I have a bandaid on my right index finger, right at the tip, which prevents me from using the biometric fingerprint thingy on the back of my phone. I use biometrics to access my locked accounts on my phone.
So this is fun. 🙄
I guess I could take the bandaid off and suffer… 😂
Speaking of suffering, I’ve had trouble with the post office lately. 🤨
I made soup today. I specifically bought a package of beef cubes to use in soups or stews because it’s getting to that time of year when a pot of soup bubbling on the stove is one of those comforting things.
I love hearty, beefy soups with a thick broth flavoured with tomatoes, beans, kale or chard, onions and garlic. And a lot of nice spices too.
The last ingredient I was going to add into my soup was mushrooms. I bought those yesterday specifically because I knew I was going to make soup this week.
However. The mushroom pack has disappeared. It is gone. Vanished into thin air.
Something exciting and dramatic happened today. I say exciting because it’s not something that happens every day in my neighbourhood, much less on my street. But for us poor schmucks in lockdown, exciting means it’s a diversion from the same old routine, right?
My son’s last quadmester (4th semester consisting of two subjects due to remote/virtual learning) began a couple of weeks ago. It will run until the end of June, probably online. And then, he’ll have graduated grade 10 from inside of his bedroom. Thank you Mr. Trudeau and Mr. Ford. You are both equally to blame. (Don’t at me unless you’re Justin or Doug, I’m not going to rant and debate about this today.)
Second of all, as is standard at this time of year (beginning with cooler weather), some people in this house are feeling a little run down. They made the decision to cancel all activities out of the house (of which there are oh so many – not 🙄) and remain here in the house at all times.