IrishAyes
IrishAyes's JournalThings have sure changed.
In San Francisco you could smoke pot in front of cops on the beat. Nobody bothered you if you didn't bother anyone else.
It's also the worst hypocrisy to criminalize weed when worse substances like tobacco and liquor are legal. I'm all for legalization of recreational weed, too.
Thank you, I ran over at top speed.
I also got spoiled to caftans, tunics, and dashikis when I lived where I now think of as 'abroad', though often it was only outside the MidWest. In this tiny town they even have a 10-cent clothes closet which most people visit for clothes that are still nice, even some expensive ones with the tags still on. There's a tiny cadre of uber-rich people here. Less than 5K people in a huge county, fewer than 2K in the county seat, and most people are far worse off than I am. But when a tiny town supports 4 major branches of big banks, you know there's $ somewhere.
Anyhow, the clothing selection's fine for everyday yard work and regular bumming around, but someone like me w/what they call 'foreign' tastes, nothing fun to wear can be found. Thank you for tipping me off to a great online store where the prices are certainly competitive to many outlets, especially considering the apparent quality.
When I wear the summer caftans and floats I do have, I add jewelry and a dressy straw 'picture' hat so people don't accuse me of running around in my nightie.
Yes, many are that ignorant.
Oh, I forgot to tell you I found some Asian elephant print cotton online and made wrap-around 'fisherman' pants. If someone asks why I'm wearing what they mistake for a GOP symbol, I'll say it's okay because I'LL BE SITTING ON IT!
Sometimes we don't fully realize what we sound like unless someone else tips us off.
And I'm including every human being in the history of the world in that comment. It's a good thing to listen to one another, and I hope no one lost any skin in this exchange.
What I wound up doing with the Chows
By the time we moved here, they weren't spry enough to jump on the sofa. So I had to sit leaned back like a teenager with my feet on the floor, about 6 or 8" apart; Joy and Freedom would each lay across one foot and dare her sister to even think about touching the other one.
Oh, it wasn't half as bad as the actual trip up here. Took a few days driving alone, and I hauled the Dodge Grand Caravan behind the moving van on a transport. Since I'd removed the two rows of back seats on the Dodge, that made a dandy crash pad for us.
But the dogs had never been traveling, they didn't know what the hell was happening to their world, and all they had to cling to besides each other was me. The first time I crawled in to sleep, they were already almost at each other's throat. In total exhaustion I flopped on my back and closed my eyes. At least it occurred to me to throw my arms out on either side so Joy and Freedom would have a hand to claim. When I fell asleep (or passed out) they were almost nose to nose over my chest, raising bloody hell between them. I remember thinking at that point that I didn't really care if they killed each other AND me, my world had been turned upside down too. Turns out a drug dealer from Phoenix had bought my ranch - he arrived two days early and kept trying to run me off with a gun. I hadn't slept for days before that, and his behavior didn't bring the sandman either.
Anyway, next thing I knew it was morning of the second day and the dogs and I were still alive. Absolute miracle we got here w/o vehicular manslaughter too, because I was really unfit to drive. But when you're in that condition, you don't realize it.
But Brigid and Molly can both jump on the sofa and settle on either side of me, plus when they get too old to jump, I'll buy them little steps.
Wow. I'm really late to this thread.
But I only just now found DUmarketplace. Now I'll look here first when I have $ to spend.
Since many of us are strong boycotters against non-union-made goods, here's an idea:
Do you personally approve of the other website I mentioned? (didn't mean to throw it in your face, honest)
If so, maybe we could start a petition somewhere to get them to accept your most excellent design, and their products are union-made USA. How about it?
Although I have no experience whatever in starting online petitions, I hear it's relatively easy. And I certainly sign at least several every week that land in my private email inbox at a different place from DU.
If anyone else wants to chime in with help or suggestions, please feel free.
Don't worry, they won't.
Conservatives hate the gubmint until THEY need it, then they'll run each other over getting in line for those blessings they want to deny others.
Zazzle carries a great line, folks
But I don't appreciate your anti-liberal selections. I think I'd rather get my gear at democraticstuff.com maybe. At least from somewhere that I feel more comfortable spending my admittedly limited funds.
The fourth one down from the top
Might refer to Big Dog and Little Dog. I saw an interview with the two on GMA and learned they're neighbors. The little boy bestowed the nicknames because the two fellas have sort of adopted each other. His parents were delayed arriving to pick him up, but Big Dog was right there. What a beautiful story.
It could come to that.
Only problem is, she wouldn't get her exercise.
Then again, how much exercise would she get in a swing set sized enclosure?
Then again, I remember how some dogs will 'hold it' to extend the length of a walk. With such a stubborn little cuss, we could be out there for hours.
Actually, she seems to have repented somewhat. After relenting early yesterday afternoon, she's stuck to me like glue. For now at least all I need to do is step out on the porch and she comes running. Of course I pick her up and cuddle her as I always did.
Brigid doesn't understand why I no longer try to carry both of them at once, but then she's doubled in size and tripled in weight since arriving. When she fills out properly, I expect her to weigh around 25 lbs. I'm strong but not that strong. When Brigid matures enough to actually snuggle instead of spinning and jumping like a ball of live electricity, neither one will get to monopolize Mom's lap on the sofa. They'll have to settle down on either side of me and just lay their sweet little heads together. Joy and Freedom, the chows, used to do that but it always turned into a jealous growling match.
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