Tuesday, October 20, 2026

Tacky Women - October 20, 2026

Yesterday, I did very few of the things I'd intended to do.  Didn't go vote.  Didn't drop off the check.  Didn't do anything in the craft room except make some scrap clay jewelry components, and they were nothing to write home about.  I did make the to-go breakfast pinwheels and a bodaciously good pot of soup and some fried jalapeno cornbread.  

I was already a little irked (with myself) when The Husband came home and showed me a video that someone had sent to him, a public video, made by someone we know.  It was . . . well, tacky.  Embarrassingly tacky.  Embarrassing for the person who made it more than for her victim.

A playwright once wrote, “Heav’n has no rage like love to hatred turn’d, nor hell a fury like a woman scorn’d.”

I just shook my head and said to The Husband, "Don't play that again."

Sometimes, you just gotta chalk things up to a lack of good sense and move on. 

Today, I intend to scratch at least two things off my to-do list.  

Wish me luck.











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