Why don’t I care? What’s wrong with me?

My husband has just been reading to me a FB post.

Apparently, Melania Trump had lunch.

And for some reason, this is important.

Well, of course, lunch is important. Breakfast, I hear, is MORE important, but I won’t make an issue out of it.

I asked him whose page he was reading.

He didn’t know. But he knew this post was a post from Sara Palin, who thought we weren’t paying attention to the fact that Melania had lunch. She said we didn’t care – that it would not be on the news.

Thanks, Sara, for telling us that Melania had lunch.

Or something.

I read this back to my husband, asking him if mine was an accurate assessment.

He replied, “Close enough.”

I think our brains are all turning to melted cheese.

Which, of course, you could eat for lunch.


About merseamersea

setter of cryptic crosswords, designer of jewelry, paper and card maker, editor, quilter, embroiderer, cook, avid mystery reader and occasional writer. Find me on Facebook as Maggie-beth Rees Rasor.
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