped with national, state, and local race elections work that was done, and I met some nice people, and a few cuties, but have now ditched that plan. I will meet my good friend and sister Mame after dinner, at a bar we hang in for a drink or two for a few results then come home and either go right to bed or watch some BBC comedies....and await the results, which I suspect will take days. Why worry and fret till they come in? it's out of my control. My anxiety and blood pressure will just go up. I must remember I did all I could, helping with various volunteering efforts, and placed my all-important vote.

But still, what I wouldn't give to be on this beach right now, awaiting the results to finish. And Rehoboth Beach yet no less, how ironic. That is a good sign, I hope.

Awwwww, isn't this better?

ELECTION DAY

 

Just a quick post to wish a Happy Election Day!!! For me anyhow the work is done, volunteering efforts finished, and my vote already placed. My ensemble for the workday.

Wishing you all a Happy and SAFE Election Day!

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APOLOGIES

I owe my Dump-loving supporting friends an apology. I've been critical of the Dump presidency. But to be fair, the Dump wasn't that bad, other than,....

289 reasons to not vote for him and I'm sure some reasons are not here. So vote for Kamala... if for only to keep democracy going. If he wins, heavens forbid.

MEANWHILE.....

 ....at the Casa du Borghese...

The Mistress Borghese is receiving, and entertaining.

IN THREE WORDS

In this feature, each week I'll share a guest with you all, 

and you tell me in only three words what come to mind.

In Three Words...

Edgar Allan Poe 

AUTUMN LEAVES

 Tender Vittles loves the autumn sun....and leaves. Forget raking. If there is a pile, he runs through the pile or lounges in it. But how can one begrudge Buster his fun?