Good evening my Corona friends and foes, hope everyone is happy and healthy, and not terribly on edge because of a big event happening in ten days, and I am not talking about the cure for Covid with a release of a vaccine. I won’t even mention the big event by name as to get myself and everyone else fired up. There is enough noise out there to do it all on its own. I have taken to watching Silent Witness on BBC, and I have worked my way up to season 15 and there are twenty one, so enough to occupy my time to keep off cable news. I must say this is just the kind of show that really is uplifting, cutting up all those bodies in the Coroner’s office, and the most bizarre evil crimes, with a bit of romance, and no not with dead bodies, but rather the corners with the police detectives. The kind of show that really brings you to a lighter mood just before bed. It says a lot about the state of the world if I am resorting to blood and guts to lighten my mood.  Speaking of guts, I may as well spill mine here since I don’t mind sharing, as you may have noticed I tend to overshare sometimes.  It seems I have a bout of diverticulitis and as much as I tried to ignore it these past few days, I found I could not treat it with my usual chardonnay and Advil, just wasn’t cutting it. They say it could be brought on by stress and for those you have suffered through it, I can tell you it is very painful and I liken it to labor pains with no medication, I can’t tell how men would describe it.  I have a pattern here as I try and avoid doctor visits as much as possible and these flare-ups generally occur on a weekend, hence my primary care is the emergency room.  Imagine my delight today when I called the Doctor who said he felt confident enough to give me a prescription. Let me just say that never happens, as I would have to get a cat scan and hang around and 8 hours later go home with my medication. So I am going to give the covid a high five on this one and thanks for keeping me out of the ER.  I am already feeling much better, and my roommate has been taking very good care of me, although we passed on the dinner box this week, so a little Trader Joes mushy meatloaf for dinner, but no Vodka on the rocks tonight. I am thinking of maybe taking a break this week from my kettle, as I have to be totally on my game to convince those undecided voters. I voted last weekend in person and then I discovered as a Boston resident I could have voted at Fenway. My friends went and they even got to go in the bleachers, normally they charge about $25 to tour the park, do you think they are buying votes? I wonder if they would find out if I voted twice.  Covid has some bright spots as well and I don’t mean any disrespect but my nephew’s son had a Bar Mitzvah last Saturday and we watched it on zoom in our PJ’s, you know these things can stress you out about what to wear, especially since nothing fits with Covid 19LBS.  Anyway, we were able to do a little drive by that afternoon and get a picture with Jacob, so all was grand. His parents will just have to throw him an amazing sixteen birthday party someday, and hopefully, there will be no masks, 3 years and counting.  I was reading an article in the newspaper the other day that Thanksgiving will be a lot smaller for most people, people are ordering smaller turkeys and even turkey breasts. I guess I won’t be cooking my 25-pound turkeys I am sure even though Techie loves my turkey and stuffing, we can’t be eating it for two weeks. This is my lover’s favorite holiday and we have always insisted that my kids come to our home for Thanksgiving and the outlaws can have Christmas, but my Maxi, Alana, and Tilda will not be traveling from Philadelphia this year, oh wait we have turned a corner so it is still on the table. I have actually spoken with people who are really sad that their crazy old uncle and obnoxious sister in-laws won’t be joining them. It is a ritual that they mentally prepare for months in advance but now they have to concentrate on working from home, while classes are remote and you have to be sure to have just the right screen on Zoom and be careful not to appear half dressed. So ya, I can see that putting up for a day or two with obnoxious people would be preferred, but we are living in a new reality and that is the Plague of 2020. I don’t want to see at the top of my blog Day 788, so stay safe, social distance, wear a mask and avoid crowds.

When this is all over I just may start a food blog and my nephew who lives in Shanghai sent me some interesting snacks as his 40th birthday gift to me, thank you, Michael.  I would crack them open now but considering my intestinal track I better wait.

Just sayin……………….