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Because I still need to laugh.
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Nothing like negative reinforcement.
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It’s all about choices.
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It certainly is.
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That seems fair to me.
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I really need that shirt.
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Because I still need to laugh.
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Nothing like negative reinforcement.
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It’s all about choices.
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It certainly is.
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That seems fair to me.
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I really need that shirt.
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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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So now that we have a comfortable, heated and (well stocked with beer) man cave, it was time to get down to some serious board game playing. Covid social restrictions make multi player games like Pictionary and Cards Against Humanity a no go, so we searched for something fun to play with two people.
The husband won’t play Trivial Pursuit or Gin Rummy with me anymore because I wipe the floor with him every time. So we tried a game a friend had given us last year as a gift.
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Simple enough, you finish the lines from various categories… music, literature etc.
We played three games and I skunked my other half three times. Even though I gave him music questions from his favorite song.
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So we moved on to a classic, Scrabble.
It wasn’t an easy start and we didn’t have a lot to build from.
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My task was made even more difficult with letters like these.
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And these.
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And then these.
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But after a marathon four and a half hour game?
I won…. and my husband was pickled.
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Because laughing beats the alternative.
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Please. I’m begging you…
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Anal probe be damned. A day out is a day out.
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Thank you Hubert.
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How about we pee on everyone who refuses to wear one? That might change some minds.
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Run, chicken!
Run!
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Don’t laugh, by January this might be a reasonable option.
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Proof positive Covid is affecting everyone.
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Because I’m still trying to laugh.
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This just keeps getting worse and worse.
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Teleworking…. everyone is doing it.
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It’s here and we have to deal with it. Might as well mellow out if you can.
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They weren’t.
They definitely weren’t.
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Yes, please.
And maybe into 2022 just to be safe.
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Where there’s a will there’s a way.
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In this scenario, I see my noodle landing in my margarita… and no one wants that.
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Distance.
It’s all relative.
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Canadians have the right idea with hockey sticks. You can measure distance as well as crack heads if someone gets too close.
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Wisconsin? I don’t know. I’d rather not be on the back end of that ruler…
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Bubble gyms?
If they were covered in black fabric so no one could see my quarantine twenty jiggling… maybe.
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Excellent.
And I bet their conversation is more interesting than your cousin Darryl’s anyway.
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Squirrels are people too.
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Pffft!
What’s next, motion sensor operated baptism?
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Now that makes sense!
Go ahead, laugh.
It’s better than the alternative.
Have you ever wondered how it will feel when we eventually (hopefully!) get back to normal?
I’m not sure I ever want a stranger closer than 6 feet again.
This could be a real problem if Aunt Jemima products are going to disappear…
I totally need that mask.
Yeah, we kind of do.
Well that goes without saying.
Personally, I’d prefer 2 continents.
One day only!
Better hurry.
It’s all about priorities.
And finally for my horoscope loving readers….
Trips to the grocery store are so much more interesting these days.
And by interesting, I mean annoying A.F.
Take for example… the ample directional signage.
Since I am a fully functioning literate adult, I read this and my brain processes the instruction quite quickly.
For those unlucky souls who don’t possess my lightning quick reasoning? There was also this helpful accompaniment.
Pretty straight forward, right?
Then why…. on every single aisle I traversed…. did I have to dodge customers coming straight at me? Many without the facial covering the store… and now this particular town…. requires.
Regardless whether you’re on board with the whole mask, social distancing, 6 feet apart regime…. it’s this grocery store’s policy and they’re doing it to try and keep you safe. You don’t have to shop there, but if you do? Please pay attention… and study those pesky one syllable directions.
I’d hate to inadvertently (on purpose) stick my foot out as you pass by.
Because I’d rather laugh than scream.
Neither did I.
If I had, I might still have the hangover.
Even I have to admit, that is a good deal.
True.
Which shows it really is all about perspective.
Seems like a reasonable answer.
It’s alright.
I’ll salute him either way.
And that is the truth!
At least around here…
A post of random trivial things that aren’t worthy of their own blog.
First, a sunrise photo a friend of mine took the other day.
She lives on a lake…. and I have to say that looks like a pretty sweet way to wake up.
Rocks?
Don’t mind if I do.
The Covid 19 versions someone cleverly painted.
Brilliant ideas?
Yes, they’re still out there.
See?
I found one.
These days social distancing is more important then ever….. so let’s commend those who go the extra mile.
What?
She doesn’t know where that bird has been.