Monday Marvel

Rain here in Dallas. A tornado watch too....yep, in November.

Nonetheless, I smile because a distant cousin I found in Ohio, e-mailed today. He and his wife traveled to Loudon County, Virginia where our ancestors had been slaves. Turns out he located our ancesteral cemetary. How cool is that? Our family settled in Ohio, I think after the Civil War or during. Just try to piece that all together. I usually don't like puzzles, yet this one I enjoy putting together.

Warren dazzled me tonight, on Dancing With the Stars. He trips that light fantastic pretty well! Loved it!

Ate cucumber sandwiches yesterday at a baby shower. I'm not much on cucumber, however the event was a delightful time had by all. One of my co-workers mentioned to me today, she loves cucumber, but would need 42 of the sandwiches to get full. What was cool about yesterday is the age range. Ladies aged around 75 years young down to the mommy to be who was early 20's. Lively chat, which included talking about favorite I Love Lucy and Andy Griffith shows! Talk about something that keeps during the test of time!

Just happy one work day is done. Just happy period. Just need to get real happy to steam clean my carpet. Hmm. That can wait. Gotta curl in bed an rejoice to the rhythm of the falling rain and think of my family I never knew and realize they've been with me all the time.

Headlines....What's Love Got to Do With It?

I watched a bit Meredith’s interview, this morning on Today, with a long-together married couple with children. To me, the couple were so into each other. They held hands. The way the wife gazed at her man. When the husband admitted he got embarrassed when she praised him, and cut her off. And when she repeated, ‘I am proud of you.” He beamed. They’ve been through a lot these past few months, including just recently. You knew the husband was tired of questions about clergy. The wife held her man’s hand throughout. That was nice.

Oh, and did I say the husband just happens to be running for president?

Barack and Michelle Obama. Good to them together. To talk. To share. I liked it.

Whatever happens in November, history’s paint is already over the pages.

A black man and a woman—two of most oppressed groups in our nation’s history—are on the cusp of holding the highest post in the land. A land, that once upon a time, sold his ancestors as if they were livestock. Forbid him to be a man. A land that still didn’t permit her vote until the 20th century and still doesn’t have a paycheck as much as her male counterpart.

History is being made.

Today, I saw a couple, despite their experiences-good and bad- are still into each other.

That was nice.