The world is as it is. Donald Trump is being Donald Trump. America slides ever closer to losing the tattered remains of our democracy. Europe is a mess. Russia is trying to wreck our elections. People are becoming entrenched in our opposing positions. White supremacy is tolerated is some corners of “polite” society.
It seems like it might be a good time to do a gratitude list. In no particular order, I am grateful for:
Horse racing. Thoroughbred horses in full stride are the most beautiful creatures in the world.
Penzey’s Spices, both the company and the products.
The Washington Post, even if it is hard to read these days.
The New York Times, ditto.
The Avengers (all of them, specially Spiderman and Dr. Strange, even if he is not really an Avenger).
Tom Holland’s Rihanna Umbrella routine.
Costco, which has unionized workers and lets me get three pounds of bananas for under $2.
Railfan’s brownies, which are better than mine. Really.
That today’s weather seems oddly cool for September.
Lush soaps, especially Bohemian and Outback Mate.
I hate to admit it, but Facebook.
My Trivia mates.
That I am on my friend Jane’s “dial-a-liberal” list.
That there are new Good Eats episodes.
Amazon and Lyft — yes, I know both are problematic, but being unable to drive and living in an area with terrible transit, they make a huge difference in my life.
That the Botox is helping, at least some.
And, of course, all of you.