Category: Covid 19

My Bad, It’s Just a Brain Fart

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(re-run) I ventured out this morning to get Sis’s prescriptions and some Zyrtec for allergies. Today is the first day that everyone in my county is required to wear some type of a face mask when out and about at the grocery store, etc..  I have one left over from the fires of 2018. The… Continue reading My Bad, It’s Just a Brain Fart

Monday, Monday

Posted in California, Covid 19, daughter, dermatologist, doctor, dog walks, dogs, Dr. Fauci, drugstore, election, errands, friends, memoir, nextdoor.com, science, yard, yard sign, Zoom, ZumbaLeave a comment

(re-run) The neighbors have a new puppy. I can hear it squeaking at their back door. The windows are open, a hot night for October in California. My stitched-up leg is on the foot stool. The pain has lessened. After all, it is day 5.  Only 9 more to go before the stitches come out.… Continue reading Monday, Monday

Laugh More, Worry Less

Posted in Al qaeda, Australia, California, climate change, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dogs, Dr. Fauci, election, Facebook, fires, Iowa, laughing, memoir, Oakland, risk, Twitter, YouTubeLeave a comment

(re-run) The state is on fire, again. It seems that three of the last four years have been off the charts for wild fires. 2017 – Napa and Santa Rosa burned. Santa Barbara County, too. 2018 – Paradise, the town, was wiped off the map. 2019 – Because of heavier winter rainfall, the fires weren’t… Continue reading Laugh More, Worry Less

Memorial Day Weekend – Hello to Summer

Posted in 4th of July, antibody test, barbecue, Barbie, beach, birthday, blogging, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dancing, extrovert, Facebook, foxtails, introvert, Ken, laundry, live music, memoir, musicians, phone, Zoom3 Comments

(re-run from 2020) My next-door neighbor just told me that he had the Coronavirus in December, that he was down for 10 days, lost weight, lost his sense of smell and taste, and felt like he had a big rubber band around his chest.  He had to sleep in a chair because it hurt to… Continue reading Memorial Day Weekend – Hello to Summer

Pandemic Friday

Posted in chicken, Coronavirus, Covid 19, Democrats, dogs, face masks, flu, friends, government, hospital, ICU, John Lennon, live music, lungs, media, memoir, music, musicians, restaurant, teens, tip jarLeave a comment

(re-run) My friends are going out. They are eating at restaurants with no masks on, and they are sitting shoulder to shoulder at the table – not all from one household! I am chicken to do that.  I watch too much news and read too many newspapers. Yes, everything we do in life is a… Continue reading Pandemic Friday

Afternoon Delight and Boater Safety

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

(re-run) 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… Continue reading Afternoon Delight and Boater Safety

Pandemic Tuesday and the Escape Dog

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(re-run) It’s that bewitching hour, 6:00 p.m. I’ve done all my daily duties, the chorus Zoom meeting isn’t till 7:00, I am too tired to clean something, I’ve scrolled through Facebook enough, so now I will write a blog post. I started out my day by going to Costco. I go once a month and… Continue reading Pandemic Tuesday and the Escape Dog

Neighborhood Pack Rat

Posted in Amazon, antique store, Coronavirus, Costco, Covid 19, Depression, elastic, fabric, face masks, garage, grandma, memoir, neighborhood, neighbors, pack rat, recycle, scavenger, sewing, sewing room, shelter in place, social distancing, thrift storeLeave a comment

(re-run) You know our kind. We save everything, just in case. I might need that someday. I’m going to wear that size again. That thing on the side of the road still has use left in it, and it’s free. That has a good memory for me. Who keeps stuff that evokes bad memories? No… Continue reading Neighborhood Pack Rat

Best Birthday Ever

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(re-run from deep into the pandemic) I was dreading the big one with no way to celebrate it during a pandemic. What would I do all day?  How could I make the day different from all the other ones during the lockdown? The good news is that I didn’t have to do anything at all.… Continue reading Best Birthday Ever

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 from 2020) 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… Continue reading The Weakest Link – my Low Back