Girl Talk

I had a call from two of my daughters tonight. I love when my girls call me just to gab. We almost always talk too fast, over each other, and louder than need be. It's like talking to my sisters. There's always laughing with scattered deep thoughts here and there. Tonight's topics were COVID vaccines, popcorn machines, division in today's world, and one more thing. What was it? Oh yeah, my funeral.

Topic One: COVID vaccines. I ain't doing it. I know, I'm an absolutely selfish human being who doesn't care about anyone else. I should do it for others. It's the right thing to do, yada, yada, yada. Listen, I support every single person on this planet that has decided to take the vaccine. I applaud you. I celebrate your faith in taking it. I think you've done the right thing. For you. I also support every single person on this planet that has decided to not take the vaccine. I applaud you. I celebrate your faith in not taking it. I think you've done the right thing. For you. Ultimately, it is a personal decision that must be made by each individual, and honestly, how dare any of you shame the other side for taking/not taking the vaccine. Live your own damn life and stop being so effn judgy. That goes for both sides. Amen.

Topic Two: Popcorn machines are the best Christmas present evah. I'm not talking about those little weenie things that sit on your countertop. I'm talking about the kind like the movie theater has but on wheels. It's got to be on wheels so you can wheel it all over your house, out to the barn, shoot, out to the chicken coop if you feel like it. Make every day a party with your popcorn machine! Any Nona that would Christmas gift her grands with one of those suckas is pretty hip, happening, and groovy in my book. Oh, and you're welcome.

Topic Three: Division in Today's World. Yeah, this one is just giving me a migraine. We are divided about everything. I mean, everything! I see it in my family. I see it with my friends. I see it with strangers. This is the second pandemic in my book. If all Muslims are bad because, you know, Al Queda, then all Christians are bad because, you know, KKK. If all blacks are bad because, you know, welfare and ghettos, then all whites are bad because, you know, slavery and white privilege. Then there's the entire Democrat, Republican, Biden, Trump, how evil are they, is he, ongoing debate. Seriously. Just stop already. Fix your own house first. Then fix your own neighborhood. Then work on your community. After that, tackle putting your State in order. Stop blaming and start doing something. None of "them" are for us. Not the media. Not the government. "They" aren't going to fix things for us. WE have to fix things for one another. We can't do that if we're fighting. A house divided and all that. I've been screaming this for fifteen plus years. It's hard to hear over all the fighting. One last thing. This is my opinion. I'm entitled to it. I support yours as well. So, don't start with me.  🙈🙉🙊

Topic Four: My funeral. We have suffered several deaths recently in our family. It has been heartbreaking, to put it mildly. This has had me thinking about my own death. I made it very clear to my girls how my funeral is to go down. There will be mariachis, a frozen margarita machine and lots and lots of stories told about me. Embellish, please. Everyone may cry the day I die up to the day of the funeral. That day is to be a fiesta! Make sure there are homemade tamales and my mother's rice and beans. Face paint for everyone, please, like for Dia de los Muertos. Oh, and a donkey painted to look like a zebra wearing a sombrero so the kids can have their pictures taken with him/her. Make. It. Happen. One last thing, remember what I told you. It's just a short separation. I'll just be realizing where I am before I turn around and there you'll all be. This life is short and weighed down with so many things. The next life is forever, with no more pain, sorry or suffering. I'm ready and I'll see you there. Hopefully not just yet. I've got things to do, starting with my own house.