Good Bye November 2021

I’ll miss you. You granted me some really nice weather, warm and sunny days, the kind I enjoy. You gave me activities that kept me imbibed in red wine which I really loved. You goaded me into starting the Second Annual Lions Winter Coat Drive. I stood outside on the one cold day, and shook my bucket for dollars and cents so my Lions Club could buy Thanksgiving dinners for some people who are down and out. Although I came home frigid I had fun greeting people with a warm smile and a quick quip.

I especially liked the three days when I got to send my kids birthday cards, although it is hard to believe they are adults on the verge of retirement and not toddlers. The visits with my only daughter turned into fun when she and her husband related the activities of their children. I especially love it when they tell me about my grandkids activities and I remember myself doing the same things. My wish is that they are having as much fun doing them as I did.

All month my lovely and I have become more acquainted with specialists who relieve pain by the barbaric method of twisting and crunching the body into conformance, and then treating the same places with electro-stimulation and light therapy. The amazing thing is that it works. This not curing the body, but it is reducing, and/or eliminating pain. This is one type of treatment that I never believed in and put into the same category as Chinese herbs and teas.

Another joy to behold was attending the funeral of a very good Lion friend. He was my mentor. His personality was a little gruff, but underneath he was all mush and kindness. When I asked him about the history of the club, so I might lead them in a traditional way he spent hours explaining how it was when he was President. He was a member of the old guys section and often they became boisterous and obnoxious in their comments about the new guys and their dumb ways. He helped me understand so I was able to steer the ship through troubled waters safely.

Every year I set a goal to read fifty-two books, and every year I get to forty when time runs out. This year, I am currently reading number fifty-one and have two more novels parked on my desk ready to be read. The book I’m reading is the history of Asian immigrants coming into America, and now I can see why the Liberals think we are a racist country, because we were. Their problem is that they believe we are still racist, and they are dead wrong.

Cute smart preschool girl reading books in library or at home. Kids early learning and home education concept.

There were some days when the mere thought of going outside to clean up the garden incited my body into extreme laziness and spasms of muscular pain. Thankfully, I counted to five, took the step, and went outside to dredge the pond, clear the leaves, and cut back all the tall stuff growing around the water’s edge. As I did those things I remembered back thirty years when a much younger Joe loved working in a much larger yard when it was cloudy, grey and forty degrees out. Those days energized me and nourished my soul. This year though, after two hours I came in drenched in sweat, and so tired I never moved another muscle for the remainder, but I still decided I loved doing the work.

Another November project was the annual Christmas Card design. In years past I went to my art file and pulled a drawing that I could work into a card. This year “I had a dream” that my message should involve Morty Angel my cartoon character. The concept involved all new art work so I wound up drawing pictures which took way too long only because I am out of practice and my hands don’t move as fluidly as they did when I drew last. Then, I had to relearn software that I use once a year and which is no longer supported by Microsoft because it is too old.

Tomorrow, I welcome December 1, 2021 with a to-do list a mile long, and even though December has thirty-one days they will pass in a flash and I will be toasting my lovely on New Year’s Eve at 12:00:01 A.M. on the first of January 2022.

Trump Effect?

I love this time of the year. I look forward to reading Christmas cards from  my friends. Yesterday, I received a card that took me by surprise. It is little known that Frankfort, IL is home to a mosque. For all the years(26) I have lived here the mosque has been kept a secret. It is on a country road hidden in the woods at the end of a curvy drive so it is hidden from the street. I have no idea as to how many Muslims worship here. So, when I opened my mail I was shocked to find a card from the American Islamic Center shown below.

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Could it be that the religion of peace is finally finding religion? Are the Muslims of Frankfort waking up to what it really means to have freedom? I pray they do, because if they can make up their minds  to accept that they are a religion, and not a political ideology they can survive in the USA peacefully. What they have to work at over time is convincing us that they will not radicalize, and begin Jihad or self-immolation in the name of Islam.

What puzzles me is why are they suddenly sending cards at Christmas time to wish us all blessings and everlasting friendship? Could it be related to President-elect Donald Trump’s message about the Muslim threat in America?

The Muslim’s guarantee to freedom of religion is based on the premise they do not pose a threat to the Christian population. Contrary to what Obama so boldly announced we are still a Christian Nation. Christians can and will embrace Muslims as friends when they can be confident that doing so will not make martyrs out of us.

I hope they are honest about the wishes expressed on this card for one simple reason, I am at an age where the human body begins to  wear out, and I will need medical help in the future. It is damned hard to find non-muslim doctors in this area, and because I have been decreed to be an Islamophobe by Liberals it would be dangerous for me to allow myself to be treated by a muslim for fear of being declared an infidel, and become prey for an easy take down.

 

The War On Christmas

I haven’t been shopping much this year until today. I had several things on my list, so off I went store shopping on dark cloudy grey Cyber Monday. I figured shopping the stores would be safer than buying online and subjecting myself to hacking.

My first stop was at Alsip Nursery. I haven’t been there since June. Usually, they are filled to capacity with Christmas stuff. Don’t get me wrong, they still have quite a selection of decorations and trees, but I estimate they have about a third of past years. I wanted some funky globes to hang on my tree. Last year they had really wild colors that appealed to me, this year nothing. They did feature a short section of giant balls of traditional colors.  If I hung one of those on my tree it would fall over. The usual aisles of Christmas tree ornaments were not there. I failed to buy anything but bird seed.

My next stop was Home Depot. There, the selection of ornaments was either all sold out or very small. I did, however find some globes in the colors I wanted. I bought them.

I parked at the local super market and it began raining as I walked to the store. I flew through the aisles picking up fruit, dairy, meat, vitamins, and then to the Christmas card section. I needed to buy one card for our care-taker. She wanted a non-religious card to send to friends in Europe. “Something with flowers,” she told me; I visioned Poinsettia. Both Hallmark and American Greetings were on display. They had cards for mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, grandsons, grandparents, etc, but a very limited selection of general greetings. What struck me funny was the lack of anything portraying Christ, Santa, Rudolph, Angels, Shepherds, civilized Arab kings on camels, poinsettias, stars, or decorated trees. They were replaced by highly stylized versions of junk. The wishes inside were very generic and blasé.

What happened to “When you care enough to send the very best?” I say they no longer care for Christmas. They forgot that Jesus is the reason for the season just like all the rest of the World. I guess little kids no longer believe in Santa Claus or Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer either. I wonder if next year I’ll find ISIS warriors with dynamite vests and holding RPG’s on my cards, or worse yet the same warrior holding a severed head by the hair.

I stood outside under the canopy for a moment waiting for the rain to subside. Visions of the debate to take the umbrella, or not, streamed through my mind. Regrettably, the pansy me lost the argument to the macho me, and the umbrella stayed in the car. The rain seemed to slow a bit so I made a run for it pushing my cart to the car(picture a 78 year old guy running). By the time I unloaded and reloaded, my Levis were soaking to the knees with icy cold dampness.

Next stop was Walgreen’s for a look at their card selection. I found the same result, but I picked a simple white and baby-blue card with a snow-scene to satisfy the request.

From this point on, when I care to send the very best I will make it myself. I sure as hell will not spend five bucks to buy an atheist designed greeting card to send to my friends who still celebrate the birth of our Savior Jesus Christ.

Here are examples of real Christmas cards:

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