I Can Be Snazzy Sometimes Friday Round-Up

I have a sequined jacket and these boots, but I don’t wear them at the same time. I did wear the boots today to the last Commission on Aging meeting of 2024, mostly because a fellow commissioner came to an event earlier in the week with red patent leather boots. This emboldened me. 2025 is the year I bust out of my fashion shell. Hello cat.

Nancy Pelosi took a hard fall today, and some folks are blaming her stilettos. Old girl escaped from people trying to kill her on January 6th, probably wearing the same stilettos, so I’m more inclined to blame a chip in the marble stairs or some guy in front of her not getting out of the way fast enough. Nancy could run a marathon in stilettos, all while talking on the phone and tearing the wrapper off a beef stick with her teeth. I love Nancy Pelosi (can you tell), and I hope this broken hip business isn’t the start of some horrible slippery slope business.

A dear colleague gave me a new little notebook today inscribed with a phrase I’d written in a note I slid over to her during a meeting a few months ago. People who ‘circle back’ drive me crazy. Say your piece at the right time and then if you think of something incredibly germane later, tell your spouse in the kitchen when you get home from work. That’s what the process of making dinner is for – cocktail hour and explaining all the great things you could’ve said at the big meeting but didn’t.

Trump right now is backtracking fast on his big claim that he and only he could instantly lower grocery prices. And we are all, duh. While he tries to cover his little, tiny footprints on this, don’t lose track of the fact that his Project 2025 friends are unrolling their sleeping bags all over the federal government. Also, don’t think that ‘good Republicans’ will ever show up. They won’t. When is it time to work on the mid-terms? Now would be good.

The ground is too cold to put up a lawn sign, but I will when it thaws. Our alderman died last month and so there are several people running for his seat. I don’t like this. It feels weird, untoward, too soon. But the beat goes on. People need representation. The period of mourning in politics is very short. It’s rough out there.