Saturday, November 15, 2025

Thanksgiving Survey 2025: Sandwich

Einstein enjoys a corned beef sandwich.

 At this season of thankfulness, I’m grateful for you, O blog readers.  


You, on the other hand, may or may not be grateful that it's time for the Thanksgiving survey! This is the Common Household’s annual tradition in which we express thanks for a thing.  This year we shall express thanks about that inimitable comestible, the sandwich, whether edible or metaphorical.   


Thanksgiving survey:  

Sandwich



Question 1.  What is a sandwich for which you are thankful, and why?



Bonus:  Provide the lyrics for your favorite song or poem featuring a sandwich.


Please participate by giving your answers in the comments.  If you want.  Participation is always voluntary.  Happy Thanksgiving Preparation Time!




Some past Thanksgiving Survey responses may be found here:

Letter


Wheel


Water


Felafel sandwich and tahini shake



Is a hotdog a sandwich?



The Impossible Burger




La-dee-da cucumber sandwiches








Everyone in the family knows
I can't stand mayonnaise.
Back in 2017, I took one for the team and 
bought mayo for the Lunch of the Resistance.



Wednesday, November 12, 2025

Grocery Store Grace

Blueberry muffins

November 2025

The Common Household Husband and I were at the grocery store the other day.  (It’s like date night for us.)  CHH asked about the blueberry muffin mix I was holding – it’s not an item we ever buy.  I explained, “It’s for the food bank.”  


The Girl Scouts were doing a collection of Thanksgiving items, and for once in my life I was organized and had the list, which included “baked goods mixes”.  Given the cruel halt on SNAP benefits and the ongoing federal government shutdown, making a donation seemed imperative.


Suddenly there was a woman next to me, saying to me, “I overheard that you are getting things for the food bank.  If I give you $20 cash could you please buy extra to give to the food bank?”  


! ! !


I balked.  I actually prefer to give a financial donation to the food bank, but I was buying physical groceries that day so that the Girls Scouts collection would be filled with items. An encouragement to the Girl Scouts to applaud their efforts.  Also, I was reluctant to accept cash from a stranger.  


I said to her pleasantly, “This is for a collection for Local Food Bank.  I encourage you to give a dollar donation to them directly. You can donate online.  That’s very helpful to them.”  The woman enthusiastically accepted my answer, and said, “Yes, I think I can do that.  Or at Other Local Food Bank, which my church supports!  I was just so grateful to hear someone is getting things to help food banks.”  I in turn thanked her for her willingness to help out in this time of grave need.


There it is: a weird but heartwarming slice of life in 2025.  And now it turns out Local Food Bank is running out of storage space because of all the items people have donated.  A monetary donation is definitely the way to go in this moment!  Now if only the nation could be heartwarming enough to fully fund SNAP for those in need, and to pay people living wages so maybe there will be fewer people in need.  Oh, and make health care affordable for everyone and not connected to employment.  And just not be nasty and cruel.  Is it too much to ask?

2016 collection for Food Bank



September 2025

I entered the grocery store on the Thursday after Labor Day, and procured what the homegrown folks here call “a buggy,” i.e. a shopping cart.  In the cart the previous shopper had left behind a handwritten list that said:

What else could anyone need?



15 - 20s

15 - 10s

16 - 5s

2 - 1s

_____________

6 Tequila

2 Grenadine

5 Vodka

2 Rum

3 Jim Beam

1 Old Grandad


All I could think was - someone is going to have a much more exciting weekend than I am.  Both cash AND booze!  So much liquid courage!


Gin - not on the list. 
But surely, especially in 2025,
it's Five O'Clock somewhere.



A little bit of what was going on then:  

  • Personally: eye doctor and ear doctor appointments to deal with non-life-threatening but annoying health stuff.  (The ear stuff is ongoing.)

  • We (the nation) didn’t know if we would be able to get a covid vaccine.  (Our state legislators and governor came through for us.)

  • The US Secretary of Health and Human Services Robert F Kennedy Jr was revealed to be a nutjob (well, most of us knew that already, but he testified in Congress - without being sworn in - and exhibited his nutjobbiness).  He had decimated the CDC and cut vaccine research.  

  • We were in the midst of a soul-crushing election campaign of misinformation funded by the richest man in PA to unseat three PA Supreme Court justices so that he could better control the courts and the 2026 elections.  Severely anxiety producing.  (On Nov 4th we won decisively, and the rich guy lost. But I’m sure it won’t be the last we hear from him.)

  • There was still no PA state budget (it was supposed to be in place by July 1, 2025) and I was calling my electeds about that.  Our State Rep said that dealing with the Republicans was like negotiating with jello.  (That state budget was just signed today Nov 12, 2025.)


