This morning I went to a strategy meeting for Councilman Bill Schmidt. I’m going to be circulating with a petition to get him on the ballot on the Libertarian line. I’m supporting him in his run for Mayor of our fair city. A Republican with a platform I can get behind. Amazing, that. The only other time I voted for a GOP candidate was in revenge for an offensive campaign run by Martin Rogowsky for County Legislator back when I lived in Harrison. Not a day went by when my mailbox wasn’t full of campaign literature from him and my phone rang nearly every day with a canned phone call from his henchpeople. I was so sick of hearing about him that I looked up his home phone number and called it around dinnertime right before the election. I spoke rather tersely to his wife, letting her know how disgusted I was by his campaign and that I was going to be doing something anathema to me; crossing party lines to vote for his competitor. Unfortunately, he won that election, albeit by a very slim margin.
The Democrats in this city all want to destroy the city by adding even more low-income and subsidized housing to an already-overflowing plate. I didn’t spend what I spent on this house to see the city get flushed down the toilet along with the housing values and quality of life.
After the meeting at The Peekskill Coffee House (a large mocha on Bill – yum, and thanks!), I went to the salon to get my nails done. French and French, mani and pedi, as usual.
Most of this spinning was done last night, but I’m trying to fill the bobbin today so I can ply it with the last, thicker-spun bobbinful from ages ago. I sent off an email to Valerie of the Wool Center at the New York State Fair, letting her know that I am still spinning, in case she’d like me to spin at The Fair again this year. I bought my Ashford Joy secondhand at The Fair last year, at Gary’s prompting (thank you, G!)
Finished the Jitterbug booties for Zeke! I’ll mail them out Monday. Now I’m going to start on three pairs from the leftover OnLine Supersocke from two sock pairs ago; one pair for Zeke, one for Michelle at work, and the third for Tracy at work.
Dishes are away, laundry’s started, groceries bought and away. Phew!
