Civilized b'fast....

I've just gotten back into bed. My husband is gone for the weekend for a meeting, so I'm on my own. I awoke a couple of hours ago, tried going back to sleep without success. I decided b'fast was in order.

Coffee. Organic cottage cheese over a mix of organic fruit (1 small Italian plum, some blackberries & a small fuyu persimmon off my tree). Slice of gf toast topped with sliced organic red onion, olive laced cream cheese & an ounce of smoked salmon. A sliced heirloom tomato from a friend's garden.

Some morning talking heads about the pending election and I've had enough. Now back in bed, attempting another hour or two of sleep.

Junk drawer? Check.

The top drawer I've the dresser is empty. The dust, dirt and detritus was vacuumed up, and the drawer was wiped down with a damp cloth.

Kellyanne Conway offends me...

This is the woman who allegedly is running Trump's campaign.

Oily. Enough so she gives Ted Cruz a run for his money. Smarmy. Oh so smarmy! She smiles so sweetly, but without involvement of he eyes. It feels incredibly false.

She brings out things in me I don't like. I saw here interviewed by one of the talking heads on MSNBC this evening, after FBI director Comey announced they've found nothing new in the email on Anthony Weiner's laptop and the determination they made last July about not recommending any further action against Hillary Clinton remains unchanged. Watching Conway I thought, "that smarmy b@tch". I cannot remember the last time that pejorative rattled around in my head in reference to someone specific. That the thought entered my mind makes me uncomfortable. It didn't get uttered. It didn't have to. Suffice it to say she offends me deeply.