Hi Darling Ones, In the middle of my many and varied pandemic depressions, I ordered a tradescantia nanouk named Travis. I’ve mentioned him before. What I don’t think I told you is that the first one that arrived was dead. If I have told you this, forgive me. On day 389 of the pandemic I can’t keep my stories straight. At least that’s what I’m blaming it on. Anyway, the poor little plantling travelled from wherever it was from to…
Hello Darling Ones, Have you ever seen the movie “Elf?” The one with Will Ferrel? Second best Christmas movie of all time? I have seen it roughly eleventy kabillion times. Sister #2 watches it one a day, every day from Thanksgiving to Christmas Day. She has done this for years. Anyway, there’s a scene where Buddy busts into the room when they’re in a meeting with Miles Finch and he twirls around shouting “I’m in love! I’m in love! And…
Good afternoon Darling Ones, I googled “when is evening” and “when is afternoon” to make sure I was using the right one. I learned evening starts after six and afternoon is noon to six. For the record, it is currently 5:23 p.m. Thursday, April 1, in sunny Shakopee, MN, day 385 of the pandemic. Did you miss me? I didn’t intend to take a small break but I’ve been busy. I had to get groceries, zoom with the tea ladies,…
Hey Darling Ones, Guess what happened today? Give up? I worked almost five entire billable hours. Just today. This is equal to all the billable hours I worked last week. I almost feel like a contributing member to society again. Yes, it is gross that I feel I have to earn money to be contributing to society. That thought just fell out of my fingers as I was typing. Now I’m angry about it. I hate how much capitalism has…
Hello Darling Ones, Back in the olden days, in the year of Brach’s Red Hots Cinnamon Candy Canes*, I had a recurring bit called It’s Sunday & I’m Boring. What happened in those posts seems pretty self-explanatory, right? Guess what? Today is Sunday and I am boring. It’s just like the old days again. 8:10 a.m. I woke up because the coffee maker was beeping. I was in the midst of a dream where I was involved in a big…
Hi Darling Ones, I did not intend to take a three-day hiatus from the COVID Diaries, but Sister #4 came up from South Dakota for work-related reasons and that took up all my time. I probably shouldn’t be writing now because I’ve had very little sleep over the past three days and that tends to make me more melancholy than usual. So, why not write about some of the ways a heart can break? The First Way Beverly Cleary dies….