It’s Spring. Sort of. We had rain and temps in the 30s-40s but my daffodils are blooming and the first day of Spring arrives the end of this week. So, there was a week and a weekend. There was also cedar pollen, golden oak pollen, and other such stuffs. So I have a runny nose, post-nasal drip, and a slight cough. You’d think I had the plague! I do not have a fever nor do I have shortness of breath. I just have my typical spring allergies. Fun times. So was going to Wallyworld. People are just…looney tunes over this beer flu stuff. Before you jump, let me explain. I’m older than dirt. I remember polio. I remember measles, mumps, whooping cough, and a whole host of childhood diseases that have been tamed by vaccines. I remember Legionnaire’s Disease, bird flu, swine flu, SARS, and a host of others. There’s always something out there waiting. More people have been sickened, survived, and been killed by this years version of the flu than they have by Corvid-19. WTF are people clearing the shelves of toilet paper and paper towels? This isn’t a huge national disaster where roads are impassible and transportation/manufacturing are at a standstil. It’s a sickness, the majority of those who have contracted it have survived. The media is in a feeding frenzy and people are buying into. For crissakes, the CHEESE SHEVLES were empty. CHEESE!!!!!!!!!!!! What the ever-loving fuck?
Okay. Climbing down off my soapbox with this last thought: I’m part of the at-risk demographics. I’m giving people more space and I’m washing my hands before I touch my face. If I were to have actual symptoms or had been in contact with someone who’d actually been exposed, I would self-quarantine. Easy peasy, people!
Moving on to wow moments of the week… I heard a woodpecker last week when we hit 80. I never saw it, but I so enjoy that rata-tat-tat sound. Also, my oldest bestest friend showed up on my doorstep yesterday as a surprise. We live a distance away and she got a wild hair. We sat, drank coffee, and talked. And talked. And talked. And we hugged. Screw social distancing. Anyway, there’s a reason she’s my oldest, bestest friend.
In other news, I’m pissed that sports are canceled. Yes, I understand why but I’m still pissed. I love the Spring for baseball and softball. Thank goodness for LIVE PD and the few other shows I watch. And books. Lots and lots of audio books. I think I’ve embarked on a totaly re-listen to the Eve Dallas/In Death books. There are 51 of them plus novellas. That’ll keep me for awhile. 😉
Speaking of TV, OMGWTFBBQ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The Bear! The Mama Bear! On “The Masked Singer.” Blown. Away! Watch her performance…
Then watch the panel’s guesses (hysterical!), the unmasking and her farewell rap with Nick Cannon. Y’all, this woman is now my hero! And if you don’t already know who it is, prepare for a shock and maybe a change of mind…
I’m going to leave it on that note because it makes me smile and laugh and we need a hellava lot more of this in our lives right now. I’ll be getting some work done this week. I hope. I’ll be missing my baseball but I’ll be catching up on listening, writing, and LIVE PD. Oh, and the next episode of “The Masked Singer.” Y’all have a good week. And our question for the day? How much toilet paper do you have stashed at your house? I happen to have a 10-pack and an 8-pack (acquired TWO WEEKS AGO!) because I bought one and LG bought the other a day later without looking to see if I’d already replenished our supply. 🙄 I wish he’d bought cheese instead! 🤣 Stay well out there!