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Lots of Thoughts - Dec 3, 2017

It's been forever since I've had time to blog...............I want to, but I rarely have the extra time to actually put my thoughts on paper.  That creative writer in me cries, and the angry advocate rages at all the missed opportunities to vocalize concerns.  Sometimes, I try to placate these two, but emotions are so often impossible to quell with sentiment.

American society is in a state of flux - it's horrible.  Even now, as I have chili in the crockpot and pumpkin roasting in the oven to make some pumpkin butter tomorrow, my mind wants desperately to take some time and process out all the thoughts jumbled in there.

First..........I am utterly disappointed in the NFL and the players for their spoiled sense of superiority and entitlement.  If the non-white players feel exploited, then stop taking the millions of dollars in pay and instead turn that money over to causes.  It is the greed of the franchise and the owners that has created the situation, not the majority of white Americans.  It's so much more about corporate greed than racism, and the liberal media has used the situation to exploit fears.  Geeze...........and I could throw in the whole entertainment industry that profits off the sales of products that are consumed by all ethnicities.  Further, the 1st Amendment grants people in the USA the opportunity to have a differing opinion in the first place.  As role models, why can't we all try to make life a better place for others instead of a hostile one?

Second..................we don't get to pick and chose our neighbors, our students, our customers.  Where did good manners and a sense of optimism go?  Seriously?  If our country were to mobilize for a massive war like in 1942 today, I don't think we could pull it off.  Cable movies get more sappy and predictable while humanity slips further and further away.  I have students in my class who want me to spoon feed them everything.............either they are too afraid to stretch out of their comfort zone or they have not opened enough of their minds to stretch; but it is a constant struggle.

Third............I have had no time to work on my novel.  I want to work on it.  I have so much I want to say.  My characters have sadly taken a very restricted backseat, and I feel I should not let them drift too far away.  My time here in Coleman has been focused on artistic endeavors, and Taylor has had so much time to play.  I want to work on her story.  What's that expression:  life is what happens when you are making plans??

Fourth............I have experimented with some canning / preserving this year.  As I type this, I am roasting pumpkin which I will use in several recipes this week.  I miss keeping up with my "Shabby 'Round the Corner" page at fb. I am still completely in love with recycling, reusing and re-purposing.  I wish I would somehow parlay this passion into a full time job.  Not that I don't love teaching Art, but I would love an opportunity to spend time working this passion of mine.  Oh, and I found this recipe for cranberry / jalapeno relish this year that I actually made for Thanksgiving dinner.  I loved it.  I am fixin to make up a huge batch to hand out as gifts.

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Here it is Dec. 30th and I am just now getting back to this.  Lots of things have changed in my life in the last 3 weeks, the biggest being becoming a foster parent to my granddaughter.  This situation might stretch out for many months, and I am adjusting to an 8 month old in my home again.  My youngest child is 19, so it's been a while since I've had to fix bottles and change diapers.  She takes up so much of my time, and I scarce get anything done when she's awake.  I had forgotten just how taxing an baby can be.  As I pray for healing and growth in the life of my daughter, I must also brace for the possibility that Sophia may be in my home for a long time.




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