Summer's View

 December 31, 2016 The champagne has been uncorked...not celebrating the end of the year or the beginning of a new year. Celebrating that I lived another year and made it through the worst presidential campaign of my lifetime. I figure I may have two or three (on average) more presidential elections if the "creek don't rise and the Lord is willing"...(or something like that) And then again maybe we won't have any more elections... I have had some bad years -- 2004 was the worst when I lost my son and my sister,  but aside from my grandson graduating from UNCG, this year really sucked!! Not feeling very optimistic about the New Year, but I do love champagne...guess it is time to put on my "big girl panties" and fight like a woman!!    I do wish everyone all the best for a Happy New Year...may all your dreams come true. May your electricity not be hacked by the Russians. May you find affordable health insurance and jobs that put food on the table and a

    About ten days ago, my door bell rang.  I was going to ignore it since we have been hunkered down for the last seven months while living in a gated community.  We don't get visitors and we don't visit anyone.  But the door bell rang again very persistently so I knew it was my next door neighbor.  Reluctantly I went to the door, she had her mask on and I said just a minute so I could get my mask. Instead of calling me, she chose to come to my house to advise us that they would be gone the following week.  Here are some highlights of our conversation: Me:  I don't like wearing a mask, but I know it is necessary. Neighbor:  I think it might be a hoax. Me:  No, it's real. Neighbor:  Biden is too old to be president.  He has dementia. Me:  No he doesn't.  He had a stutter as a young boy and sometimes he has to pause...  Seriously, you think he has dementia when there is a person in the WH who cannot complete a sentence and speaks in circles. Neighbor:  Well, Biden is