Ken called a little bit ago and we talked about our days. When I told him that I stayed home today because of a stomach bug, what was the first thing out of his mouth?
"It was that eggplant."
Why was I not surprised? Ha ha! I had to tell him that in my brief entry this morning, I even said that I was sure it was NOT the eggplant! We got a chuckle out of that. Well, just to prove it really wasn't the eggplant, I'm eating the rest of it tonight. Boy, I'll really have egg(plant) on my face if I feel sick again tonight!
I might write more later (feeling crummy is not conducive to writing, at least for me), but in the meantime, I'll refer to an entry I made back in December. It was based on something I'd read...the person couldn't articulate anything about policies or experience or something that was, you know, substantive. No, it was all about race, gender, and religion, and it was quite mean-spirited. On the day when we honor the vision, dedication, and world-changing message of Martin Luther King, Jr., it makes me sad to think that we still have such a long way to go. If you don't like someone, whether it's a presidential candidate or the guy next door, is it really necessary to ridicule them for what they are? Isn't that sort of...junior high?