It arrived on Saturday and I could not have been more excited. My, oh my, how I have changed. At another point in my life, I would never have been moved by Saturday’s delivery. I would never have even known how it worked or had interest in finding out. It just was not my thing.

This past weekend, my husband and I watched “Ford v. Ferrari.” (a fairly good movie that I would recommend). In one scene there is a huge crowd watching a race. At the conclusion of the race, there is a happy scene where most people in the scene hug one another. While watching that scene, I grew quite sad. It had nothing to do with the movie but, rather, our current situation.    

Two weeks ago on this "page" this blogger shared how he enjoyed sitting outide, even during a heavy rain (when otherwise protected from the elemented).  I mused since about a rain song playlist and compiled a list of songs I enjoy listening to (and have on vinyl -- if the music "aged" well.).  It almost appeared last week but another topic mused me more.

With a mask on it's challenging to understand someone's feelings, reactions, age, etc.   Is the person smiling or scowling?   Are they chewing gum or trying to breath?   What if one of you has a hearing impairment?  

In these weird, stressful, sometimes sureal, uncharted Covid 19 days Joanne and I find ourselves constantly saying two things to each other: Janis Joplin’s “Its all the same f...ing day, man!” and Kenny Rogers’ “What condition is your condition in?” Have a nice day and mind your condition!

We’ve all been impacted over the last few months. Some routines and habits dropped and others formed.Most changes were imposed upon us by the shutdown and we adapted. Cardboard delivery boxes appeared at our doorstep in never-imagined numbers. Zoom replaced conference rooms, and on and on.

  When Bill and I met many, many moons ago he had a favorite chair. It was a big grey leather recliner that took up half of his then studio apartment. Rumor had it he spent a lot of time in that recliner and he and his chair became very attached.

  A few weeks ago Corey wrote a blog in which he praised a rainy day. He asked for song titles mentioning rainy days. In my comments I wrote, “So I guess the song ‘Rainy days and Mondays’ does not apply to you."