WHAT HAPPENED TO MY GLASSES?

I must have put on my rose-colored glasses when I moved here to Wimberley, and just forgot to take them off. Being surrounded by so many broad-minded, positive thinking and acting people, for the first time ever, had me believing that the world had really made some progress at last - that people were finally getting over their "Me! Me! Me!" attitudes, starting to see that we are all connected in this struggle for life on our little planet, starting to care about the legacy we are leaving behind, and finally starting to work together for the common good. I even felt optimistic that MLK's "dream" might one day be a reality.

The news that two white supremacists had been arrested for plotting to kill Obama and as many non-caucasians as possible, brought me back to earth with a sickening thud. It reminded me that all it would take is one sick, slimy maggot crawling out from under the woodpile, and we could be thrown straight back into the days of the Kennedy assassinations and race riots, or even worse. I was planning to treat myself to a festive day in Austin, in honor of my birthday today. Then I got an e-mail message from husband, talking about how depressed he is. His two, supposedly intelligent (though I always thought they leaned more towards nut-job) business partners won't quit ranting about all the shit that's going to come down, if Obama wins, and they are even talking about buying guns in preparedness. Combined with the state of our retirement fund right now, it's making him want to just run away from his job in Houston, crawl into bed here in Wimberley, and pull the covers up over his head. I'm thinking that might be a good place to spend my birthday. I looked for my rose glasses, wanting to put them back on, but someone stepped on them and smashed them to bits. Or, maybe my problem is just that I ran out of chocolate yesterday. Check back with me after I replenish my supply.

P.S. Many thanks to nittanybeaglerescue.org for the image above.