Good evening my Corona friends and hope everyone is happy and healthy on this beautiful evening. I just finished another dinner from the box and tonight was quesadillas so had a few coronas, with dinner. I am following all the directions and chopping all the veggies [another veggie dinner] and ask my roommate are poblano peppers very hot?  He said I don’t think so just try and it and see, so I take a big bite and my mouth was on fire, thanks, Techie. Well after a few big gulps of cold milk I was back on track and I have to say it was dammed good. Now I get why my son thinks these dinner boxes are so wasteful, but I happen to love that I don’t have to do anything, just have all my ingredients lined up and ready, no need to think of anything else. I remember how excited I was when they introduced the salads in a bag and I did love those Caesar bags, all about convenience baby. Before that techie, if he was home alone and had to make a salad he would just crack an iceberg lettuce head in half and pour some Italian dressing over the sink, no dishes needed.  The personal chef position is still open should anyone want to apply. Today was a good day, techie told his nurse I was upset that he didn’t get the restaurant lists, so she promptly went into her office and typed up a nice list. I do agree with some of her choices and will try some new ones that I was not familiar with, but will have to table it for now, till it is safe to dine out again.  We did take a nice walk over to the North End tonight and just wandered around the perimeter of all these beautiful cafes and restaurants with a longing to enter but we kept going because June Cleaver, was cooking Mexican tonight.

On our way tonight my sister Judy did a facetime, I told you I had five sisters and she is the one that has a never-ending story once she gets going. Anyway, she had to let us know that she was having one of our Mom’s moments. I will try and explain but may be lost in the translation. My Mom had eleven children and she had everyone’s name on the speed dial and as she got along in life and her vision was failing her often hit the wrong number and thought she was calling someone else. I can’t tell you how many times she called me by mistake, and when I answered instead of thinking she called the wrong number, she would say Peggy what are you doing at Patty’s house you didn’t tell me you were coming, my sister lived close by Mom. I would first try to explain that she called the wrong kid, but her hearing was also going, so we all learned to just go along with it because it was just too difficult to try and yell into the phone that no I wasn’t at Patty’s and just easier to say I stopped in for a moment but had to get back on the road so no visit. I wished I had recorded some of these conversations because they often were just too hysterical to be believed.  Tonight my sister Judy who can’t stop talking most of the time, and she is known as the town crier, as she sends a text to all in the family telling everyone’s business whether you want it shared or not. Rarely, she isn’t ahead of all news and whereabouts of all the family, in her own words “she needs the details”. Well imagine her surprise tonight when she was trying to face time my daughter tonight and my sister Anne picked up the call, she lives in New Jersey.  She was mortified that Annie had come to Medford and she didn’t know about it, as she lives close by.  Well in this case it was the opposite Erica had just driven down to Jersey for work and was going to spend the evening with her Auntie Annie, well Judy was thrown, and immediately the whole episode of Mom on speed dial brought all back to some good laughs. Apparently other than the same wall phone that hung in my Moms kitchen with all the names, we are destined for the same misdials and I say hallelujah, it can break up some of our long and boring days.  I might even get a wall phone, probably not but I think I would like one. We still have a landline, although we never answer it because usually only some kind of pest calling or during the Coronavirus, a message from the Mayor of Boston and now, it is all about the election. I am going to end here as I am very tired and I don’t want to go into a tirade about that, as it would be x rated.

Just sayin