No steps today or yesterday. Bed or napping in my chair was the order of the day. I did go to the door to inspect the fallen tree. I looked out the kitchen window and determined the Elm was standing except for many little limbs. Someone needs to go to back yard and inspect the roof. The neighbor across the street has many roof shingles flapping along the edge of the roof. The same thing happened to his rental a few months ago in the same place, so I wonder if the owner even repaired the flapping shingles.
I am eating the rest of the chicken alfredo dish for dinner. The broccoli and pimientos made it look like a dish appropriate for Christmas. Tommy ate a hamburger with the rest of the chopped hamburger and slaw. He gave us both such large helpings that it will take another hour to eat my helping.
Read no further unless you can read the following as information, not an attack.
"The use of the bid paddle in ancient Rome can be traced back to the Roman Republic, which lasted from 509 BC to 27 BC. It was used as a means of voting, with each voter holding a small wooden tablet to indicate their vote. The tablet was marked with the name of the candidate they supported. This method of voting was known as tabellae, and it was used for both public and private elections."
There are pages of information in this article. Yet, nowhere is a paddle equated with racism. No auction house is excoriated for the use of paddles as racist. Other governments use the paddles for recognition and to vote. Only recent Republican attacks mention racism when talking about Democrats with paddles protesting in Congress.
I am still on the verge of a heart attack or stroke from his speech with all the attitude and cruelty. No, being sick is not affected by this state of chaos. I did not even turn on my cell phone today. We did put away the Santa and two deer on a table. Progress!
