This is going to be one of the hardest posts I’ve ever written because I’m going to write it entirely with my thumbs. I left my laptop charger at my sweetheart’s house this morning and my computer only lasts about 10 minutes on a full charge, so there it is. There’s this thing that happens […]
Category Archives: Corona
Panic attacks are a part of our landscape, hardly memorable in their banality.
I would be considered magical if I was surrounded by mice that knew how to sew or birds that helped me bake pies. I’m just like that but with totally useless dogs. Magical AF.
Before going to bed BF asked me if I wanted to go to Santa Fe with him. He is friends with a couple who are world class tango instructors and performers and wants to introduce me to them. I would love a change of scenery and a little NRE. I haven’t been to Santa Fe […]
I made it through my ten days of isolation and now can join the world again, I’m so ready! So is Micah. I’m nowhere near 100% but I can smell a lot more things now. My stomach is still off, though. Maybe it shrunk in the last ten days because I can’t eat very much […]
Yesterday was not a good day. I thought that being able smell new things would be good for my appetite, but it had the opposite effect. I made chicken thighs in a ginger, honey, soy marinade with rice and bok choy but the smell of it completely turned me off. Add to it some bullshit […]
It has been one week since I suspected I was sick with COVID, a relevant distinction given that “onset of symptoms” dictates my isolation period. That means I have three more days. I have questions, though. Questions I will ask of my caseworker at the Boulder Heath Department, a very nice lady. How am I […]
Tonight I asked Micah if he would like to go on a drive with me.
I just got back from a couple days of camping with Micah (Casey was on a 30 mile backpacking trip with the Scouts), Amy’s family and Emily’s family. There were also dogs and I brought one of Micah’s friends because I’m always down to add more kids to the mix. And the BF came on […]
Sometimes I leave out details that might upset someone who reads my blog – and believe me, there are times when I wish it was anonymous – sometimes I am writing it from the perspective of the person I want to be, maybe putting the cart before the horse.