Saturday, November 21, 2020
Friday, November 20, 2020
We were driving to a funeral and we drove past a dead body. Truth.
He had just jumped off a freeway overpass and landed on the left shoulder, missing both the center divider and the oncoming traffic.
It had happened mere minutes earlier. One motorcycle officer was slowing traffic and another was just stepping away from the body. I presume he had checked for vitals and was now going to get a covering.
I have been haunted nightly by the face of this poor desperate man. I finally found a news article which released more information He was 44, from Texas, and loved drag racing. There was a nice picture. I grieve for his family.
We attended the funeral of a kind, sweet man, with an infectious laugh, who we had known for over 40 years.
Wednesday, November 04, 2020
Handy and I enjoy the rest stop picnics on our road trips, but the food is in a cardboard box with a hodgepodge of plates and utensils hastily grabbed from our cupboards.
I had been longing for a real classic picnic basket. We quested online until we found a basket that met all our criteria.
I recommend Amishbaskets.com
We did not get the classic Yogi Bear style, although they do make it, because I wanted to be able to lift off the whole top.
So we had to try it out. Most weekends have been either busy, or far too hot. Last weekend seemed promising. A little warm, but OK in the shade. We headed off to a County park far down a country road. Oopsies! The park was technically open, at least the parking lot, but access to the picnic tables was blocked off due to the virus.
We had no problems with earlier trips to a beach and lake. We headed back to our hometown park instead. No problems there, either.
That park brings back a lot of memories of times spent there with the sons.
The basket was a success and we look forward to future pic-a-nics. Hands off, Yogi.
Tuesday, November 03, 2020
Wednesday, September 16, 2020
Saturday, September 12, 2020
There surely is a cat portal in the house. We had a plumbing situation yesterday. To make it easier for the plumber to go in and out, I corralled the dude cats in the bedroom. I didn’t see Fifi anywhere, but I thought she might be in one of her many other hidey places.
When the plumber was done, I went into the bedroom. Fifi was there. The dude cats were invisible.
But everyone reapparated for dinner.
Saturday, August 29, 2020
Friday, August 28, 2020
Finding joy, or something, in the covid times.
I was actually happier during the full-on shutdown. Home is my favorite place to be. Handy Husband was working from home for the first few weeks (before his company got their essentialness in order). He had so many online meetings. Poor guy. When he had a meeting I would go outside (Spring had beautiful weather here). I would pull weeds and use my weed whacker! Or I would walk around the neighborhood.
But in early April I broke a toe in service to Francine, Queen of Cats. Yes it really takes at least 6 weeks for a broken toe to heal. So no more walkies for me.
So I sat, sewed masks, read books, watched movies, cooked, gained weight. Towards the end of the shitdown (oops typo but it’s funny) the bookstore got some PPP loan money so I worked a few hours a week fulfilling phone, email, and curbside orders. It slowly ramped up until we were open for inside customers by Memorial Day.
I started walking to work at some point to work off the broken toe weight. I don’t consider it quarantine weight. But it’s been a long hot summer so I am back to driving. Also a co-worker is now car-less so I pick her up 2 days a week.
Oh. The finding joy. There’s not so much. Working on it. Meanwhile...
Working in your favorite place is no longer joyful when you have to babysit the stupid asshole mask droppers.
A co-worker just this week had to confront a shirtless/maskless man who wouldn’t leave. She called the police but he left before they arrived. He came back later, properly attired, bought one book, then walked to the back and attempted to shoplift another. She caught him! She rocks! The store is not pressing charges, as far as I know, but we have the asshole’s name because he charged that purchase!
So where is the joy? Pretty much nowhere. Vague moments. Maybe in a nice meal. So we do menu planning. We always did, but tasty dinners seem to be a thing we can look forward to.
I am cautiously excited about a musical item Handy bought. I had a brief moment of joy with it today.
So, joy still exists.
Maybe more on that later.
Hang in there, friends. I love you.
Tuesday, March 24, 2020
Harry has thoroughly inspected the installation.
Cat tested, cat approved.
Sunday, March 08, 2020
Friday, March 06, 2020
Curried chicken salad with apple, cranberry, and pine nuts.
And sadly, the Greek restaurant with the delicious octopus is now closed! I am very sad.
But the Italian chopped salad made me happy.
Thursday, March 05, 2020
Sunday, March 01, 2020
Saturday, February 29, 2020
Friday, February 28, 2020
Thursday, February 06, 2020
Wednesday, January 29, 2020
Tuesday, January 28, 2020
Monday, January 27, 2020
Sunday, January 26, 2020
But they are so adorable.
And we murmured our how-do-you-do's.
I wanted to ring out the bells
And fling out my arms and
To sing out the news:
I have found them,
I have found them!"
Saturday, January 25, 2020
Friday, January 24, 2020
A few months ago my trusty electric blanket stopped working. I bought a new one, but then the old one started working again. I toyed with returning the new one but I am a procrastinator. Now the old one has stopped again. So I guess my procrastination was a good thing. My task for today is to swith the blankets.