DAY 664

Good evening my corona friends and I trust everyone is once again in a semi-lockdown mode with our newest friend Omicron overstaying its welcome. I had to cancel my annual New year’s dinner today with some of my closest friends and I am pissed, as we had to cancel last year as well, never believing it would be the same in 2021. Perhaps if we lived in Florida, it would still go on because I hear Disney is packed, cruise ships are sailing and they don’t mind if the variant joins them. Seriously we have been doing this New Year’s dinner for so many years and probably the only time we all stay up to 1 am, as we do the Fireworks at midnight on the harbor. 2019 was a particularly Joyful night as we ramped up the music and did some dancing before the fireworks, and remember we live in a small place so 20 people drinking and dancing get can pretty tight. I was cleaning up after everyone had left and dropped a knife that landed funny on my bare foot. It erupted like a little volcano and my roommate got all shook up that I might have hit an artery. After calling the hotline they said you better call 911 as it is 2 am and New Year’s Eve, ER will be full. Well, first we had the Detective in charge come in and make sure the EMTs could come in. My friend Pam was spending the night and she was nervous because the place may have smelled a bit like incense. I told her not to worry we were legal. Then came the cutest police officers, who gave the all-clear to let the EMTs enter. I immediately forgot about the injury and turned into my mother, two cute boys, and equally cute lady EMTs. Well, I tried to fix them up and offer a snack and a little respite from a busy night. Once they saw the size of the cut, they assured me that I would live. Anyway, a great end to the night and I have a framed picture of those lovely ladies on my bookcase. I was hoping to share it with my friends this New Year to remind them of happier times but not going to happen because of this uninvited guest showing up.
I sat down tonight to write this blog and as I always do figure out the day and was a bit freaked out because tonight is day 664 and do you know what that makes NEW YEARS DAY 2022, Day 666 of the LIVINGINTHETIMEOFCORONA.COM blog…. I am not going to lie it is a bit concerning to me. The Universe might be sending me a message as the new Credit card I received after reporting one lost, has a security code of 666. I am not quite sure, am I living in hell, going to hell, or just the assholes that won’t get vaccinated going to hell? I am going with the latter and don’t let the door hit your ass on the way out. I know originally, I would say it was like living in the twilight zone but now I am not sure. Techie and I watched a movie the other night with my son Max 9 (the Emmy award winner) Last Night in Soho. It was a lot of flashbacks in another time but the nightmares were real and I think whoever wrote it got these weird and violent dreams from living under Covid, and we should all be disturbed and scared. I often can’t believe the shit going on in the world and sometimes wonder is it a nightmare or reality, I am not sure.
I would like to end on a positive note and wish you all a very Happy New Year, and mask up and stay safe. Tomorrow night it will just be my lover, roommate, techie for an intimate dinner that I of course am cooking. Oh, and by the way, my 3-month-old dishwasher is broken and no one can come and fix it for a while, so techie would have had to wash a lot of dishes if we had guests, so do you think he had anything to do with this unwanted visitor?
Just saying…………