Up late making zucchini bread. Can’t bake during the day with this heat and the zucchini were piling up.
Jen D.
Yummmmmmmmmmmmm
I hadn’t been inside a grocery store since early March. Jessie delivered my groceries for awhile but soon I did that myself, ordering on-line and having them brought to my car. I started shopping in person in March, 2021, 2 weeks after my 2nd vaccination.
Isolation Diary: How do I assess all that is going on? The changes to SAG/AFTRA health care, (We retired seniors are losing our SAG insurance.) the lack of personal interaction, the Covid19 catastrophe, the absurdity of Trump, the phenomenon of QAnon? The grave situations of renters? And the positive, to me anyway, influence of the Democratic Party Convention. What I am doing is writing postcards in support of some Democratic candidates. My computer is causing me problems so am going to stop now. I
Maggie M.
Don’t forget the fires!Michael R.H.
And the firenadoes.
The Democratic Party delegates all stayed in their own state and cast their votes remotely usually standing in front of iconic scenery. Each group said a little something. It was a quick trip around the country and was so well done.
Isolation Diary: Here I am watching short segments of the RNC, can’t take much more, and no one to talk to about it. So I turned it off. Left some comments elsewhere on FB. But what I did see, is some people speaking seemingly sincerely about what great things Trump has done. Not knowing these people I can’t dispute that they have been positively affected by Trump but their focus is narrow. It’s a hallway. They do not open the doors to the rooms along this hallway. Climate change is in one. People needing health insurance are in another. Small business dying because of Covid and the postoffice slowdown in another. The destruction of our democratic protocols is in another. Money is at the end of the hallway. I am sure you can fill the other rooms with issues and conditions that Trump has discarded.
Carolyn K.
Perfect analogy Ruth. I am too thin-skinned to watch any if it. Someone sent me the clip of Kimberly G. She appeared to be a walking example of just how much cocaine can be inhaled without dying!Paul B.
Why watch?Ruth Silveira
I want to understand the attraction of Trump. What I have gathered so far is that positive and superlative declarations, whether truthful or not, are seductive and reassuring. The message does not need to conform to reality but it needs to be presented with, for the women, a big smile, and for the men, with concerned sincerity, possibly edging over into the ‘heartfelt’. Also the message is that Trump will take care of everything and you nice people don’t need to worry or do any thinking, please don’t think, what’s the point, Donald has the whole thing well in hand and he works tirelessly at his current (and possibly extended) job. And if Donald does not get re-elected, the devil Biden will destroy all your dreams. Destroy everything.
Isolation Diary: I was not isolated today. Jessie’s family has returned from their vacation. Jessie and Duncan immediately got covid tests which came back negative so Jessie, Duncan, Maggie and I could meet in person today for the beginning of our next D and D adventure. For which I will be Dungeon Master. Had to leave that fun encounter to get home in time for a Zoom meeting with my local library’s Cookies and Comics Book Club. Book discussed was George Takei’s “They Called Us Enemy”. I love this book group. A diverse group. I hadn’t planned anything to say about this book although I liked it and the art work is excellent. I couldn’t formulate a coherent response. Then people began discussing it and I got emotional. I was finally able to express that toward the end of the meeting, how being with this group and sharing in this discussion was for me a fuller way to experience this book, story, experience. I had read it in shifts, you know. And there was the story to follow and the art work to consider. But…some context…after WW2, my father home from the war, my brother, a boomer, too little to mow the lawn, we had a gardener. A Japanese man who we called Jimmy. My father was always very respectful to Jimmy. When I got a bit older and learned about the war, and Pearl Harbor, and the internment camps, I thought about Jimmy. What had he been before the internment? I have no idea. And I’m not saying that taking care of yards and landscaping is a low and menial job for low and menial people. Heck, I take care of yards and landscaping. I am just wondering about Jimmy and honoring my father for his respect. And still somewhat emotional because…although Takei’s book begins way back at the beginning of WW2, it ends almost in our present day. With questions of immigrant status and treatment.
Isolation Diary: I went shopping at my local RiteAid today for some necessaries just like a normal person in normal times. Everyone wearing a mask, distance being kept. Then I walked down the street, Larchmont, my neighborhood shopping street, and found that the small independent toy store had been done in by covid. Gone. I was looking for large size crayons. Quite a few stores boarded and empty. Lives changed.
Isolation Diary: Tonight I joined a second D and D FB group. I now belong to 2. At times I think to myself, “Ruth, what are you playing at? Be serious, be constructive, make something.” And then I think, “But do I have to? All I ever wanted to do was play.”
Have fun. As I wrote in the one full length script I have written, “I don’t mean just play fun but deep fun”. So to combine those two statements: play, in the big sense, to me, is to work with the possibilities, the probabilities. Not the concrete. Unless you have a lot of chalk, then concrete can also be fun. For those of you who may be reading this who don’t know me, I am basically retired from professional life, I am not a slacker in my 20s.
(I think I was trying to say that I like to make stuff and when there is an element of the unknown, the possible, then there is an element of play in the endeavor.)
Michael R.H.
Wait, like Dungeons & Dragons?Mandi M.H.
Michael R.H. Ruth has been playing this whole time!!Susan J.
Chalk. Concrete. Oh, you card!