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Families Belong Together – Philadelphia
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Philadelphia, June 2018
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Friday 5: Know when to fold ’em

Families Belong Together – Philadelphia

When in the course of human events, you realize that current, government-sanctioned practices fly SQUARELY in the face of your idea that everyone should be Safe, Loved, and Warm, you get off your ass and go hollering.

Which is how I found myself in Philadelphia on Saturday for the Philadelphia Families Belong Together rally. Because I can’t be in this only for myself.

I took the train in. It was full of people of all ages, with crafty signs and optimistic smiles. It was one of the better commutes I had!

I met SMD from Life According to Steph, her husband MFD, and their friend Debbie. Local bloggers rule.

The crowd was impressive, given:
> Many locals leave the Philadelphia area the week of July 4th
> And many tourists arrive in the city the week of July 4th
> It was 95 degrees. Not it *felt* 95 degrees. It was a literal 95 degrees.

The speakers really shone. The organizers selected speakers of all ages and backgrounds, and they all spoke passionately about their experiences being immigrants, and of being incarcerated and having their loved ones incarcerated. There was laughter, tears, cursing, poetry, and songs.

Of course, the signs were amazing.

Instead of making a sign, I downloaded mine from the ACLU’s resource page, and printed 4 out at FedEx Office. Four 11×17, color, double-sided posters cost $23. I gave three away. Money well spent, IMO.

I stayed until the end of the rally and then headed home. Hot, tired, but pleased that I lent my (very horse) voice to the public outcry.

Other Safe, Loved, and Warm updates:

Postcards: After a few weeks off (I needed more stamps) I’m back into the postcard game. I plan on spending part of my July 4th writing them out.

Town Hall Meeting: I haven’t gone yet. I’m afraid I’ll be the only spectator there, which is silly. I’ll get there.

Resistbot: I’m in it about once a week now, down from every day. If you’re looking for a very easy entry into making your voice heard, try this!

Friday 5: Know when to fold ’em

Hello neglected blog! It’s been a little busy around here, plus at nights I’ve had a sick Ollie snuggling on my lap leaving me no room for my Surface. I used to feel guilty but hey…my blog, my rules!

Ollie has been struggling with more ear infections, topped with a sore neck, which is likely from shaking his head so much. We went back to the vet last night. He’s on a second round of ear drops, anti-inflammatories, and a round of pain meds. We’re trying to get him ready for more tooth cleaning/extractions in May. My poor baguette. They get old so fast.

Random Rittenhouse Square photo from last weekend.


We had one of our Seattle friends in town for a night last week too — did some local touristing. We went to the Mütter Museum. Lots of body parts in jars.

And I continued to rip dandelions out of the lawn. I could probably open a food pantry for the ladies who love dandelion salad. Every weekend I’m going to remove dandelions. I won’t win the battle this year but NEXT year we’ll be in better shape.

Let’s hit up the Friday 5 before Ollie comes back up here for more evening snugs. This week’s theme is “Know when to fold ’em“. Let’s get to it!

BUT FIRST..

Me: I AM OLDER NOW THAN KENNY ROGERS WAS IN THIS PHOTO.
WM, unhelpfully: “I wasn’t alive in 1978!”

1. What did you last place into a file folder?
Dog vaccination records. I’m exciting, I know.
WM, drolly: I don’t think anything you place into a file folder is exciting.

2. What do you know how to fold a piece of paper into?
A paper airplane, a grade-school fortune teller, a hat.
WM, sarcastically: A file folder?

3. What’s your laundry-folding procedure like?
I take the clothes out of the dryer and let them sit in the basket for a least a day. Then I fold them and put them back in the basket. The basket goes to my bedroom and I use it as an extra drawer for a few days. I’ll also throw dirty clothes on top, thinking that it’s a dirty basket. Finally, I put the clothes away with much self-loathing, because it’s time to do laundry again.
WM, quizzically: Fold?

4. When do you next expect to invite someone into your fold?

We had someone stay with us last week – not sure when we’ll have someone come through again.
WM, confusedly: Wait, I can invite someone to fold?

5. When have you slept on a foldaway bed?
We sleep on a futon when we visit Seattle, so last July.
WM, snarkily: Where there’s a fold, there’s a way!

And now because I am older now than Kenny Rogers was in The Gambler, I think I’m going to bed. Also because I know when to walk away and know when to run…

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