My grandparents, born in the 1920's farmed and both worked, either in a sewing factory or in the coal mines.

My parents both worked and put their kids to work running a restaurant. Child labor laws, didn't care.

I'm 64. My parents owned a restaurant. So that meant every family member worked, including the kids. I still have my tax return the year I turned 10. Buck an hour to stand on a milk crate and wash dishes for 100 customers a night. Too short to reach the bottom on an industrial sink.

"war porn" is exactly right.

I am in agreement that if a parent or grandparent is using this pseudo-medicine misinformation on a child, it is abuse.

I imagine the two women named Mary subjected their children to this sort of strange self-help.

The same grandmother dosed me up with whisky and onion plasters when I was a small child and my parents didn't want to involve a doctor.

One cure was to make me swallow Vick's vapo rub.

My grandmother and her bestie told tales of living through the 30's and 40's and tuberculosis.

The BFF insisted drinking hot cow piss was a cure.

They also said pissing on wounds was healing.

If this is a new trend, along with unpasteurized milk, it's regression.

I'd like to see jail time in the US.

If he can't be with the general population, put a 1970's vintage mobile home in the yard. Fit it with a cell. Let Donald stay inside the cell and feed him slop.

Indivisible has been clever in Southern IL.

Mary Miller is the House Rep for that district.

The ideal here is flaming red hair like a figure on the cover of a romance novel.

I get more compliments with it long than short. Red hair attracts attention.

Mine is down to my hips and if I put on a denim skirt, you might mistake me for a middle aged Pentecostal woman.

I am going to disagree that it's MAGA. It gives me options. Up, down, braids.

One upside of the clocks springing forward is I can stay out later. Sundown at 5 PM in the winter is a bear for a woman who sees haloes when she drives after dark. Cataract surgery and implanted lenses cause problems.

Reinstated the Sunday supper tradition but just for one person. Made myself a filet mignon, sauteed spinach and a loaded baked potato. Take that iron deficient anemia.

Life goes on. I'll enjoy it more if I address health concerns of my own.

Rep. Mike Bost, same deal. He has nine panels on his three story McMansion. Needs extra to heat his pool.

Includes the circuit boxes in a video he shot at home standing at his grill wearing a screen printed Trump shirt, chopping the air with a spatula.

If I were a product designer for a ceiling fan company, I'd include a remote that controls the fan direction so the consumer can stay off a ladder.

I have a microfiber cleaning wand with a 100 inch telescoping handle.

It's going to wait until I can get someone to carry that ladder inside. Heavy to lift and awkward for one person to carry.

I found a variety of videos but not one of them looks like my car.

Manual is in the glove box. I'll get to it soon.

Took care of that with the oil change a couple months ago but good reminder.

Change the furnace filters the first of every month if needed. I write the date on the furnace itself.

Bless your soul!

Only thing to add to those instructions is to put on my reading glasses.

Mine are not hard wired.

I also think it's too soon to put the winter gear in storage.

I have more closet space these days though. His closet has been donated already. I need to go through my closet and downsize.

My grandmother always served it over polenta.

It's still cold and those damn ceiling fans can just wait because these high ceilings need the warm air pushed down.

A trip to Dollar Tree for batteries could be fun tomorrow.

Drat! I am going to need to find the manual for a 2011 Nissan so I can reset the clock. One of those things hubby did for me.

I forgot to buy batteries for the smoke detectors, another thing he did. I need to drag in the 10 foot ladder so I can reverse the direction on the fans too.

Don't forget to set your clocks forward tonight to January 21st 2029

My two dachshunds are practicing for pairs big stretching.

Gary Sinise's son died of it and he is a huge fundraiser.

Chordoma is so rare that they are only about 300 new cases a year. The foundation provided a wonderful patient navigator for me. They are doing research. Which gives me a fighting chance if the tumor comes back.

my husband died of neuroendocrine cancer and I had chordoma, a very rare cancer. Focusing on cancers that hit my family personally first.