I like SPAM!

 I was explaining this to Jennifer a couple of days ago, so I should share it here. I have been reading like crazy lately. One of the books I came across was a World War II novel where it described how several of the U.S. soldiers in the story were eating a Hormel canned meat product called SPAM. Well that got my attention because when I was a kid, we ate SPAM at home. 

Maybe it's a military thing. I liked it when I was a kid, but honestly I never bought it before as an adult. There was an occasion many, many years when I was on a canoe trip -- with some military guys -- and sure enough we had SPAM among our rations. I loved it. It tasted great. So fast forward to Christmas 2020 and I was out grocery shopping when I noticed SPAM. So I bought a can, took it home and made a few sandwiches. I loved it! Yeah, so now I am a spam guy. I have even fried up a couple of slices with fried eggs, beans and toast. Love it! 

Then last week I was reading another novel, also World War II, but by a different author. The story line was about RAF bomber squadrons flying out over the North Sea chasing Nazi merchant ships. At one point after a terribly cold and bitter patrol, the fellows returned to base to have hot tea and SPAM sandwiches. It was their comfort food! I was so pleased to read that. So now I have sandwiches at least once a week, but I know I will have to look up some recipes and expand my culinary opportunities. 

Happy 60th baby sister ...

 Had a nice quick chat with Debra on Friday... she had company and there was a hockey game on. So our usual long chat was cut short. But it was nice to wish her a happy birthday. She asked if I remembered the day she was born. I did. It was a bitterly freezing cold day in Portage La Prairie, Manitoba in 1961. Dad piled the three boys into the station wagon and we drove down onto the frozen lake where we could see Mom and the new baby sister in the hospital window. 

This week I did something memorable in the sense that I think I was falling behind and had to catch up. I have some beautiful new crystal whiskey glasses that I got for Christmas. I was putting Christmas things away Thursday night when I noticed the glasses. Figured, what the heck. Let's try 'em out. Then I realized that this was the first glass of whiskey I had enjoyed in the new year. Yes I had a drink on New Year's Eve, but I was in bed before midnight (Thank you COVID restrictions).

So I poured myself a nice double shot of Chivas and sat back to really enjoy the evening. Ha ha ha. Again I was in bed before midnight. 

Hope and pray for better days ...

 So here is the first post of the new year and I have to say I am still baffled by what happened in Washington DC this week when protesters stormed the Capitol building. I can't say I am totally surprised but I was sure startled when I sat with two of my co-workers in the newsroom and we began calling up various video news feeds of the pro-Trump gang rioting. It was like watching a bizarre movie. It was to be expected I suppose given that the U.S. president has a serious mental health problem and was acting out to encourage his followers to take action and stop the election confirmation vote in Congress. Trump called out his own vice-president Mike Pence, who refused to take illegal action. 

Anyway, there are 10 days left and then Mr. Biden becomes Mr. President. I don't think the next 10 days are going to be completely peaceful. Okay so this is not a judgement thing, but I honestly think a lot of Trump followers have mental illness issues as well. They seem to believe anything and are willing to follow the cult leader like he is a new age Jim Jones. Let's hope and pray for better days in America.