Oh, please....

After weeks of "IMPEACH HIM,"  today's offering from Paypal (?)  is a meek "Should Trump Resign?"  My reply is of course he should resign...he should jump in a lake.  And of course, the questioners STILL want money.  I should PAY for Donald Trump to go away?  Ha.  I've been doing that for weeks, and he's still here, and whoever is sponsoring the latest outrage still wants money. 
If all of my $3 contributions haven't been enough, sorry.  Let's take firmer measures.  like stick an airhose in his chunky little butt and inflate him even further than what his ego can manage so that he floats up up and awaaaay. 

And I totally disapprove of anyone saying anything about his 11-year-old son, Baron.  It was nauseating and horrible when people made nasty cracks about Chelsea Clinton at that age, and young kids should be off-limits.  His older kids can provide enough fodder for outrage and nastiness.

Here we go....

My oldest niece, Susan, turns 70 today!  Happy birthday, Susan!  If you're 70, that means I'm 80...which is why your CARD  has not yet been mailed--the old girl just didn't make it to the place
where she wanted to buy the card.  Rain, don't you know, followed by heat, followed by political
protests.  Treasure your age, Susan.  70 is good--a fruitful age when you can still do most if not all of what you've always liked. You don't have to show up at the office, and there are no more aging 'rents to care for.  (They've all taken a hike on the rainbow bridge--at advanced ages, too, thanks to your
loving care.) 

Anyway, here's a heartfelt hug from one of your last surviving aunts.  You were the first baby I met, lo those many years ago.  So sweet, so bright--you're still all of that.  Still skinny, too.  God love ya,
Susan, and enjoy your cake!!!  xoxoxoxoxo, m.e.