We finally reached a finish line three years in the making. But barely. Mother Nature almost nixed our night with Matchbox 20.
Matchbox 20/20. No, 20/21. No, 20/23.
Tag: coronavirus
Is it over yet? Are we done?
It is always a sign of chaotic times when my body opts to return the comfort T-Zone of my hormonal, oily, teenage years. If you see me in public and wonder why I’ve opted for small Christmas lights dotting my chin and forehead, just know that it wasn’t intentional.
Unmasking my Thoughts
Trigger warning: I'm about to throw a few of my thoughts on the continuing argument FOR or AGAINST any and all things pandemic related such as whether we should be hoarding cat food or toilet paper, relying on masks or vaccines, or why I have to maintain a certain level of sympathy for folks who … Continue reading Unmasking my Thoughts
I am not throwin’ away my shot
I got the phone call. I never thought I'd feel emotional over a phone call. I'd been conditioning my family for weeks to answer every call. I know, I know, I said, it probably IS just a warning about our car's expiring warranty. But, it could also be the call we'd been waiting for - … Continue reading I am not throwin’ away my shot
Seasons of Change
Bruised knee, 1; Jyl, 0. Such an odd holiday season this year! I had some time alone while Rich and the kids were out to dinner with his mother - and while it was truly only a few hours, I think because it was Christmas Eve and not our typical 'pre-Christmas night,' the idea of … Continue reading Seasons of Change
(Ab)Normal Traditions.
It looks like the surrounding neighborhoods spent much of 2020 designing new layouts for their Christmas lights. Ours...are not quite up yet. Rich is holding firm to not lighting the house until the third-ish week of December. And, in a who are you? twist, our Fall/Thanksgiving decor still adorns the mantle, flag pole, and front … Continue reading (Ab)Normal Traditions.
Drink your milk.
I saw a great Facebook post last week pre-chiding folks for the anticipated comments on Thanksgiving Holiday posts ~ you know the ones...crowds of people cheek to cheek stuffing turkey legs down their throats. The point of the post was the point of so many posts this year - our own response to seeing others … Continue reading Drink your milk.
Let me (over)think on it
As I dive further into the deep end of this apocalyptic year, I'm now grasping at just about anything to find relaxation or to relieve the stress or to turn my brain off. I'm not sure any of it is working - although some have turned into well-intentioned fails laced with giggles, which works in … Continue reading Let me (over)think on it
Feline-ding Herself
Trigger Warning: If stories about pets being in charge will cause you to run to the shelter and get one (or two) of your own that you will then go above and beyond to spoil, then definitely keep reading. Today we really, really, really realized how this whole 'my people are home all day long!' … Continue reading Feline-ding Herself
Flatten the Curve. No, the other one.
March 11th. This was the approximate day the work-from-home workforce was sent into action. Employees across America sent scurrying on a backwards commute, carrying their monitors, keyboards, and mice under one arm - empty lunch box under the other. It was exciting! A whole new world! No more ironed shirts, travel mugs or lanyards showing … Continue reading Flatten the Curve. No, the other one.