The Sun Also Rises

Morning At Lighthouse Point

I started writing  my blog at 5:00 discouraged by Trump's lead but now it's  9:30, all four of us are up and Michigan just turned blue giving Biden more of a chance to win. Hallelujah.  There's hope. 

It took a lot out of me to get up this morning at 5:00 but once awake, I knew I could not get back to sleep after last night's discouraging election results. I obviously did not see America clearly and thought Biden would win in a landslide.  Wishful thinking I guess with my hopes for a sane, empathetic, and honest President.  Most of my friends feel the way I do and we are clearly out of step with a good half of Americans. So be it. 

The Cat Whisperer

Clay And A Bouquet

I felt sorry for myself back in the early 2000s for having to live through eight years of Dubya.  Now those years look like Utopia after four years of Trump and most likely, four more.  His winning won't affect me much, just my grandchildren, their hopes for the future.  Finally, Trump speaks to an America I don't understand, one that I have to respect and get to know.  I don't think I have been living in a bubble of like-minded souls but I guess I have. 

Optimistic Pessimists

As I finish this, it's just about 7:00 and everyone is still asleep except me, having been up now for two hours.  Looking at the papers, Biden still has a slight chance of winning but I think that's just more wishful thinking by the lying media, the fake New York Times, and Washington Post. As I think about a Trump win, the worst part will be his dominating the airways and papers for four more years. Somehow I will have to learn to just turn him off, shut him out, let him babble without listening, a survivual strategy. 

We spent yesterday getting ready for what we thought was going to be an exciting evening. We were spending the evening and night at our friends, Linda and Ron's house. Our morning was the usual, kayaking, the blog, breakfast but I had a car appontment at Finn's at 9:00, so I left for Niobe at 8:30, to get an oil change, tire rotation, and NY State Inspection.  I dropped the car off and went for a forty five minute walk as I usually do at Finn's and when I finished, my car was ready and I was home by 11:00.  For some reason, we wanted to leave the house in good shape, so Evie spent a good part of daily cleaning and vacuuming and I worked outside in the yard, raking up two barrels of deadfall, most of it from our willow.  Early afternoon, the sun came out after a gray morning, making it pleasant to be outside.

Amish Log Pulling

Lunch was the leftover pork and sauerkraut and I watched another episode of Babylon Berlin. I spent the afternoon reading, working in the yard as I mentioned, oblivious to the pending apocalypse yet to come that evening.  We left for Linda and Ron's at 5;00, full of optimism and hope.  We immediately started watching the beginning of the election results and slowly, as the evening waned, we became less and less optimistic and by 8:00, it became clear that there would be few if any upsets for Biden, with Trump winning in Florida, North Carolina, and Georgia, three states the pundits thought Biden could win.  Our evening was, however, made palatable by great food, a crab, shrimp, and fish chowder from Linda, chicken wings from Evie, lots of snacks to keep us from going crazy and alcohol of course. Somehow we stayed up until midnight, as the votes for Trump in the Rust Belt surprised all but Tucker Carlson and Fox News who predicted the polls showing Biden leading comfortably were nothing but fake news.  I wonder if I should join the hordes and become a Fox News viewer during the next four years? 

Tuesday Afternoon At The Lake