Head Examined

So I am going to have my head examined for any shortages in cognition based on past events, notably strokes, falls and long ago beat downs. This is gonna start next week.  Memory issues and napping at the drop of a hat along with a series of stupid mistakes are the drivers to these evaluations.  

We are changing providers in Medicare Advantage coverage because the current company has shortened their coverages to improve on their bottom line in order to better satisfy their shareholders.  These days, insurance has less to do with health and well being and more to do with shareholder value.  In my continuing effort to stay upright, I have a few medical practitioners that I really like because along with what they prescribe, THEY LISTEN TO ME.  Don't want to lose them to the insurance malaise. This will be an ongoing saga.

I have overwhelming cognitive dissonance (Leon Festinger) concerning eating meat, even though I see it as immoral.  These tastes and textures have been with me for most of my life.  My father was a part time butcher, hence we had steaks and chops for every dinner with few vegetables and always potatoes and bread at the meals.  There was a fifties mentality that defined this type of diet as a healthy one without question. Again, an ongoing saga.

I don't care about the Epstein files, released or not.  Our government employees that we are paying handsome wages to are spending far too much time on the information surrounding this dead child molester.  If Trumps name is splashed all over these files, nothing would happen to him or his presidency.  I am weary of Democratic speeches saying what a bag guy this is and spelling out all his lies.  The bottom line is that short of death, he will be our president for the next three years. We will all have to get thru it. 

The Lions won over the Cowboys this week but have so many injuries it is hard to see them going to far in the post season. We all love the coach and applaud his inspirational post game speeches.  This is definitely a team of brothers.

Snow is with us and I am not ready to be comfortable with it yet.  Sick of the cold grey days and we are just beginning.   Tired of the animated visuals on the TV weather.  Yes I know we need to bundle up.  But we still have to go to school/work and buy milk and bread.

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Morning

So, it's Thanksgiving morning. At about 5:15am I took out the partially defrosted bird of about 12 pounds and dunked it in a cold water bath in the sink.  After a couple of water changes, it was thawed enough to remove. Took out the neck and giblets, boiled them for a broth for gravy later.  Drinking my coffee from my Homeland Security mug from Katey.  Clearly states that I am a Special Agent and an investigator.  Mostly, I am investigating where all my hair has gone after Andrew clipped me last night.  Judy's only comment was that she could see a lot of pink where the hair once was. 

My one job today is the turkey.  I have read extensively on line as to the correct procedure. Still racked with nerves as to the outcome.  Will it be dry? Will it have flavor at all?  I take this all too seriously.  Well, Happy Thanksgiving to all.

 

Long ago memory

About this time of the morning, in 1963, John F Kennedy was shot and assassinated in his motorcade on the streets of Dallas TX by a lone assailant, Lee Harvey Oswald.  I was in junior high math class, taught by Richard Kekovich when the news was announced.  School was quickly dismissed and we all walked home.  This was one of the most life changing events for me and others.  We all went home to our families watching the news on our black and white televisions sets.  It was the first time I ever saw Walter Cronkite lose his composure on air.  As of today, this has become a mere footnote in our past.  Younger generations know little of this event other than the single line in a modern American history book.  

During that era, we got shots and TB tests at school, administered by the school nurse.  This was a needle placed under the skin and stuff was shot in to be reviewed in two days.  If the area was red,  you tested positive for the disease or at lease exposure.  I did not test positive.  In today's world,  could you imagine schools injecting students?  In the sixties, it was commonplace and was not questioned.

My seventh grade homeroom teacher was a big burly guy, Mr. George Depillo. This guy had forearms the size of ball bats and was a former minor league baseball player.  Mr. Depillo took the needle and whimpered in front of the class to the delight of the students watching.  He was a good teacher that went on to become a school district superintendent.  

It's a sunny cool day and the day after Andrew's 45th birthday which we will be celebrating. 

