We saved others, will they help us save ourselves? #FightAndWrite

Well this one should hurt – I hope our leaders are listening. It hurts me to read it.

Der Spigel, a German publication is now calling for the world to band together against the USA because of President Trump.

For over two centuries we were the world’s protector and now it is my prayer that outside voices will come to save us, since our own politicians seem hell-bent on destroying us from within.

This is not a long article, and because I’m apt to tweet just about everything I read and enjoy, I wanted to call this one out, especially because it’s non-American in origin.

The writer says…

It is literally painful to write this sentence, but the president of the United States is a pathological liar. The president of the U.S. is a racist (it also hurts to write this). He is attempting a coup from the top; he wants to establish an illiberal democracy, or worse; he wants to undermine the balance of power. He fired an acting attorney general who held a differing opinion from his own and accused her of “betrayal.” This is the vocabulary used by Nero, the emperor and destroyer of Rome. It is the way tyrants think.


Trump fuses these worries of his voters with nationalism and xenophobia. That’s how demagogues work and it is how they become effective. The fact that the United States, a nuclear superpower that has dominated the world economically, militarily and culturally for decades, is now presenting itself as the victim, calling in all seriousness for “America first” and trying to force the rest of the world into humiliating concessions is absurd. But precisely because this nonsense is coming from the world’s most powerful man, it is getting trapped by him.

Until Feb. 18, I’m using the hashtag #FightAndWrite as part of a campaign to stand up against Trump. Read more about it here.

Dare to believe there is good in the world – for example, a lady gave me this cookie #FightAndWrite


On Friday when I was at one of the senior centers for my part-time job as a caregiver, I was sulking privately because I had just received some bad news about an “adventure” I had attempted (kind of like when you find out the dream job you applied for didn’t come through).

The lady I was there to visit was snoozing and I was watching television and in my mind just frustrated with so many things when out of the corner of my eye I saw a little lady zeroing in on me and walking towards me.

She took interest in my little knitting project and struck up a conversation, to which I can admit I was faking my way through, because of my disappointment in the other thing.

And then she said “Here is a cookie I got for you.”

I said, “Oh no no, that’s your cookie, no thank you.”

And she said, “No, I got this cookie for you. I see you sitting here with her [the sleeping resident] and I know how hard you all work and I just wanted to do something nice for you today so here is a cookie. It’s fresh baked.”

So of course I accepted the gift and thanked her and told her how much it means to me. This little surprise probably means nothing to most people but it was a reminder of good in this world for yet another day.

So if you need the sweetness of something unexpected and good, know I prayed for you today to have someone bring it to you!

   Through Feb. 18, I’m participating in a National Write Out. Read more here.

How do you know when the new day comes? #FightAndWrite


I have not verified the following story, but I saw it on Unvirtuous Abby‘s Facebook page.

There is a story from the Hasidic tradition of the Rabbi, who was asked one day by a student,

“How can one tell when the new day has come?”

The Rabbi reversed the question and asked his student,
“You tell me how you can know.”

The student guessed, “Is it when the rooster crows to signal a new dawn?”

“No,” the Rabbi answered.

“Is it then perhaps when one can discern the silhouette of a tree against the sky?”

“No,” he was told.

“The surest way to know when the night is over and when a new day has come is when you can look into the face of a stranger, the one who is so different from you, and recognize him as your brother. See her as your sister. Until that day comes, it will always be night.”

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Even introverts can pick up the phone and join the resistance #FightandWrite


I called all the Republican (majority) members of the US Senate Committee on Health, Education, Labor & Pensions regarding the nomination of Betsy DeVos for Secretary of Education.

Kind of feels like a whirlwind in the news right now, almost like a midnight blizzard, and because I watch & read so much news I didn’t know where to start. But for me, my thinking was, she might be one of the weakest cabinet picks, plus it’s because of the lack of education that our nation is in this divided place to begin with. 

As an introvert, I try to avoid phone calls. But I read an article about how phone calls are the number one way to “bug” a congressperson and decided to go with that, along with making some rad post cards (pictured above).

I learned that in order to find the DC phone numbers for most of these public servants, you might have to hunt. It’s kind of obvious they don’t want you calling. They’d rather you email, because it’s easier FOR THEM. Hey, when I walk into my office and I see the voice mail light blinking, I’ll admit, loathing and frustration immediately wash over me. I hate retrieving voice mail. Isn’t it easier to text? I put my cell phone number on everything! Anyways, most of their DC voice mail boxes were full. But I was able to leave a message maybe at one of their state offices. I tweeted about it as I did this too, not only so I could keep track of where I was on the list, but also because maybe it will encourage someone else.

Are you like me? Have you been quick to anger about politics but never been convicted enough before this last election to make your voice count? Come out of the comment sections of facebook and get to work. Write about it too! 

PS the rad Bernie painting above is by Steve Weed.

Where is my hope? #FightandWrite

Challenged by this quote today. I can’t honestly say most of my life choices haven’t been motivated by fear. 

Ps 121 calls me to lift up my eyes to what is big and strong and ask where my help comes from. Intellectually I know my help comes from God… The eyes of faith see that God is bigger and stronger. The feet of faith say “let’s walk.” 

I pray to walk in hope. 

I made what was supposed to be a small lap blanket into a huge queen-size bedspread in 16 days #FightAndWrite

During Christmas when I went home to visit my mom, I started wondering if I would branch out from my normal winter knitting and crochet of scarfs into an afghan. I don’t know what an afghan is. If I had to guess, I would say it’s a lap blanket?

Well I can’t follow a pattern, and I figure a blanket is just one huge scarf. And even if I could follow a pattern, I did not want anything I’d have to count and keep track of. So I literally googled “Easiest Afghan Pattern” and was led to this site:

World’s Easiest Afghan

After New Years, I got the itch, so I decided to make one and went to three different yarn stores to find something that looked study and warm. I found Lion Brand pound of love and picked out the grey, white, and yellow. Off I went.

If you’ve followed my blogs, you know I have concerns about the direction of the United States, and that those concerns got worse with the election of President Trump. You also may know that I’m an active Twitter user and maybe from that could guess that if I’m at home, I watch a lot of cable news (now that the Hallmark Christmas movie season is over) and could probably use something else to do while I obsess over my worries.

So I grabbed my “L” sized crochet hook and got to work.

Because I didn’t know what I was doing when I started it, I started it waaaay too big. I made up the stripe pattern and here we have it.

In 16 days this was done and it’s nice and warm. I love it. It’s my anti-Trump blanket. Also, it kind of looks like scrambled eggs.

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