1. Who remembers the days of the manual typewriters? Clack, clack, clack. And, if you were a proficient typist, clack clack clackity clickclack clickity. . . !
2. Anyone else glad he or she took typing in high school? Friends tell me we learned on electric typewriters. I remember the manual typewriters in journalism class. Yup, I felt like a real reporter when I composed my stories on a typewriter.
4. The fastest I could type was in the high 70s. I remember coming out of a job interview all psyched about that high score. I thought that I ought to insure my hands. They were, after all, necessary for my livelihood. hahahaha.
5. The other day the husband and I talked with friends over the phone for a couple of hours. That's always enjoyable. We hadn't seen them since late January, and we live only several miles away. Being in our mid 60s, each with an additional risk factor, the four of us have no desire to experience this ever changing wicked virus. Nor to give it to others.
6. Pandemics don't go away over night, no matter how much we wish.
7. I have to wonder about people who protest that their liberties are being infringed because government is protecting the general welfare for everybody. How many of them deny the liberties of Americans who don't look, believe, or act like them? How many of them say they believe in. . . . Aw, there I go, again, foaming at the mouth with righteousness.
8. Do people really say "Don't judge me." then proceed to do something unlike what others know about them? I see that ever so often in a TV show or movie. For instance a character scarfs up a gallon of milk or hot wires a car right after she says, "Don't judge me."
9. Today I would've had cataract surgery on my right eye if I hadn't cancelled last month. Elective surgeries are now allowed so I'll reschedule soon. It'll be nice to see clearly out of both my eyes. There are moments when I'm not wearing my eyeglasses I wonder why I can't see so well. Duh.
10. A beer trap is going out tonight! That's what the snails and slugs get for nibbling on innocent sunflower seedlings.
11. Being in shelter-in-place does not mean that the Husband and I console ourselves by eating snack foods and rich dishes. I realized that the other day when I was compiling the grocery list. Only took me two months. So, tonight or tomorrow I'll try a recipe for fettuccine Alfredo with a cauliflower sauce. Let's see if the Husband can tell.
12. The grocery store had a few ducks in its freezer section today. Goose, too. Honk. I was willing to close my eyes to the price, but as I was reaching for a package, I saw the frozen Cornish hen at a third of the price of the duck. Guess what I'll be roasting tomorrow or the day after? Not a quack.
13. Was it this past Monday that it rained? We got a fair amount in the backyard, which means there was a standing puddle on the cement. A cement pond, but not like what the Clampetts had, I wish.
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