When Selfies Were Rocket Science

We are working on our photo album.  This one, of my husband and his big brother, should win a prize.

Circa 1950:  How To Take A Selfie

1) Wait for Mom to go to the grocery
2) Have brother help you take down the bathroom medicine cabinet mirror
3) Bring that down to the back yard and prop it up
4) Get the camera
5) Lay on the ground. Face the mirror. Take your picture.

Ellespeth

While Waiting For The Atmospheric River

Santa Clara County, CA – Shelter-in-Place Week9

Weather forecast calls for an Atmospheric River for our general area between yesterday and Tuesday. We’re due a total of 0.03 inches of rain.😂  I can’t help it…coming from New Orleans,  I would expect more rainfall during something called an Atmospheric River.  But, we’ll take all the rain we can get and it gives us something to think about besides the pandemic.

Partly over the weather forecast and partly because I wanted to smile today  ( while waiting for this weather forecast to materialize)  we’re watching ‘Singin’ In The Rain’…  take a few minutes to watch pure bliss unfold.  I mean, what else do you have to do? And who else remembers tap dance lessons?

Ellespeth 

Geez Louise

Santa Clara County, CA  Lockdown Day #47 (My Gawd!)

If I’ve read correctly, we are now locked down until the end of May.  Himself is 77.  I am almost 70.

Me:  I want to go to the grocery and pick out my own produce and stuff.

Himself:  Nope.

Me:  We have friggin masks now.  We could make just a short grocery run.

Himself:  Nope.

Me:  Pffft.  Whatever.

I can’t do anything outside of this condo except walk around the block and almost get killed by a kid on a scooter and I have an ass for a President.

I’m so fortunate, though.  I mean I don’t wanna go straight to hell for complaining about being under almost house arrest.  I know I’m fortunate, dammit.  I just feel like I’m losing control over my life.  I thought, you know, that I knew enough about life to accept being confined for my own good.  Well, ladies and gentlemen, I was wrong.

I just love how Joni Mitchell’s voice has mellowed as she’s aged.  Beautiful.

Fini!

Ellespeth ♥

When Cookies Cured Everything

Santa Clara County, CA  Lockdown Day #40 (Better Known As 40 Days And 40 Nights)

I am really blessed to be locked down and have a precious 6/7 year old neighbor meeting with me, on our balconies, each day.  Especially today when I had had a total meltdown because of an email password issue and had probably yelled some profanities that filtered, quite loudly, through  our shared walls.  Later, he and I meet on our balconies:

Me:  OMG M I’ve had a horrible day today.  (I’m a believer in just putting it out there like it is since he probably knew anyway. So why pretend?)

M:  Horrible?

Me:  Yes.  Really horrible.

M:  Just a minute.  (He leaves and returns with a handful of packaged cookies)  Here, take these.

Me:  (Almost in tears and the innocence of it all) Oh thank you M.  These will really help me feel better.

M:  Yes.

And we parted until tomorrow.  I mean really?  Okay?  Sometimes cookies are just as good as hugs.

Ellespeth

Our Daily Walk

Santa Clara County, CA 3/24/20:

We went for a walk yesterday.  Stayed 6 feet away from other people out walking who were also trying to fend off cabin fever.  We were almost run over by a toddler, on a scooter, zooming round the corner and about to fall.  She was wearing a helmet – totally oblivious to the world happenings around her.  It was such a joyfilled moment amidst all this corona virus stuff

Wash yer hands!

Ellespeth

The Face Of A Hero

We’re in Santa Clara County in California.  We have been mostly inside for almost a week now.  We don’t like to admit it but we are two of those older people who are supposed to stay inside except for short walks.  Flattening the curve.  I guess we won’t know if that is working for a few more weeks.

We had to order our grocery a week ago to get it delivered today but…it was shopped and delivered by this really awesome woman.  We chatted, on text, the entire time she was shopping.  She has four children and is sanitizing her hands at every turn.  I told her she was a hero.  Definitely my hero.  Out there on the front line shopping for my grocery and possibly exposing herself to this virus?  When she delivered the grocery she was just such a wonderful human being.  I wanted to hug her but – the six feet thing and all so I didn’t.

A girlfriend of mine has a son who is an EMS person.  He’s working extra shifts and was screening, at one point, passengers at the San Francisco Airport.  I told her to tell him, for me, that he is a hero.  A real hero.

You just never know when you’re gonna meet a hero.  It’s pretty rare.  I’ve met two.  And I just can’t get this song out of my mind.

Stay well and wash yer hands!

Ellespeth

Wash Yer Hands Dammit

A lot of the young tech workers, in our building, came home yesterday hauling bags and boxes of work in order to work from home for – seems like – the next three weeks.

I told David, this corona virus is like a hurricane. You know it’s going to hit but you don’t know where or how terrible it will be. So…We made a midnight grocery run last night to avoid being around too many people:

No Clorox or any other kind of wipes like that

No rubbing alcohol and minimal amounts of vodka and gin

No rice

No toilet paper

NONE OF MY FAVORITE PEANUT BUTTER!

No oatmeal

No eggs

Oddly, no dish washing powder

The store had moved Spam to a prominent location.

David is almost 80 years old. I don’t see how we can possibly keep watching the babies at the church two mornings a week while their mothers have time off and a breakfast. It’s too risky. I wouldn’t want to go alone either because I wouldn’t want to bring anything home to him. (not that I’m that young, I’m almost 70) And so we are going to self isolate ourselves as much as possible until we see where this thing is going in the Bay Area.

Unfortunately, this has forced me to read the news and to see once again what an idiot our president is:(    Words cannot express how distressed I have been for the last three years. Of course I get on  with it every day and all that but…deep at my core is the knowledge that my county has been forever changed by this presidency. I sense that to be true and have written about it privately. Some poems. Some stories. I’ll see where they lead.

Since I am on the internet anyway, reading the news, I will try to catch up here.

Wash yer hands dammit!

Ellespeth