Am I awake yet? Let me think a bit longer, okies?

I was correct. I awoke at 5:45, after four to four and a half hours sleep, depending on what time I actually fell asleep, as I did take a shower and did not fall immediately to sleep either. However, I decided not to become ambulatory. Yes, I stayed in bed, and must have eventually dozed. Shortly after 7:00, I heard some clinking and clanging, but I could not quite pull out of the pillow nose dive I was facing, and it was not until 7:20 when I finally arose to find the elf doing her whatever. Oh, I can always tell when it is her out there, making noise. I think I can sense her. As I have said, even on knowledge blind days, I know she will be arriving. Anyway, she was complaining that I did not have my lawn furnishings available for use. I explained yesterday’s doings, again, which explains why I will be putting them up during my sleep time, that I have indeed used the set every day it has not rained, and pointed out that, in any case, it is going to rain so I would not be getting them out today. Humph, she indicated. Yes, logic, that pain in the butt you just cannot deny or like, but that is that, I roughly indicated. Humph, she indicated again. Yea, ok, she got the last… word? Humph. I do not care, I was still right AND she did not try to counter it.

Oh, plus, I was able to show her my score on BookWorm Deluxe. I just love the jealousy, surprise, awe, and sad feeling she emits when showing her even such a trifling gem. One more thing I can do that she cannot. The battle of the sexes rages as hopelessly as ever. The best she can hope for when the wolf is howling is to throw the scent and scatter the ideas so they cannot be feasted upon in terms even she cannot deny. She is not even so good at that, but there are times when she is weak in a way that needs some tenderness and I let the thing pass. But, not without letting her know a favor has been done. This women needs to know, face, truth. Oh, after I described yesterdays doings last night, and she asked some questions this morning, she finally agreed that my actions were “correct”. Honestly, that almost surprised me. It is cool, though. Well, she has been right, do not get me wrong. And she has been both a harsh and gentle wolf herself, lest you feel too bad. She just does not get near the number of chances.

Anyway, we began discussing a mother I know who is having trouble breast feeding. Yes, an odd topic. But, I am the curious sort and I end up hearing all sorts of things. The Queen asked if I knew if this woman was involved with a women’s group which focuses on the topic of breastfeeding and offers support, with a large data base on issue troubleshooting, though she stated it a little differently. I asked if it was a political group, as well, or had strong affiliations outside it’s claim to fame. She became defensive, and said something about not everything having a political agenda. And I suggested many do and she seems to run in most of those circles. She said, something like, oh yea, what about the Catholic Church. I just laughed and said, there is no secret to our agenda, unlike ACORN, NOW, WWW, Sierra Club, and dozens of other shadow political parties which act as if they are single topic or single group organizations and all obey The One Ring (she is a HUGE Lord of the Rings junky too, so this was crystal clear). She decided it was time to go home, and did not help with the last few dishes. I waived goodbye, indicating the door might hit her in her logic circuit should she be as slow of foot as mind, or something of that nature. I laughed again. Well, she was not quite through, she came in and went back out several times, collecting her laundry, mind, and other items. She, on the final pass, thanked me for breakfast and a wonderful evening last night and good day, really, she thought (I think she is trying to be nice because someone is leading her that way, other than me who she believes in not at all, or so she says… ??? dunno). And, I said, genuinely, that she was welcome and should she have really enjoyed, it really was my pleasure. Actually, in any case, it was my pleasure.

So, really, what you see here, and in comments, really is what I am. Sadly, perhaps, it is all I am. As for my part, I will take it. It is not perfect, but it suffices, sometimes more. Plus, I really do not hate people, I hate ideas, actions, and inactions which are evil. I cannot judge people but you had better bet your bottom, dollar, that I do judge. And yes, sometimes even prosecute, and more. However, I note, what I am is self centered and of a limited dimension and depth too. Why lie?