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I made the executive decision to put some compostables in the garbage today rather than navigate this landscape to take them to the compost bin. That stuff is *ice*, not slush, and toward the back, there are several inches of water. On top of ice. Nope. Not doing it. Not even with Yaks.

But this is just the grass. The sidewalks and streets were easily navigable at 35-plus degrees and I was able to walk and get over to the Plum with no problem. And there I ran into Goosemom for some good gossip and my fave cashier Joyce was about to close her till out for the day when I got in her queue but took me as her last customer! Yay! According to the Plum Market gals, the streets were indeed iffy last night with heavy rain and temps hovering around freezing. I’m glad I didn’t need to go anywhere.

I’ve been off-and-on binge-watching the Handmaid’s Tale series for a couple weeks. I was on the verge of finishing the last episode in the first season and I was, well, tearing up. And then… My frickin’ phone rang. It was the GG. Such goooood timing. What doooo I doooo? Do I decline his call? Okay okay. I picked up. He wanted to know what I was doing. I was pretty sure he didn’t want to know that I was watching the Handmaid’s Tale but I decided to suck it up and tell him exactly that. Ridiculous polly-tickle discussion ensued. Um, I was watching it because I love a good dystopian story and I have now read the BOOK *TWICE* and I guess I just couldn’t get enough. And yes the series was hard to watch but it was good. It was *hard* to watch because human beings were enslaved.

Anyway, I do not like the Orange Baboon one iota but I am not willing to believe that our society will devolve into the fugly kind of patriarchy depicted in the Handmaid’s Tale because of his idiocracy. But more on that some other day. I am sick to death of being accused of being a communist (I am NOT) or a socialist (I am NOT) or a Bernie Sanders supporter (I am NOT) or stupid (PLEASE!). Nevertheless, when asked the question (as I was today) if I had to choose between Bernie and Trump, I’d vote for Trump, right? Well, I hope to HELL those two will not be my choices in 2020 but NONONONONONONO NOOOOOOO, I will not vote for Trump. Not ever! And I won’t vote for some marginalized third party candidate either. I WILL go with Bernie if it comes to that, at least he cares about something besides himself, which is all Trump cares about. But I’ll be in the voting booth holding my nose and praying in my own godless way.

In other news, one of my goals for the weekend was to ferret out all of the pepper and salt shakers in the Landfill Chitchen because it seemed like we have a LOT of them hanging around. Final tally? Four pepper shakers and five salt shakers. That’s just containers purchased from the grocery store. There are also the wooden mid-century modern salt shaker and pepper grinder I grew up with and probably a baggy of peppercorns to use in that pepper grinder.

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