Living in a bubble

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.

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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”

The day the ceiling tried to crush me

Disclaimer: This post deteriorates from anecdotal to ranty. Sorry not sorry.

When I was 18 my dentist said I needed to have my wisdom teeth pulled.

So I went and the orthodontist pulled them.

He sent me home with a script for codeine, and my mom tucked me into bed to sleep it off.

When I woke up, I felt a momentary flash of panic.

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More creativity out of my pandemic kitchen

So we’re keeping sane being under house arrest. Mostly by doing creative things. Like cooking. And art. And perfecting the art of Call of Duty gaming. (I don’t know…ask a teenager.)

Rice and corn casserole topped with cheese. Missing, greens…

It’s funny, really, I read about lock-downs in many places across the globe and they’re all talking about school work being assigned to children.

MINE have NONE.

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How to cook the food you hoarded

Q1: What does one cook for a family who is partially bored of staying in and socially distanced from their friends?

A1: I have some ideas…stay tuned. (It’s only been a few days here in Toronto, but it’s been much longer in other places and the internet educates us with their plight, creativity and humour.)

Q2: Who fights off boredom with incessant snacking and questions about what’s there to eat?

A2: Teenagers. They’re a hungry bunch. Bored teenagers are even hungrier. (And we’re only on day 3 of the social isolation…) Continue reading “How to cook the food you hoarded”