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Oh ... and terrific sleep, too. I didn't wake up until 8:22. Wow. It's been a while.
Spent much of the day monitoring sites for news and especially photos of the various Women's marches around the world. I can't comprehend the crowds in DC but I found the description from Seattle fascinating. Apparently, there were people still waiting to join the march THREE MILES from the start. When I consider I used to live three miles from the lake when I was in midtown TO, it boggles the mind to fill that span with over 100,000 people. Supposedly our own contribution had 50,000. One of the signs I saw really grabbed me. It was a line drawing of a woman's reproductive organs with ONE significant difference: the right fallopian tube was raised, giving the finger! Right on.
Continuing to focus on nice things for myself, I finally got around to trying the cinnamon french toast bagels I'd bought a while ago (and stored in the freezer). All I did was heat one up for 20 seconds in the microwave. No butter or anything else. But - wow - it was great. Next time I'll try separating the halves (don't get me started on bagels that fall apart) and sprinkling maple bacon bits. Naturally, I'm getting hungry just thinking about it.
I should be thinking about bed but, first, I'm going to give myself a quickie paraffin hand treatment. Because lobster hands are never attractive.
Spent much of the day monitoring sites for news and especially photos of the various Women's marches around the world. I can't comprehend the crowds in DC but I found the description from Seattle fascinating. Apparently, there were people still waiting to join the march THREE MILES from the start. When I consider I used to live three miles from the lake when I was in midtown TO, it boggles the mind to fill that span with over 100,000 people. Supposedly our own contribution had 50,000. One of the signs I saw really grabbed me. It was a line drawing of a woman's reproductive organs with ONE significant difference: the right fallopian tube was raised, giving the finger! Right on.
Continuing to focus on nice things for myself, I finally got around to trying the cinnamon french toast bagels I'd bought a while ago (and stored in the freezer). All I did was heat one up for 20 seconds in the microwave. No butter or anything else. But - wow - it was great. Next time I'll try separating the halves (don't get me started on bagels that fall apart) and sprinkling maple bacon bits. Naturally, I'm getting hungry just thinking about it.
I should be thinking about bed but, first, I'm going to give myself a quickie paraffin hand treatment. Because lobster hands are never attractive.
