Category: Coronavirus

The Weakest Link – my Low Back

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(re-run) The good thing about the current Coronavirus Covid-19 lockdown is that I have a hundred projects to finish.  Suddenly I have nothing but time to do it all. Everything was going along swimmingly yesterday. I exercised. I painted (spray-painted picture frames), I picked up dog poop. I did a heavy load of laundry.  I… Continue reading The Weakest Link – my Low Back

Not your Normal Fishing Trip

Posted in afternoon delight, Bay Area, boat, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dogs, fishing, nudity, rescue, ricver current, river, romance, social distancingLeave a comment

Really, folks. You can’t make this stuff up.  My fisherman friend, we’ll call him Pete, took a buddy and his boat and spent a day on the Delta (San Francisco Bay) where the Sacramento River meets the ocean, and the delta, a mixture of fresh and salt water and just as cold as the ocean,… Continue reading Not your Normal Fishing Trip

The Darwin Awards

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(re-run) The world is insane. A snowstorm is predicted for the East Coast. It’s Mother’s Day weekend. The local news station reported that scientists may take llama antibodies for Covid-19 and give them to humans to see if it would help with immunity. Does that mean the humans might start spitting when they are angry?… Continue reading The Darwin Awards

You Know You’ve Been Alone Too Long When . . .

Posted in Barbie, beach, board and care, care giver, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dolls, flight, hot tub, humor, intervention, Ken, Medicare, memoir, neighbors, pandemic, wedding, ZoomLeave a comment

(re-run) It’s week ten or eleven of the Covid-19 lockdown — I’ve lost track. I found out in a Zoom meeting last night that two more people that I know had a nasty virus in March that caused them to lose their sense of smell and taste. They are both well over sixty, as are… Continue reading You Know You’ve Been Alone Too Long When . . .

Love in the Time of Covid – 19

Posted in Coronavirus, Covid 19, hair dye, hair salon, hairdresser, lockdown, love, memoir, romance, shelter in place, widowersLeave a comment

The gray stripe on my scalp was getting wider. It had been 14 weeks since I saw Janice at my last hair appointment. I took a photo of my hair and texted it to her. “I miss you!” I said. Janice texted back and said that she’d been sneaking people in the back door of… Continue reading Love in the Time of Covid – 19

Thank God for Girl Scout Cookies

Posted in books, California, clean the garage, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dog walks, dogs, Facebook, fences, Girl Scout cookies, grammatical mistakes, memoir, social distancing, swear words, ticketLeave a comment

(re-run) This is my 21st day in quarantine. I started early when my sister’s infectious disease doctor told me not to risk it. I sold my ticket to a Motown review and went to the beach house. When the nursing homes shut down all visitors, I saw my sis for another week. She lives in… Continue reading Thank God for Girl Scout Cookies

The Second Shot

Posted in board and care, California, care home, Coronavirus, Covid 19, herd immunity, hoax, memoir, OCD, vaccineLeave a comment

Three weeks ago, I boldly asked the care home owner where my older sis lives if I could have a vaccine. The CVS nurse was inoculating the 5 residents and two care givers, meaning they would have three extra shots in the ten-dose vial, which would be thrown out at the end of the day.… Continue reading The Second Shot

The Darwin Awards

Posted in Amazon, California, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dancing, Darwin, gynecologist, llamas, meat-packing plants, memoir, Mother's Day, NFLLeave a comment

(re-run) The world is insane. A snowstorm is predicted for the East Coast. It’s Mother’s Day weekend. The local news station reported that scientists may take llama antibodies for Covid-19 and give them to humans to see if it would help with immunity. Does that mean the humans might start spitting when they are angry?… Continue reading The Darwin Awards

You Know You’ve Been Alone Too Long When . . .

Posted in Barbie, beach, board and care, care giver, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dolls, flight, hot tub, humor, intervention, Ken, Medicare, memoir, neighbors, pandemic, wedding, ZoomLeave a comment

(re-run) It’s week ten or eleven of the Covid-19 lockdown — I’ve lost track. I found out in a Zoom meeting last night that two more people that I know had a nasty virus in March that caused them to lose their sense of smell and taste. They are both well over sixty, as are… Continue reading You Know You’ve Been Alone Too Long When . . .

The Weakest Link – my Low Back

Posted in bully, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dogs, exercise, female issues, low back pain, massage, memoir, newspaper, pandemic, relationships, shoes, Sunday Chronicle, TinnitusLeave a comment

(re-run) The good thing about the current Coronavirus Covid-19 lockdown is that I have a hundred projects to finish.  Suddenly I have nothing but time to do it all. Everything was going along swimmingly yesterday. I exercised. I painted (spray-painted picture frames), I picked up dog poop. I did a heavy load of laundry.  I… Continue reading The Weakest Link – my Low Back