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Jim, Bob and Michelle Dugger. They thus far have an awful lot of grandchildren that they will never be able to have much of a connection with because we all only have so much time and energy in life and they have so many grandchildren. (They currently have 39 grandchildren with two more on the way and eight more children who do not yet have and are not yet expecting any children.) In all reality, this sounds very unappealing. I think having a connection with grandparents in their lives is an important and beneficial thing for children. Jimbob and Michelle Dugger have too many to be able to give much of themselves to all of them.
As for myself, I would rather have children who are their happiest version of themselves, even if it meant that I will never have any grandchildren.
And there is some entropy again, taking place with my possessions in storage. I’ll get around to re-establishing order in these places when I am ready.
Two different and completely unrelated experiences with Virginia Charles. No, actually it’s three. This has been an experience with a lady that I have met and crossed paths with. There was the job application time. Along with paths crossed with a job. And in connection with one additional job and then finally in serving together as potential jurors for our town’s local court for a serious criminal case trial. She is an intelligent and very nice lady along with being a conservative and as I believe a Trump supporter. I consider myself lucky to have oddly crossed paths with her in a couple random and completely unconnected ways. I wonder if there will be any future times? This makes me think about one of the many reasons why I want Trump to go away. His existence and political positions should never have to cause any friction between good people who otherwise just share connections of appreciation and respect. I think it is wise to not let beliefs about Trump interfere with good relationships. I wonder what percentage of Americans have this theme in their lives. I prefer to just distance myself from concern about anyone else’s beliefs or approval or support of Donald Trump.
Covid ebbed and released its hold on our lives and then Donald Trump came back again.
I just had a thought about Gypsy Rose. I believe she was a young woman who just had to take care of herself and not allow her sick mother to have control of her for the rest of her life. She had the right to fight for her own life and I am happy for her that she did.
And to the Republicans within the government. Fight for yourselves I say. Don’t be swallowed into your boss’s narcissistic world of self grandeur and detachment from reality. He is mentally ill. Don’t build your beliefs and loyalties upon that.
“Ah! A poisoned apple!” A silly little theme for an intelligent, dramatic and playful preschool girl. That is what my silly little Olivia said one day when I gave her an apple with her lunch.
I have added to this energy from 9/28/25 on 10/20/25. It was originally just about Jimbob and Michelle Duggar.
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