Category: Covid19

September of My Years

As another September draws to a close, my mind wraps around the fact that it’s my 60th September.

Wow!

I really am feeling my age, and the Covid-19 months are just adding to it. When realizing it’s September, I look at what I have on and it’s basically the same thing I wore at the start of the Quarantine! Granted, the fit is a bit snugger, as my physician tried to reassure me at my August physical, ALL his patients that have been it put on an average 10-15 pounds over Quarantine. Uh, gee… thanks-I feel better…. NOT.

Granted, living by the bay has its’ advantages, but it was rough when the weather was really humid. Overall, I’d like to think that as the weather gets cooler, being home will lose some of its’”Groundhog Day” aura, and Kasia and I will be back pounding the macadam again, when we both don’t need major toweling to dry ourselves off.

We can’t wait to have happy adventures soon!

How Dry I Am….

First batch of this year’s tomatoes

It has been extremely dry down here at the “Undisclosed Location.”

Bad enough time of civil unrest and COVID-19, unemployment, social distancing, and idiots who are down here without masks, but we are really dry. The last significant rain was during tropical Storm Fay. Cities on the Jersey coastline have a better chance at major precipitation than we at the bay do.

Kasia and her fur coat have been having a rough time along with me during the heat. I keep trying to work her coat down to make her comfortable. We have been getting our walks in, but running back in to get in air-conditioning.

My gorgeous Gerber daisies are virtually non-existent in this heat. I really didn’t get a chance to buy many, due to COVID, and the few I did buy aren’t fans of this heat.

So, it’s back to vegging out now for both Kasia and myself. We are patiently waiting for a cooling front to come through.

Oh, for October……

Marching Along…

…or so I thought. I was well into the second semester loving my time as a substitute teacher.

Then came the Covid19.

Oh boy. School would be closed, social distancing entered our vocabulary , and, of course, now that I am 60, I am in the group of citizens that has to be careful. I also have my cancer history that makes me even higher in the “careful/compromised” group. I have to worry about Jim and family members and friends and myself. It’s a time that we don’t know how to behave, because we have never been here before.

Kasia just doesn’t know how to behave or what to think. I think she seriously wondered what was going on. She was used to me being home over a block of time for summer, but this bonus has her shaking her chow/golden head. I have seen a ton of memes on Facebook about dogs begging for no more walks. We aren’t quite there yet, I think, but as two “old” girls, we go along as best as we can.

We are fortunate, Kasia and I, to have such a pretty place to take our walk to. I am sure if we were still in the city, we’d be frustrated as to limited walking spots, but down here, we have several different ways to walk and they all are scenic.

Stay well, my friend. Please wash your hands and stay healthy. Let’s all be around to say we got through the storm together.