What we’re talking about.

Last night my 23 year old daughter and I talked for several hours about everything.

We spoke of unpopular and popular opinions. We spoke of hurtful opinions. We spoke of people who are “WOKE” and self hating because it makes them feel others will see them as good, when they are really just annoying and blind to the real sources of the problems they are soooooo concerned about. We spoke about bad parenting, good parenting, shame, experiences, learning from experiences, the fact that we should learn from our experiences. We talked about cats. We then talked more about cats. We spoke about city planning, urban farming, fashion, relationships, sexism, fear, and people we love.

I am at the point, in this not quite post pandemic, that I am just tired of talking about almost any issues. I am saturated. Like everyone else I am at the point where the political and social overload is exhausting.

A list of things that are needed to help with the mind numbing overload of crap:

More community gardens.
More animals rescued and low cost spay and neuter services for dogs and cats.
More bird watching.
More art.
More museum trips for children.
More dance and music for everyone. This includes just dancing in your backyard with your pet chicken. Anything.
More books.
More saying hello to each other on the street. This isn’t a problem in some places, but it should be a problem anywhere.
More search engines that find small blogs like this one.
More quiet spaces.
More personal space.
More colored pencils and crayons.
More stupid funny innocent jokes (think “dad jokes”)
More cute videos of bats and possums and dogs eating.

Feel free to add to the list.

We’re on vacation now, visiting friends in a far off isolated location. We’ll be visiting gardens and putting our toes in the sand, and just distressing for a while.

I hope you’re in a place where you can destress and relax too.

xoxo to all of my readers.

Don’t forget to talk to and with your kids, no matter how young or old they are. Check in on those who are alone, elderly, or might need extra help. Hug your dogs and cats. Grow something, even if it just in a pot. And of course, kiss a Vampire – you’ll thank me for it later.

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

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