Posted by Loulou on Oct 19, 2013 | 0 comments

(This is not me, but it’s how I feel about the HOUSE)

Well, I certainly hope that the small-minded, self-serving members of the House realize what havoc they have caused (and how much in dollars it has cost THEM and the USA in the last months) by blocking Obama on raising the debt ceiling and allowing our country to continue it’s (now receding) progress toward a stimulated economy, job creation, housing market renewal, improved health care and infrastructure, to name a few little places affected by their head-in-the-sand attitude.

Not to mention the way we appear, as a nation, to most of the rest of the world who have looked to us in the past as an example of a modern, functioning and (fairly) peaceful United States of America that can solve its problems by intelligent means and be a positive influence in helping solving the many problems the world faces today.

I’m going to stop reading over mama’s shoulder, even if there are good movie reviews, book reviews, and an editorial page that always gives a jolt to my little pea brain (in its often slumbering state!)  Oh, I forgot, and Garfield.

Are these guys for real? Do they even imagine what chaos and pain they have caused themselves and the American people and in the end, they came away with nothing and left fiscal debris in their wake.

This is not a “working together” government, as I see it. Every House member is out for himself and his outdated, totally selfish ideas about how a government is run efficiently and “for the people”, to quote a famous piece of literature.

Nine hundred thousand jobs were lost during the contest between Obama and the House. The housing market slipped from its steady recovery and this debaucle could happen all over again in the next few months.

Well, I’m disgusted.  In fact, I started to write about all this and now I just want to take a nap and hope that some semblance of sanity returns to members of the House.

You can read the whole shebang, as always, in The New York Times.

Here, in sunny France, it is miserable, cold, wet and threatening to get worse, but mama made a tomato soup out of the very last poor little speckledy fruits on her vines and for some reason, known only to Mother Nature, it was about as intense as it could be. A little taste of that made me feel a whole lot better about all of this…

Yes, cats can eat tomatoes, or at least, this one does.

If only it had had  pasta under it….yum.