~~ Overheard in real life:
“You’d have to be dead to not smell her cooking.”
“My doctor was insistent that peanut butter isn’t the issue, but my mother says he is wrong.”
[To clerk in store in a very arch tone] “I want to buy eight, but you only have five on the shelf. What is the problem here?”
“You can’t give that out for Halloween. Kids like gross, not peppermint.”
~~ Zooming here and there:
[Speaking of a 16-month-old toddler] “He wants everything now, and when I say ‘later’ he has a hissy fit. OMG, I am also describing my husband.”
[In a seminar about applying for Medicare before the program’s official start time] “Most of the seniors will understand some but not all of Facebook. They just use it to see what their grandkids are up to.”
“Hi, hi, hi! You look great, [name]. Wait, that’s not you. You’re a black box. Oh, I better shut up.”
“Can you tell the difference when I stand up? I mean, do you see me or do I disappear?”
~~ As I wait in line to enter a store, the woman behind me compliments the “Biden-Harris” button on my purse.
Moments later, a woman comes from the parking lot, cuts the line, and heads into the store. “Must be a tRump voter,” the woman behind me seethes.
~~ That store was my second entry into a market in weeks when the only thing I wrote on my list was “cauliflower,” and yet cauliflower was not purchased. I bemoaned this “senior moment” to my husband, and he promptly cheered me up: “I’ve forgotten about cauliflower my whole life. You just forgot it twice.”
~~ We got a menu for a new Chinese restaurant in the mailbox. I thought I’d try a tofu and vegetable dish when I saw “FREE DELIVERY!” Then I read the fine print: Orders must be $40 or more and delivery limited to under 3 miles. Jeez, the total cost of my order was $11.99! I’d have to order a feast to get it anywhere near the minimum (my husband dislikes Chinese food as much as he detests cauliflower). I didn’t bother, as Google maps shows they are 3.9 miles away. Restaurants, think before mailing!
~~ Yoga nuggets:
All we can do is be in the moment, because this moment will never come again.
Don’t moan about not having a totally balanced life. Think about what an EKG looks like — if there’s no ups and downs, you’d flatline!
Your body need not move to send it soaring.
~~ I was able to visit with a good friend in person for a bit as I delivered baby gifts for her grandson and grandniece. As we conversed, masked, the subject of Halloween came up, as I know she makes up a very large quantity of bags for trick or treaters.
“I’m only going to do 100 bags instead of $150,” she said.
That still struck me as wild — who would send or allow their child to accept candy from a stranger in the middle of a pandemic? “You’d be surprised,” she replied.
That’s why I was less surprised when I saw a Facebook post from an acquaintance whose plan is to make her children take baths after trick or treating while she sprays the outside of all the collected candy with Lysol. Her rule will be clear: they can eat all the candy they want the next day.
That sums up Halloween 2020 in my book: I’m petrified to open my door on October 31 to the outstretched hands of potential carriers who haven’t sanitized between neighborhood houses, but some mom is OK letting her kids eat Lysol’ed candy on November 1.
~~ In the category of you never know about anyone, one of my favorite local legislators was arrested in a drugs-for-sex sting operation. He doesn’t represent me, but I’ve spent a few campaign cycles working for him, making calls etc. I’m sure no one I called will ever associate my name with their vote for this allegedly degenerate slimebucket, but I’ve got a serious case of “boy did I get fooled” right now. Ick. Grr.
~ I’m just curious: when Donnie finished his interview with Lesley Stahl and the mic was removed, did he have to lay down on a bed and fiddle in his trousers to tuck his shirt back inside? I mean, Rudy Giuliani says that's how it's done.
~~ Once again, I’m writing this blog in a narrow sliver of time on Thursday afternoon, before the presidential debate and any news drops that occur after I schedule this to post. So I cannot be as timely as I’d like. But I do want to make an observation about how hard Donnie and the GOP are working to slap a manufactured scandal on Joe Biden. And yet, as of now, it’s seemingly ignored by most news sources and quite a lot of voters.
Could maybe the whole “but her emails” insinuations and implications, which always were insignificant, never really have been about the emails at all? I suspect that pronoun was the problem for many.
Dasvidaniya. Have a great weekend if you can! Be safe, be smart, and vigilant. Work to turn the White House, Senate, and the nation blue. Make a plan and vote for the 545 children whose parents cannot be located, for the sick, for the vulnerable, for the Constitution, for those with pre-existing conditions, for the hungry, for troops who are neither suckers nor losers, for the forests, for the diminishing snowcaps, and for those whose lives should matter just as much as everyone else’s.