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Because sadly we’re still here.
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Yay! I’m in the clear.
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Sorry, I had to.
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This was quite a letdown.
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Preach, sister.
Preach!
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Cats. They’re always way ahead of the curve.
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Sink or swim. That’s pretty much where we are…
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Remember the Covid piñata I bought for the Christmas in July party?
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It was a huge hit. Everyone got in the spirit and had ideas on where to hang it.
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Not wanting the contents to spill into the pool, I recommended a nearby tree.
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A little lower please.
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Blindfolds were acquired and the swinging began.
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Poor girl had no idea my evil husband was messing with her aim. She managed to knock the germ off its hanger but didn’t break it… so it was rehung and more turns were taken.
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The pre med boyfriend finally bashed it open … (although it was against someone’s car, oops!) and pandemic appropriate goodies spilled out.
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They were quickly scooped up and examined. At first people laughed, because how often do you have portable toilet paper in a piñata?
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But then everyone was stuffing their pockets for the next apocalyptic run on Charmin.
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The Covid ball?
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It looked rather like a dirty Pac Man and was claimed as well.
To be continued …
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Because it looks like we’re going to need these again.
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It’s true. I’m starting to feel like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon.
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Agree or disagree, it’s still funny.
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Yes! That’s it exactly….
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I fill those darned things three times a day, stop complaining.
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No political comments necessary.
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Some years, if we’re not traveling… we spend Christmas Day with friends. They tend to have less emotional baggage than family, and are generally a lot more fun. Of course last year, Covid ruined everything about the holidays and we neither traveled nor made merry with friends. Boo to global pandemics! They’re such a buzz kill.
Our friends, being fun loving (as well as gift greedy) have decided to celebrate 2020’s lost holiday in July. (It will be a barbecue/pool party at our friend’s newly purchased house/horse farm/how the Hell is a 50 something single woman going to take care of this huge spread by herself.)
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We’ve been invited and encouraged to get into the Christmas in July spirit…. so naturally I will be wearing this:
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Because nothing says Ho! Ho! Ho! like Santa in a mankini.
I will also be bringing this:
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A Covid themed piñata, so we can all take our frustrations over the past year out on something other than our spouses.
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Yes. To all of that. And I won’t be filling it with candy, no. In honor of the shit show that was 2020 I will fill it with these:
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What are those you ask? Only the perfect gift to give your friends in case certain items become hard to find again.
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Portable toilet paper! Am I a genius or what?
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And to further get into the Christmas spirit? I’ve purchased this 2020 totally went down the drain themed tree.
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I did not however purchase the accompanying ornaments.
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Tree turd danglers?
No.
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Definitely, no.
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Stopping at the new pub everyone is raving about…
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Not having to make reservations, worry about masking or social distancing.
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Cruising the cocktail list…
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And enjoying a few boozy blueberry lemonades.
The food?
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Fabulous! A hand tossed wood fired chicken Florentine pizza for me, grilled sea scallop salad with candied pecans and strawberry vinaigrette for the husband.
Life. It finally seems to be getting back to normal.
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It feels like it’s almost over, but I still want to laugh.
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I hate when that happens.
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A little regional humor. But no less true…
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This was precisely the reason we chose our current home. I know we technically have neighbors, but not seeing them makes them makes my fondness for them grow.
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That looks about right.
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And this one is dead on.
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On our way home from our scenic drive the other day we stopped for a cocktail ( or two ).
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Repeat after me… martinis are not made with rum. Nope. Uh uh. Never. Cherry Gin Ricky it is.
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Nice flavor, but a little too sweet so I asked the bartender to dial back the grenadine on #2. Bartenders are wonderful people, so helpful and attentive to our needs.
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Cocktails with my husband always requires food, so he ordered mussels while I opted for Truffle fries. Both were yummy but the real news? Even after I declined ketchup, 3 packets made their way to our table.
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Oh, the extravagance! After the waitress said she couldn’t take them back due to Covid rules… and when my husband remembered there was a shortage causing people to list them on eBay for $15 per… he scooped them up and brought them home. Where they’ll languish in the drawer until the next global pandemic lockdown.
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The crisis is slowly winding down and Covid humor is harder to find, but here are the latest.
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Sometimes it really is better to bee safe than sorry. ( Feel free to groan. I couldn’t help myself. )
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No doubt!
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You can’t argue with that logic.
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While technically these aren’t virus related jokes, if you’ve done any home improvements in the past year you know the price of lumber and supplies has skyrocketed.
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We were in Lowes the other day ordering shingles for our long overdo roof repair, and trust me… this isn’t far off the mark.
And finally…
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Ouch!
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If there’s a one in a million chance of getting a weird side effect from the Covid vaccine? You know it’s going to be me.
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So I got my second dose of the Pfizer vaccine Friday morning. By Friday afternoon, my arm was sore and I had a slight headache…. which was no big deal and to be expected. I went to bed at 10:00 and called it good. Until I woke up Saturday morning with body aches, sluggish fatigue, a bigger headache and an odd tenderness under my left arm. I was pretty useless all day, went to bed at 7:00pm but couldn’t sleep for the pain. By Sunday morning? I had a rock hard grapefruit in my armpit.
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I admit I was a little freaked out and immediately hit the computer for some medical research. Yes, it is a possible side effect… though it’s rare and only hits 0.3% of the public. It usually lasts a week to ten days, but can be sore for up to a month.
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Ironically, I had a routine doctors appointment scheduled for today and I just got back. They told me they hadn’t seen a patient present with it yet, but they did have a male nurse with a bad case. Of course he didn’t have to worry about wearing a tight bra, so my sympathy only went so far.
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The doctor told me our lymph nodes are part of our body’s immune response system and they swell when they’re fighting infection. So the fact that mine are inflamed is actually a positive reaction to the vaccine.
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Maybe so. But I’m here to tell you, it’s not a pleasant feeling.
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I saw this online the other day and it was too fun not to share.
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Librarians in France having fun during the pandemic.
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I’m always amused at this type of thing.
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But no matter how many times I try to recreate something similar it never works.
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Some of these are clever.
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Some, disturbing.
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But they all made me smile.
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And marvel at how close they were able to match the book covers.
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Dali would be proud.
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