2025, LadyBugg, Buble, Eder, Hope?

LadyBugg was the canine friend of a woman that works in the facility I am currently residing in.  Relax, it’s a nursing home, not a psyche ward.  Though there are days …

That little dog waited every morning for me to wake up and come out of my room, bring her ice water and a treat, and expected that I would be available for all “relief walks” from 9AM to 3PM.  And I was glad to do it.  She was a picky little gal, didn’t warm to most people, but took a shine to me.  Her being here gave me a reason to get out of bed every morning.  Someone (or something) was depending on me once again.  It was rewarding.

Sadly, LadyBugg passed away on Tuesday (1-21-2024).  I went into quarantine with covid, spent my 55^th birthday (1-17-2025) here at the keyboard re-designing this website, and she began a decline that she didn’t recover from.  It was to be expected.  She was 13 and had a tummy tumor that was inoperable.

With the election behind us I had hoped that the horrific shit show that was 2024 was finally over.  A year that started with losing my parents from my care, my dog Baxter, our shared home, my car, and last but not least all of my possessions save for a few as the guardianship company for Mom and Dick took everything I had and sold it along with all my parents possessions.  Horrific people.

My brother remains incarcerated for at least another two years. 

I did manage to survive being hospitalized in April of 2024 with pneumonia, sepsis, and C-Diff. 

So, losing LadyBugg has left me feeling no more blessed in 2025 than I was in 2024.

But.  I still have increasing good health, a roof over my head, and the damn common sense not to vote for a convicted felon who as of today has decided to release his cronies from the January 6^th Capitol riots back into the public through a blanket pardon.

Compared to what our country as a whole is about to go through, I’d do best to be thankful.

Thankful for things like Michael Buble’s music.  Linda Eder’s music.  Coffee.  Cigarettes.

The actor Van Johnson famously quipped in “Johny Guitar” that ‘all any good man needs is a cup of coffee and a smoke’.

Yup – I get it.

Here’s to hanging in there through a very uncertain 2025.

Uncertain for now, anyway.