What I really wanted to do first thing yesterday morning was to look at the internet and see if the Toddler-in-Chief had used the State of the Union to announce he was bombing Iran--a possibility John and I had discussed might be used as a distraction from those pesky Epstein files. But first I had to let Jenny out. And the sunrise was beautiful so I grabbed a few pictures. And then the cats had to be fed. Finally I checked breaking news on my phone and was happy to see that Iran was safe for the moment.
I can't think of another president who caused me to wake up every damn morning wondering what new outrage was afoot. It's a bad way to start the day.
So I ease into the news--tend the critters, dress, make bed, get my coffee or hot water with lime, post my blog to Facebook, play Wordle, Connections, and Waffle.
Then, and only then am I ready to face the news--per Heather, AP Wire, and the New York Times.
I learned about the SOTU (Longest ever! So much winning!) and saw pictures of the hockey team eating their McDonalds takeout at the White House (So much CLASS!)
Of course, had anything earthshaking occurred in the night (like a heart attack or meteor at the White House, John (who gets up earlier than I and reads the news) would let me know.
But I'll continue with my ritual easing into the news of the day; I think it helps my mental health.
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