{"id":19744,"date":"2021-03-19T14:04:38","date_gmt":"2021-03-19T19:04:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=19744"},"modified":"2021-03-19T15:09:46","modified_gmt":"2021-03-19T20:09:46","slug":"five-random-thoughts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=19744","title":{"rendered":"Five Random Thoughts"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<ul><li>I am resigned to the reality of Daylight Saving Time, but I continue to be resentful of it. Now that the kids are older, the time change doesn&#8217;t wreak havoc in our lives the way it once did, but it&#8217;s still disruptive. I normally have a relatively accurate internal clock, but the time change always throws it out of whack for weeks. I literally do not know what time of day it is, and I hate that feeling.<\/li><li>If Hester Prynne were to write an essay for school about the long history of cancel culture, I bet she&#8217;d get an A.<\/li><li>I play piano, some would even say well, but I don&#8217;t consider myself to be either a musician or a pianist. Is that weird?<\/li><li>Our car is still at the garage, so I am still carless, and I just got a letter from the State informing me that my registration will be suspended if the car doesn&#8217;t pass inspections within the next few days. The mechanic said that he&#8217;ll ask for an extension. I hope he won&#8217;t forget, because I don&#8217;t want to have to deal with the nuisance of getting the registration renewed. I also hope he&#8217;ll finish the work soon, because I&#8217;d like my car back!<\/li><li>There&#8217;s a handful of tiny snow piles lingering in the yard. They are small and the weather is warming, so they won&#8217;t be able to last much longer. I&#8217;m hoping they&#8217;ll be gone by spring, which officially starts (omg!) tomorrow.<\/li><\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am resigned to the reality of Daylight Saving Time, but I continue to be resentful of it. Now that the kids are older, the time change doesn&#8217;t wreak havoc in our lives the way it once did, but it&#8217;s &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=19744\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[10],"tags":[149,56,170,83],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19744"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=19744"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19744\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19747,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19744\/revisions\/19747"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=19744"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=19744"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=19744"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}