Every once in a while I cook an elaborate breakfast. Today, it was French toast. With the last loaf of bread, almost no maple syrup, but plenty of cinnamon and a tiny sprinkle of sugar. And some peameal bacon ha.
I was just out picking up one of the cars at the body shop.
Driving up a busy artery of western Toronto I looked at all the traffic around me. It’s hard to believe we’re still in a pandemic – there was hustle and bustle everywhere.
There were key differences though between how it was last summer and how it is now:
As of today, the local board of Education is going to start calling every parent of school-aged children to find out what their intention is.
There are a few options here in my city of Toronto:
Every night I look at the global covid maps. I want to see how other places are doing with reopening and easing of restrictions.
I leave America last. Sometimes I skip it all together. Sorry, it’s not you, dear readers, it’s your dear leader…😳 Continue reading “Edging closer to the covid-abyss”
It appears I am completely, utterly alone in my hardship and plight. 🙄
I have neither hardship nor plights of any kind. Most of the time… 😉
Something happened today that was a little unusual. Perhaps I will entertain you here. It has to do with this unique situation we all find ourselves in, this covid/pandemic/restrictions/protocol thing we have been forced to adjust to.
But allow me to start at the beginning. Continue reading “Hardships and plight: coping with the new normal”
Don’t @ me, I’m allowed to state this fact. We had a 6 month winter and I like it when it’s hot. I’m just sayin’…Also. Air conditioning is nice for sleeping. 🙂
If you were given the option to pay taxes, would you? Continue reading “About masks: freedom, choice, and hearing loss”
Yesterday I learned a new acronym:
It feels like Friday today.
It’s not Friday…not that it matters, really.
I do what I do and I do it day by day by day by day. (Doug and the Slugs)
Today I had a bunch of hurdles preventing me from moving forward on multiple projects.
Disclaimer: I’m feeling sorry for myself. Don’t be rude or obnoxious in the comments, I’ll block you. None of my self-absorbedness in this post means I’m not anxious or active in other, more important things going on in my family, community and beyond. This post isn’t a tally of what I do for others; I don’t feel like justifying myself to anyone today. This is my blog and today, this is what flows out of my head and into my keyboard. Sorry not sorry.
Some days I feel like I’m living inside a bubble.
I don’t mean to imply the bubble is an isolated, lonely entity of solitude, because there isn’t much of that despite still staying home most of the time. I just mean the lack of external obligations has me more isolated than usual, and for longer than usual. Continue reading “Living in a bubble”