As far as I am concerned, the election is over. My man lost, and while I was not enamored with him as a person, I did like his tax policies, and we all tend to vote our pocketbooks. I have decided to only cut my TV on at 5:30 AM to watch the local weather for the next two months. With these two Georgia Senate races determining the balance of power in the Senate, Georgia television stations are going to be inundated with political ads, and I was already sick of them.

But, guess what? The sun still rose in the east, the dogs can still smell a quail, and the quail are still winning the battle with the hunters. We are making our money on shells right now, but I am confident that the late vote counts will favor the hunters- – eventually! God still reigns on high, and it is well with my soul.

My trusty companion, Rebel is doing his best to keep me young, and has been a real blessing to me. Speaking of age, it’s weird being the same age as all of these old people. I have decided that life is like a helicopter, and I don’t know how to fly a helicopter either. I read about people my age mountain climbing. I feel like I have climbed a mountain when I can get my legs through my underwear without losing my balance.

As Thanksgiving approaches, we need to remind ourselves that we are still blessed to live in the greatest nation on earth. We have much to be thankful far even though these are trying times with the election turmoil and the Covid pandemic. I would still rather be in the USA than anywhere I can think of. I hope that you and your families have a joyous Thanksgiving season with one another.