This made me happy and sad all at the same time. Doris Day is linked in my mind and memories of watching her movies with Mom when I was still at home, or visiting during breaks and vacations. We’d sing along to “Que Sera” or laugh at Day’s predicaments (being locked out in PJs and fluffy slippers). Doris Day is just so… easy to relate to, she felt like a glamorous but very distant cousin. I hope she succeeds with the album and is happy with how it’s received. Just jump up and say ‘yay’ – words to live by.

This make me wonder about my own problems with allergies and asthma around highly scented people, stuff, n things.

Well, at least they’re trying.

So many articles today…

Canadian author Margaret Atwood stands up for libraries and gets a snub from a jackhole local councillor, who with his mayor brother is determined to shut down anything that isnt nailed down in Toronto. Since he doesn’t read, he’s never heard of Atwood or any of he books. My husband David and I were just discussing The Handmaid’s Tale the other day; I hope her prediction of a dystopian America theocracy never comes true, but then I think of Texas and South Carolina and shudder.