Stream of consciousness leads to mini rant

Yesterday,

it poured and poured,

today it is,

beautiful,

really beautiful,

blue sky,

crisp air,

Fall is in the air.

Today,

the kiddies are,

going back to school,

they look cute,

with their,

new clothes,

and,

their new school bags,

back to school,

makes me nostalgic,

for a simpler time,

maybe,

a happier time,

maybe?

Probably not,

adults have,

selective amnesia,

about,

just how hard,

other parts,

of our lives,

were.

I’ve been reading,

a lot,

of romance lately,

some of it,

has been quite satisfying,

and well written,

I really liked,

Kim Baldwin’s Force Of Nature,

and look forward to reading,

more of her stuff.

I’ve also been,

reading the Janet Flanner journals,

turns out she was a dyke,

who knew:-)

I found a picture of her,

with my man Hem,

I thought,

I would share with you all.

Interesting face,

kind of a tough looking,

‘broad’

seems to like Hem.

Her journals are incredible,

so honest and insightful.

They are quite the contrast,

to the lesbian romances,

and anthologies,

I have been reading,

at the same time.

Don’t get me wrong,

I like romance,

but,

I can’t stand cliché.

Of course,

cliché and stereotypes,

are by no means,

the exclusive,

terrain of lesbian romance,

and erotica anthologies,

but,

I’m sick of the woman as fruit,

school of thought,

and on the other side,

I’d really like to know,

who these women,

who long to fellate dildos are,

I mean,

really, who are they?

A few weeks ago,

my friend FS at My Words,

asked could we please get,

a believable movie love story.

I agree I’d like that as well,

and maybe,

a book or two,

about women,

who are real,

sexy,

intelligent,

with problems,

and,

joy,

who love women,

not because of childhood trauma,

just because,

they are attracted to them,

always have been,

always will be,

Oh I don’t know maybe,

I’m just cranky,

maybe,

I’ll go for a walk.

Herein endeth the rant.

Later girls,

BB

 

 

monday morning musings

It’s a cloudy,

blustery day,

perfect day,

for laundry,

on the,

clothesline,

fluttering away,

being infused with,

oxygen.

Mom’s been washing,

since early,

she has a method,

and,

it’s best,

not to interfere:-)

Unfortunately,

we couldn’t make,

the play last night,

it poured,

buckets.

Stayed home,

and,

watched,

John Adams.

Couldn’t possibly,

say enough,

good things,

about that series,

if you are interested,

in history,

in politics,

in people,

who bring real change,

to the world,

it’s a series for you.

One of the things,

I liked most about it,

is the depiction,

of the deep,

love and friendship,

of John and Abigail Adams,

partners,

lovers,

friends,

they depended,

on each other,

who wouldn’t want,

an Abigail,

as an advisor,

a strong shoulder,

an attentive ear,

a love unconditional,

inspiring:-)

I went to,

the library,

yesterday,

and took,

out a volume,

of Janet Flanner’s,

Paris Journals,

it covers the years,

1944 to 1965,

many writers,

refer to Flanner,

as an inspiration,

and someone,

to read,

I like memoirs,

and journals,

these are more,

columns,

she wrote for,

The New Yorker,

for many years,

I love,

The New Yorker,

you all know that:-)

Big book,

will take a while,

I’ll keep you,

posted on my progress,

through it.

Some,

very sad news,

this morning,

the leader of,

The New Democratic Party,

and Official Leader of the Opposition,

Jack Layton,

died at his home,

last night,

he was a nice man,

who brought,

hope and optimism,

to the often,

tired,

democratic process,

our country will miss,

his voice,

his charm,

his enthusiasm,

Godspeed Jack.

Later girls,

BB