We are in full swing of lazy here. Presents have been mostly put away. Exceptions are the gifts that are project natured.
Superhandsome built this 1000 piece puzzle with some help from Sunshine Boy and I. It took him less than 24 hours.
Link built his Lego Buckingham Palace
Also over the break we spend time revisiting our favorite movie series. This year we opted for The Lord of the Rings triology.
The Ents are one of my favorite characters. Treebeard is old and wise. At first, he is more worried about where the female Ents have gone then the silliness thatvthe hobbits tell him. He believes that his kind are above the ongoing war in the world around him. Which, funny enough is a stance that so many Americans take as well. He is finally compelled to join the war only when he is shown proof that his people have already suffered and died due to the evil of Saurman and the orcs.
What Americans don’t seem to understand like this Ent, Treebeard, is that you can’t keep the evil out by stopping immigration. It’s not that easy and unfortunately many people bought Trumps bluster about it, hook, line and sinker. I wish it was that easy. Power is corptuable. Men are coruptable. If we don’t collectively take care of each other we will be destroyed.
What Tolkien embodies in his story, is that evil can not be allowed to flourish in any society because it will affect everyone in the world. Even the Hobbits that seemed so safe in their beloved shire.
This weekend was the first week that I have stepped off my political soap box a bit. Don’t get me wrong, I am still horrified about our president elect and his cabinet choices are equally disgusting. But with the oncoming holiday season I am trying to direct my energy else where to enjoy my family.
Friday, Superhandsome and I went to the wine expo wit two other American women. We went with the purpose to add to my wine growing collection.
We spent Most of Saturday cooking our Thansgivnf feast. This year we opted for a smoked turkey from a local company owned by an American and to supplement it with some thighs and legs Superhandsome picked up at the store.
We had our usual menu: turkey. Sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, Superhandsomes homemade yeast rolls, mashed potatoes and I used a pre-made gravy from M&S. The rub and smoked Turkey was good but I did not want the flavors in my gravy. So I took a short cut. We also made a pumpkin and apple pie. This year I think I finally have the pumpkin correct. I have been working hard to get the texture and spice to Superhandsomes’ preference. I think I finally have that part figured out. My only problem was that I did not precook the crust long enough. Hopefully when I make the next pie I will have it perfected.
We spent Thanksgiving with an American couple that we know. They did not go home so we adopted them for our feast. It was a lovely time and we made sure to drink Champagne and wine.
Sunday we had a great family day. We took the boys to the newest installment of JK Rowlings magical world of Fantastical Beaats and Where to find them. It was great fun to sit in the cinema and lose myself into the magical world again. I have missed the magical world.
Of course we never truly left France. Before the show the lady next to me tried to claim my seat that was covered with my coat with her own coat. Superhandsome had to give her dirty looks and then explain the seat would be occupied shortly. Also during the movie I kept smelling smelly body oder. I finally figured out it was the teen boys sitting in front of us. Thankfully the magic of the movie was so good that it was easy to ignore the smell and the annoying lady next to me.
It was a magical weekend and a good recharge for my batteries. Hooray for positive family time.
Post Election Trauma has left me sludging through the proverbial mud on Facebook. Shockingly (not really) many of my misinformed friends still feel the need to post wrong information.
It has been a long 8 years in which I watched so many of my ‘friends’ and even some family say some very horrible things about our president. I understand he was not their choice but to throw that much disrespect on the highest political office in our nation was very offensive to me. Some of my Christian friends even posted memes wishing for him to die. I was appalled.
I applaud Hillary’s request to lay down anger and hate with the intent to find common ground and love. I really do. But the fact is I don’t think it’s possible. I have watched these people spew so much hatred toward Obama, Hillary and even personally attacked me for my views.
It is even harder when I hear that young children are saying hateful, racists and sexist things in the high school my sons would have attended in Indiana. I think so many of us have sat by so long on the sidelines that it has given the conservatives that have racist, bigoted views the idea that this behavior is ok. I have news for them. It’s. Not. I will not just shit up and move on. Arguements telling me that no one rioted after Obama was elected president are weak. Obama was not spouting racist, hate messages. The reports of hate crimes have risen since Election Day.
