Day 137

Good evening my Corona Friends and lovers and hope everyone had a great Hump Day today. It sure was a beautiful day after a crazy storm last night, we only had some mad wind and rain but some areas outside the city had some serious damage and loss of power. I am sure that was a very unwelcome occurrence during these crazy times, someone is really putting us all to the test.  Remember when there was a time and a tragedy or disaster struck and everyone rallied behind each other to make it whole again?  Now we are 137 days and counting into one of the worst tragedies in our history, with so many people dying, and we are still debating the merits of wearing a mask. Wear the Goddam mask already, so we can start to live normally again. Just do it.  Don’t debate the merits and look for conspiracy theories just give it a shot, what have you got to lose, your life?  Ok enough of the preaching, but we were starting to get pretty comfortable here after months of lockdown and now it looks like we are spiking again. 

Today I was slipping a bit and may have lost my June Cleaver status, but I did manage to feed techie all of his meals, just did take out for lunch. I skipped the dinner box tonight and went to my daughters to use their outside grill, because I will be dammed if I was going to grille in our courtyard/parking lot, on charcoal that I have to light myself.  Instead, I opted for the fifteen-minute drive to use my old grille that now resides in their backyard and it still works. Today was a good day as my roommate chose to isolate and sit on his boat for a while this afternoon, but may not have been the best choice as a major construction project is occurring right next door.  Like I said just can’t catch a break, not sure if I mentioned it, but we sit on the very last slip next to a bridge project that involves tearing one down and building another. Turns out this will go on for three years, so a little bit of dust will follow us for a while, like Pig Pen from Peanuts, did I mention we were there during the big dig?  Again First World Problem I know but a little bit of whining is good for the soul, says me.  I was reading an article earlier about Americans living abroad and the foods they really miss, it’s funny because I can’t think of anything except for my Cape Cod chips, but I am sure the minute you are away and start thinking about something your desires shoots right up. One person missed Annie’s Mac and cheese Europeans don’t go for that powdered cheese packets, some missed their chewable vitamins, peanut butter of course, and weirdly ranch dressing, go figure.  I remember traveling with my kids to different countries and seeing some families going through customs with all kinds of food in the carry-on, peanut butter, and a whole host of things. The first time I was thinking did I miss something should I have brought food with me?   I just assumed if they were hungry enough they would just eat what was offered. Once we went away with a family we didn’t know that well they took the place of some last-minute dropouts and they had kids that wouldn’t eat anything, so they subsisted on pringles and any available American junk food they could find. When they got home they all had intestinal issues and wondered why we didn’t and said they would never travel outside the country again with their kids. Well, I am sure if you lived on Pringles and candy for 10 days, you may get a little backed up.  They sure missed out on some of the best seafood and dishes we ever had, for quite the modest sum, I might add.

So techie comes home today and tells me his nurse is a real foodie and wants to write a food blog. He says she has been to every restaurant in the city, but do you think he asked her what her favorite is?  No, and you know I pride myself on eating everywhere and anywhere, so I am sending him tomorrow with a shared list. He could only remember a few places she talked about and yes I knew them but always looking for something new and building my list for when the world becomes safe again.  We have dined out since outdoor seating has become available but we won’t be doing it for a while, so have to perfect my craft and “think outside the box” Get it?  I want to thank a lot of my corona friends for supporting me in my PMC and donating to my ride.  Coincidentally this came up on my FB memory today from 3 years ago and it was a time like I do every year, I say I am not doing this again, I am too old and tired. Now you all know how I love my Ketel Vodka, but I have to say somedays, I can swing in another direction. I was riding at the end of the first day may 80 miles and a few miles to go a woman comes up next to me and says we are almost there and we can start on the vodka. Well dam my ears perked right up and I said they don’t serve vodka at the tent, and she said Titos is a new sponsor, well hot dam I had a spring in my pedaling.  We all have some kind of carrot that gets us over the finish line…….

Just sayin