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3TT: Loose Interpretation

Two rows to go

This is the seventh row:


I'd hoped to lay out all seven rows this morning for an overview, but I had to get ready for the cleaning ladies coming today and that took priority!


Only two rows to go, and I'm so excited to finish this thing. My friend Ann just became a Grammy again, and I've been brainstorming middle names with Ali, and it's all just becoming a bit more real... as much as anything can feel "real" this year.

I'm just gutted over what happened to Jacob Blake in Kenosha... what is happening. I watched one of the videos and it's horrifying!

Borrowed from a friend:

Looting isn't part of protesting,
just like murder isn't part of arresting.

My heart is heavy at a time when it should be light. I think about my BIPOC counterparts who are awaiting the birth of a grandchild and how their hopes and dreams and concerns and worries for their grandchildren are so different from mine...




My daughter's best friend from High School just had "the talk" with her son. My heart is heavy thinking about that... and yes, I am so unbelievably mad that that talk even needs to happen in any house in this nation.

Brainstorming middle names is a lovely buffer...


It's so hard these days to simultaneously hold in our hearts the joy of happy events like new babies with the heartache of what keeps happening to people of color in our country. And there's still a pandemic on, though some people seem to think it's over judging from how they're acting. I think we all need to hold our loved ones close (if it's safe to do so) and do what we can to fight injustice.


I am trully worried about the increase in intolerance in our country fueled by the incendiary words of the Liar in Chief. We need to teach people to improve the situation and not blame another group for it. We need a light at the end of the 2020 tunnel of dispair.
BTW looking forward to seeing your houses all together.

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