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Diners

So Phil Rosenthal (Everybody Loves Raymond, Somebody Feed Phil) is opening a diner called Max and Helens. They were his parents that appeared on his latest show.  Phil would have comedian pals send a "joke for Max." in many episodes.  As all parents do, they died.  I saw a recent interview with him where is was shared that the diner and is concept is a dying tradition.  It's really an eastern convention that serves regular home style meals like you may get for breakfast or dinner.  Coffee that flows like a river of life is served in thick ceramic cups and never is empty.  

In New Jersey there still are many of these places.  Old men gather there in the mornings to meet with their life long friends.  Men in work clothes shuffle in for breakfast before starting their labors.  Discussions over the work ahead and last nights sports event fill the air.  No one is fancy.  Everyone has their favorite waitress looking like your favorite aunt, that recognized them by name.  This was a place that just felt like home away from home.  

When I was out as a salesman,  I would stop to eat at diners always noticing mood of the places and leave quite satisfied full of the spectacular cheesecake.  

Eating together is an important ritual that has fallen off with everyone being so busy, getting thru the day jamming something in the mouth and running out the door..  Family dinners are more of a rarity because all are going in multiple directions at once. Cooking and plating and placing it in front of family members does not occur enough.

So, make soup or spaghetti or blintzes or shawarma sandwiches and eat together.  That is the key word.

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a deal?

its a helluva tradeoff.  Raise healthcare costs for millions of Americans or feed hungry citizens. So a group of Democrats caved and joined the opposition to re open the government.  They could have fought on with no hope of a change of position of the opposition.  More federal employees would not be paid and air traffic could be slowed to a stop. SNAP benefits that feed children would not be renewed and kids would go hungry.  The tradeoff will triple healthcare costs for some and eliminated healthcare for many.  This is not good.  

I have a daughter that is a federal employee that has been working without pay since the beginning of this.  I cannot imagine working for free.  Frankly, pay is the reason we do it at all. Quite frankly, they need the money for housing, food and gas in their cars.

This is not a good solution.  It is not equitable.  I am not happy about it.  But it lives in the reality we created.

New photos taken this weekend of the fam.  They turned out great.  Katey, my planner, setup the whole thing.

Happy Veterans Day to her and her brother Jon along with all who served.;  thats it.

afraid to be hopeful

I am afraid to be hopeful.  In local races around the country, Republican candidates were soundly defeated in yesterday's elections.  America has spoken.  Women have spoken and were elected to many state and local positions.  Trump said the results were because he wasn't on the ticket. These elections were in fact a referendum on his rule.   And in truth, I find myself being emotionally exhausted all the time I think of the state of our republic.  

We have visitors last night after dark.  I was upstairs with Harry letting out.  Peering out the back window, I saw a set of antlers marching across the back yard.  This was a really big guy.  Somehow Harry got out and decided to challenge the deer.  The outcome was not good.  They when eyeball to eyeball and the dog backed down.  I yelled for him to come in and reluctantly complied.  We have a fenced in yard (to keep the dogs in) and really didn't other critters would get in.  This deer leaped over the fence clearing it by about a foot; so much for fencing.

Completely unrelated subject.  Did you ever have a dream and wake up shaking and panting?  Last night I had an overflowing toilet in my dream and it terrified me.  Knew it was a dream but struggled to wake up. Retreated to the couch for the rest of the night.

always good to take a Harry picture.

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SNAP

Broke citizens that cannot afford it, are stepping up and paying for their neighbors to feed their families with food staples. Politicians are taking vacations and our president is on a tour of the far east.  World Central Kitchen will be here next preparing meals.  Federal workers are working for no pay and they too are in the food bank lines.  This shutdown is having dire consequences for most of us.  Those in gated communities are not suffering much.  

Daughter Shannon resides in a well run group home.  There are 5 residents, all adults thats are profoundly disabled.  Most are not employable but still should be cared for by our government.  All receive SNAP benefits that are now cut off.  Staff tells me they are not in trouble financially yet.  These benefits fill the refrigerator and the cupboards with food and supplies. This is essential for their care and survival.  Each resident receives SNAP and the staff spends the money at the grocery store and everybody eats their 3 meals a day.  I cannot say this any plainer.  There are no magical charity funds filling in the spaces.  

This matter needs to be resolved soon and those using ACA cannot pay the huge increase that is slated.  

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