No wonder our mystery shopper needed those items on that list.


2017.  Image of pile of
cash in our Congressman's hand.

Pin the spine on the Congressman.
Spines still needed today.




These days, whenever something weird happens at the grocery store, I think back to this, two years ago:


July 2023  

I was at the grocery store, with the pasta & sauce aisle completely to myself.  I sneezed.  A disembodied voice from the next aisle over said, “Bless you!”  After a split-second pause, I shouted back, “Thank you!”  


Chivalry is not dead.


A great mosaic




Saturday, November 1, 2025

First lines: October 2025 edition



First lines for October, from two fiction and five nonfiction.   Includes one book of children’s lit, featuring physical disabilities.  Several of these books were quite short.  I had some door knocking to do.  In many of these books, people crossed lines that needed to be crossed, and broke through barriers that needed breaking.   


What was on your reading list for the month? 

 

Book 1

It took Ragin screaming in their faces on the corner of Fifth and Market for people to notice him.  That’s how easy he was to ignore.  Thin, light-skinned, glasses. 

 

 

Book 2

Why does the G in wage sound different from the G in wag?


 

Book 3

In the early church, Christian congregations and their bishops paid generous and deliberate attention to the plight of the poor and damaged to give relief.  In the sixth century (long after the much-maligned Constantine) there was a rather abrupt turn away from this attentiveness, as the church became private about wealth and otherworldly in its hope. 

 


Book 4

Stalin

I never asked myself about the meaning of freedom until the day I hugged Stalin.


 

Book 5

One: Day of Beauty

People don’t tap their watches anymore; have you noticed?  Standard wristwatches, I’m talking about.


 

Book 6

When I was little, a kid pointed at me on the playground and shouted, “Her arms fell off!” then ran away screaming in terror to his mom, who had to cuddle him on her lap and rub his head for like ten minutes to get him to calm down.

 

Book 7

On May 14, 2018, a cheerful crowd of activist New Yorkers blocked the sidewalk at the corner of Bleecker and Crosby streets.  


 

The titles and authors revealed:

 

 

Book 1

American Sirens: The Incredible Story of the Black Men Who Became America's First Paramedics

By Kevin Hazzard

336 pages • first pub 2022.

nonfiction history race 


An excellent recounting of the development of professional paramedic medicine, which happened in Pittsburgh.  The first professional team was entirely African American men, until the program went nationwide.  This is, of course, also a tale of rampant racism.  

 

 

Book 2

Enough Is Enuf: Our Failed Attempts to Make English Easier to Spell

By Gabe Henry

304 pages • first pub 2025

nonfiction history reference


As the winner of 2nd place in the Columbus, MS 1972 Spelling Bee, I can tell you that spelling skills are overrated.  I was so relieved to achieve 2nd place by misspelling the word “parallel”. Second place got me a fine dictionary and a free gallon of chocolate ice cream, which for me are dream prizes. The bigger prize was that I did not have to go on to the next level of Spelling Bee.  


So yes, English spelling should be simplified.  But no, it’s nigh impossible to make the change.  Americans have succeeded in dropping the superfluous “u” in words like ‘flavour’ and ‘colour’ and the “ue” in ‘catalogue’ but haven’t effected much else.  This book gets a mite tedious (but not a might tedious); I liked reading it anyway because (a) I am interested in language in general, and (b) my brother read it.  


The attempt of the Mormon community in Utah to establish their own alphabet (as well as their own sovereign nation) was fascinating.  I also found interesting the last few chapters about inventive spelling, Prince, and textspeak.

 

 

Book 3

Materiality as Resistance: five elements for moral action in the real world

By Walter Brueggemann

Published 2020.  103 pages.

For a church class.


Short book, slow reading.  Lots to think about.  This was easier reading than I have found other forays into Brueggemann’s writing, and it helped further to have discussion about it.  

 

 

Book 4

Free: Coming of Age at the End of History

Lea Ypi

320 pages • first pub 2021

nonfiction history memoir politics


A coming-of-age memoir about a young girl in Albania, which abolished its socialist regime in 1990.   This book, a fast and fascinating read, explores the complexities of feelings and decisions in the face of a repressive regime, and then the crumbling of that regime.  The author’s outcome was quite surprising.

 

There can be threats on the other side of the fence.


Book 5

Three Days in June

Anne Tyler

165 pages • first pub 2024

fiction contemporary literary


I loved reading this, as I have loved most Anne Tyler novels I have read.  It’s a family drama, told with much humor, and several references to my childhood hometown, also the author’s hometown, of Baltimore, Maryland.   I read it for book club, where we had a worthy discussion of divorce and family dynamics.  


