Bfth's Boring Blog

I am just a lay person. I am not a political expert. I am an old white lady and these are my thoughts. These are not facts. This is just what I think based on what I've seen in life experience. Your thoughts may vary. These are just mine.    So about a week ago we had an election here in the United States. As usual it was the reds (Republican candidates) versus the blue (Democratic candidates).  In the last big election, the reds took over. Meaning that the Republicans were in charge of both the House and the Senate. Two years later we had what has been called a blue tsunami. Meaning that all those patches of red had turned blue. What does this mean? What did it mean then? What does it mean now?    I really think it has less to do with party and more to do with people being fed up. Two years ago people seemed to be tired of the same old same old. Things were particularly bad, but they weren't particularly good. People wanted something better. And at the time...

 Halloween was just a few days ago. Christmas is a long way off. I am not one to put up Christmas decorations or play holiday music until after Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is over 3 weeks away. However the Wednesday morning I woke up (at 3 AM…why?) and after quick look at some notifications on my phone (which you shouldn’t do if you want to go back to sleep, but…) into my head popped, “Deck the halls with bows of holly. fa la la la lalala. ‘Tis the season to be jolly fa la la la la lalala.”   It is way, Way, WAY too early for me to be singing holiday songs. (Not that I've begrudge anyone who wants to put up their tree now and blare Mariah Carey, but that's just me.)  I am not ready to “don we now our gay apparel.” (It’s not even Advent yet) So why in my head am I singing out, “Go tell it on the mountains over the hills and everywhere”?    Why am I ready to sing “jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way?” It's not time, at least for me to be singing thes...

Once upon a time, my mother had a very good friend. He was a health nut. He ran before running was a thing. He ate right. Did everything right, but his genetics made him predisposed to high cholesterol and hard disease. He took the medication he needed.  He exercised.  He ate right.   And unfortunately he still died relatively young. Can't fight genetics  It is obvious when you look at me where I came from. I have my mother's body shape. Yes I've got old lady boobs,  a belly that continues to grow  and tree trunk legs. My eyes squint when I smile like my mother.  Where I look like my father is on my face. I have the wrinkles that he had on his forehead.  And, lucky me,   I have all the other skin related issues that he had.  I'm guessing that I'll develop other issues like he did.  Because, you can't fight your genes. I know my family's medical history. Both my parents had high blood pressure.  About 15 years ago, my doctor fou...

I don't like to call myself old, but I am.  I'm as old as my father was when I got married!  Yikes.  My knees creak.  I've got wrinkles and lines.  None of this makes me happy.   But you know what really doesn't make me happy is how tired I am.  I'm not talking physical tiredness.  (Although I am that plenty of the time.)  I am talking about emotionally, spiritually and mentally EXHAUSTION!  What is this privileged old white lady so exhausted by?  Well there's... Grifters, liars, con-men, pigs...well you get the idea.  (And yes, while I may be thinking of one specific person at this time, it's not just one person.) Racism.  Sexism.  Ageism. Yelling, screaming, and blustering Stupidity and intentional ignorance Non- accountability Lack of action Lack of thought Lack of compassion People thinking that Planned Parenthood is just an abortion factory Government trying to control wome...

Today is All Souls Day. It's something that I've never been aware of, but the church that I attend in the Poconos is having a service today to commemorate the souls  of those we have lost and like that there is a day of remembrance for those that are no longer with us who we loved. I wish I could attend that prayer service but it's a work day so it's not possible. However I thought I would reflect today on some very important souls who influence my life and are no longer with us.    The first people who come to mind are of course my parents. My mom died first on July 9th, 2022. That shouldn't have happened. I always expected her to live longer than my father as he had more health issues. But she spent too much time taking care of him and not enough time taking care of herself. By the spring of 2022 it caught up to her. At the time I never imagined that her hospitalization would result in her death a month or so later. But it did.    My mom was tough woman. S...

 While I don't like the shorter days and the oncoming cold weather (there's no avoiding it), I am grateful for the extra hour of sleep I got this morning.  (Or maybe that should be the return of the hour that we lost in the spring.)  I didn't get enough sleep the night before ( https://bfthsboringblog.blogspot.com/2026/10/halloween-2026.html ) and Halloween is always a long (but fun) day. I had a lot of errands to run in the morning, but I didn't get to them as early as I would have liked.  (I let time run away from me...the weekend being the ONLY time I can do that.)  I wanted to go to the farmer's market which is about a half an hour drive away.  It was a beautiful day for it.  I had a light(ish) jacket on and I definitely didn't need it as I wandered around courthouse square, checking out all the vendors.  (I was tempted by one of the wineries there, especially as they make one of the only chardonnays that I like, but I'm trying to cut d...