Conservatives are asking me to wait and have hope. Every time Trump makes an announcement for who he’s planning to tap for his cabinet, I am further appalled. He has tapped Priebus the ultimate Washington insider to head his cabinet. He is tapping Banon the loudest, nastiest, conservative voice who has shouted over every other opinion and voice of reason to take a seat on his cabinet. Freedom of speech watchers should take note now. The man he wants to dismantle the EPA, Ebell is a climate change denier. If you have doubts that climate is changing and the sea water is not rising I invite you to look up what the city of Miami was dealing with, daylight flooding and how they had to deal with it. In other news Trump has apparently asked for his children to have top security clearances, this sounds awfully mafia like to me….
Meanwhile in Paris… I will not be quiet. I have some protest marching planned this weekend and I will do more. I will do more.
So today I woke up and watched the tale end of the US election. I was immediately upset. It was obvious that my candidate of choice, HRC was not going to win.
I met a friend for coffee and on my way to see her, thecelection was called and I cried. I have to admit I am scared. I am scared because I am a woman. Because I have family members and friends that are LGBYQ+. Becuause I have friends and family that have pre-existing conditions. Because I don’t want the US to do away with the EPA and allow fracking, oil drilling, and mining on Federal lands. Because I don’t want anymore pipelines. Because I want the US to stay part of the Paris Climate Agreement and not stop paying billions to the UN. I have cried on and off all day long. I have alternated beteeen sadness and being completely furious. I have started a list on who I am the maddest at regarding this whole debacle.
I don’t want to come back to the US with Trump as president. I don’t want to live in the country/world he is planning to create. The Republican Party once represented me. But no longer will I identify republican and I will never live in a republican state.
I want us to move forward not to move backward. Sadly all Trump has managed to do is truly polarize America. Hate won. Humanity lost. The glass ceiling still exists and sexual harassment is now a preferred trait in our leaders. Soon he maybe able to officially add childhood rapist and running a fraudulent university to his list. What kind of leader have we saddled ourself with? What kind of people would willingfilly choose him? I find myself very carefully examining all the relationships that I have with people that voted Trump and for the first time in my life I really consider if I want to continue those relationships. Not only for me but also my children.
How many men are going to be trying to sexually assault me by ‘grabbing my pussy’ when I return? It’s apparently ok and a thing now. And the way the US system works the burden of truth is placed on the vitcim. So if I am grabbed I likely won’t be able to get the police to do anything. They will examine and question my style of dress and who I sleep with and all my other habits before they will do anything about some little sexual assault. Our system is not set up to help victims. It’s set up to traumatize them further.
Thank you America for choosing a pice of shit for a president. We had the classiest president we have had since the Bushes were in office and you had to follow him with trash. You are what you elect. I do want you Trump supporters to know that my candidate did win the popular vote so I’m not part of your mess. It’s all on you. I have a feeling I will be telling I told you so very, very soon. Remember he’s only out for number 1, and last I checked you are not number 1.
This morning I was musing over my French life, which actually should be called my American life in France and decided I wanted to do more blog posts about my observations and personal experiences. Specifically observations of the people around me. I have to admit I am taking this inspiration from a guy who took his experiences working at Target as a cashier. They were funny and even cute. I don’t expect mine all to be the same, but I do hope that you will all find them interesting. I feel a bit more challenged then the Taeget guy because most of my interactions are limited to observations and nonverbal cues.
So in no special order. Here are my recent experiences:
I was riding the metro when I received the call that Lily had cancer. I immediately started crying and I cried the whole way home. A very nice French girl took pity on my tears and very sweetly handed me a pack of tissues as she exited the metro. She was in a different section of the car and walked to me to give it to me.
Again on the metro, we were at the stop I needed and I lifted the door handle repeatedly and the door was not opening. A man who was probably in his late 20’s early 30’s tapped my shoulder and kind of giggled as he motioned to me that the door opened on the other side. I thanked him in French. He laughed a bit more and said a few words in French that I did not understand. I think he was being silly and joking a bit with me but obviously I can’t be sure.
Link and I had went to retrieve our dogs from a pick up point and we had to take the tram. We had transferred from the metro to the tram and we were waiting at the station. Two of the RATP workers approached is and told us dogs were not allowed on the tram but they would make an exception for us today. I thanked them. They stayed in our car until we left. I am not sure if it was not ensure we were not ticketed by someone else or if it was because of another reason. Link and I felt very conscious about the whole ordeal.