 

Book 6

Insignificant Events in the Life of a Cactus (Volume 1)

by Dusti Bowling

272 pages • first pub 2017

fiction middle grade mystery


This is a middle-grade book, with several characters living with disabilities. The narrator is a girl who was born without arms. The book includes a focus on those living with Tourette syndrome. I selected it because it was available and short, while I am waiting for book club titles to arrive on my kindle.  I enjoyed reading it.



Book 7

The Doctors Blackwell: How Two Pioneering Sisters Brought Medicine to Women and Women to Medicine

Janice P. Nimura

336 pages • first pub 2021 

nonfiction biography feminism history


An interesting account of the first women doctors in the US.  Elizabeth Blackwell was the first woman to earn a medical degree at a college in the United States. And her younger sister Emily was the third, and became an accomplished surgeon.  I read it because it was available from the library on kindle, while I endure the agonizing wait for the books I need to read for book club.


What astonished me, while I was reading this book, was the realization that in my childhood I had definitely heard of Florence Nightingale, who encouraged women to become nurses (but not doctors), but had never heard of Elizabeth nor Emily Blackwell, who encouraged women to become doctors.  


The Blackwell sisters were rather prickly and complicated personalities (especially Elizabeth), perhaps as is required for people who feel called to go against prevailing societal attitudes.  The battle to have women physicians accepted as full practitioners of medical care was not theirs alone, but they were at the forefront of the fight.





Thursday, October 30, 2025

Colors of Autumn

 This post is brought to you jointly by the federal government shutdown and the pre-election low that comes for me every time.

The federal shutdown is doubly painful for many in Pennsylvania because we are also without a state budget, due to the State Senate (majority You Know Who) blocking the budget because they don’t want to fund public transit.  School districts and other organizations are having to take out loans.  As far as I know, there are zero negotiations.  


Certain powerful people are just walking away from governing. 

I’m convinced it’s all intentional.  Pro-(cough)- ject (cough) 2025. 

The ones that hold the federal reins of power could end it today

but they would rather make everyone suffer.


The immediate effect on me personally from the federal shutdown is that, although I am not a federal employee, my work hours are cut in half, because half my projects involve summarizing USDA reports.  This change is not completely painful for me – last week I went door knocking 4 times.  But it has caused a severe change in my ability to concentrate, and even to know in my inner being what day of the week it is.  Is this a harbinger of what retirement will be like?  Do only retirees use the word “harbinger”?


And then there’s pre-election mental churning.  For every election, I become overly anxious about 4-5 days before the election.  The best cure for this is to go door knocking but I haven’t had that opportunity so far this week.  Another cure is to go across the country to a wedding, which we did 3 years ago on the weekend before the election, but that was not an option this year. Maybe I should just crash someone’s wedding.  I could bring campaign lit as a gift.


To keep anxiety at bay, I’ve been forcing myself to get outside with my camera, or to do modest yard work.  Here’s the resulting photo essay on autumn colors.


Shades of brown 

Yesterday I forced myself to rake the leaves
off the deck before the rain sauntered in.


Love me some richly-colored coleus.



After pushing the leaves off the deck
into the yard, I then exerted additional
effort and raked the leaves to the 
edge of the street, awaiting
the Second Coming of the Leaf Truck.




Orange to brighten our skies and our stoves

Tree-lined street seen
while door knocking

Suzanne's Sheet Pan Veggie Shawarma,
before cooking.  Hues of orange and white
because I was too lazy / low
to cut up the zucchini.



Impulse purchase for the 
Veggie Shawarma

Red to warm our hearts

Geranium.
This was actually taken at the end of summer,
on a day when I hauled out the "good" camera
and practiced the bokeh effect.


Yellow to cheer our souls

Mums seen while canvassing

Do it!


Pink and peach for sweetness and delight

Chalk drawing for Diwali,
seen while canvassing.
So delightful to see.

Impatiens, curated by the 
Common Household Husband


White and Black and Grey to keep us grounded

To the left, white flowers.
To the left, black (dead) plant, which we
decided to plant anyway, just to see what
happens in the spring.


Those white flowers were gone as of yesterday.


Wild turkeys in the neighborhood.
They refused to pose for a photo.

Green to represent love and life

At the Pre-Halloween-themed Oct 27th rally. 
The person holding this sign was dressed as Mr. Rogers.


It's always good to remember to look up.
Many of our tree leaves are still green, and those that
have turned colors seem less bright than usual.
Autumn 2025 - late and muted.

Blue for tranquility, depth, and sadness

Brilliant blue sky over the county
satellite voting location on Oct 25th

The Common Household Mom subtly exhorting
voters to vote a certain way.

Sadness for and yet resolve to support
the ones forced to be silent.


And coming full circle to the colors at our front door

At our owl's feet are stones I painted
at a Pride Festival.