It's a couple of minutes past seven and I am lounging in the sitting room in a postprandial semi-stupor. I haven't overeaten; fact I'm quite pleased with my breakfast choices this morning.
My husband got up at oh God:30, as he's got to go 60 miles to the next county for work this morning. Despite the closed door, the sound of his shower this morning awakened me, A full hour before I actually needed to be up. So be it. I would rather awaken to him still here, than to an empty bed & his car gone from our driveway.
I padded off to the kitchen and nosed about in the refrigerator. 15 minutes later I returned to the sitting room, breakfast tray in hand. On it was a small pot of Earl Grey, one diced plum in a quarter cup of cottage cheese, two toasted quesadillas (Low-fat pepper jack, and thin corn tortillas toasted on a dry hot pan), & a small bowl of cherry tomatoes out of a patient's garden. (I get to take care of some of the nicest people you will ever meet!) I took a quarter cup of Fage Greek yogurt plus a micro avocado I snagged at the market the other day, to top the quesadillas. All in all, both delicious and quite satisfying.
I'm sitting here now trying to pay attention could Chuck Hagel as he's testifying in the Senate about the goings on in Syria and Iraq. Code Pink has a ready been escorted out. I still haven't figured out what to make of the current state of affairs and the Levant, nor in truth am I likely to. ISIL/ISIS and they're beheadings horrify me and yet I really have no idea what is an appropriate tactical response to them. I have often said that hatred does not spring up in a vacuum and yet, The execution/murders of aid workers and journalists based on their countries of origin and televising them is an atrocity, as well as a reminder of just what horrific cruelty our species is capable of. (And you wonder why I really just want to go back to bed right this minuteā¦)
I had once thought that I might consider doing medical relief work somewhere in the third world, once I retire. However, seeing aid workers being martyred & medical workers returning to this country with Ebola gives me pause.
Well there goes another Code Pink person, being hauled out of the Senate hearing while screaming "out of Iraq!" Enough navelgazing for one day; I need to get my ass showered and off to work.
My husband got up at oh God:30, as he's got to go 60 miles to the next county for work this morning. Despite the closed door, the sound of his shower this morning awakened me, A full hour before I actually needed to be up. So be it. I would rather awaken to him still here, than to an empty bed & his car gone from our driveway.
I padded off to the kitchen and nosed about in the refrigerator. 15 minutes later I returned to the sitting room, breakfast tray in hand. On it was a small pot of Earl Grey, one diced plum in a quarter cup of cottage cheese, two toasted quesadillas (Low-fat pepper jack, and thin corn tortillas toasted on a dry hot pan), & a small bowl of cherry tomatoes out of a patient's garden. (I get to take care of some of the nicest people you will ever meet!) I took a quarter cup of Fage Greek yogurt plus a micro avocado I snagged at the market the other day, to top the quesadillas. All in all, both delicious and quite satisfying.
I'm sitting here now trying to pay attention could Chuck Hagel as he's testifying in the Senate about the goings on in Syria and Iraq. Code Pink has a ready been escorted out. I still haven't figured out what to make of the current state of affairs and the Levant, nor in truth am I likely to. ISIL/ISIS and they're beheadings horrify me and yet I really have no idea what is an appropriate tactical response to them. I have often said that hatred does not spring up in a vacuum and yet, The execution/murders of aid workers and journalists based on their countries of origin and televising them is an atrocity, as well as a reminder of just what horrific cruelty our species is capable of. (And you wonder why I really just want to go back to bed right this minuteā¦)
I had once thought that I might consider doing medical relief work somewhere in the third world, once I retire. However, seeing aid workers being martyred & medical workers returning to this country with Ebola gives me pause.
Well there goes another Code Pink person, being hauled out of the Senate hearing while screaming "out of Iraq!" Enough navelgazing for one day; I need to get my ass showered and off to work.
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Date: 2014-09-17 08:57 am (UTC)In return, the Corporations get another 10 years of record profits.