Quarantine 3

Quarantine has been a time of learning. I could focus on the more serious stuff, but I’m going to go a bit lighter for this post.

When schools closed down due to the pandemic, we found ourselves with a lot of extra time. The three hours I spent daily transporting the kids to and from school/bus stop was gone. Homework in the evenings gone. No more taking the kids to sports, church, visiting, etc.

My husband came up with a list of things he wanted to work on around the house. And my list was wanting to write regularly and catch up on my reading. Almost five months into this, my husband has done everything on his list and then some, and I’ve accomplished nothing on my lengthy to-do list.

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I have, however, done a few other things that weren’t on my list.

To start, I’ve sorta learned how to cut hair. My husband has a pair of clippers that he never really used before. He and the boy were sorely in need of haircuts, so I decided to give it a go. Neither are fans of the buzzed look, so it wasn’t as simple as putting a 2-guard on and going all over. My husband’s haircut — short on the sides and a bit longer on top — looked fantastic. Not as good as the barber he saw pre-pandemic, of course, but better than some of the other places he got it cut.

My son’s hair turned out…less good. I guess one of the big things about cutting hair is being able to movie with the person whose hair you’re cutting. And my son moved every five seconds, called the dog up to jump in his lap, and more. I ended up having to buzz it all off with a 1-guard, which he was not happy about. “Buzzed haircuts look like someone who can’t decide if they want to be completely bald or have hair,” he said.

Several weeks later, it was time for another cut. My husband’s turned out pretty good again. And Little Man? Well, he didn’t squirm around as much and ended up with a very nice looking haircut. Unfortunately, the clippers slipped when I was cutting the front, and I shaved off part of his eyebrow.

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Oops. I offered to trim the other eyebrow to even it up, but he told me I had done enough damage.  (He was given some v-bucks on Fortnite, so it was quickly forgotten.) The haircut really does look good, though.

I also learned how to make some damn good cocktails. Patience has never been my strong suit, so whenever I wanted a drink, I’d dump shit in a cup and go. No measuring, no drinks with more than three ingredients, and hope for the best. As such, my drinks never tasted that great.

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After getting a few extra bottles of liquor for the pandemic, I decided that I wanted a drink I had on a cruise. It required seven ingredients. I groaned, but realized I had absolutely nowhere to go, so why the hell couldn’t I just take 10 minutes and make a proper drink?

I did, and it was heavenly.

I’ve built up my liquor cabinet over the pandemic, got a nice blender for Mother’s Day, and I’ve enjoyed learning how to make non-shitty drinks. I even perfected the pina colada.

I also learned how to make some decent bread. Again, much patience was required, but it is well worth it.

(By the way — if you needed to lose weight pre-pandemic, taking up hobbies like making high-calorie cocktails and baking bread aren’t the best idea. The quarantine 15 happened pretty damn fast.)

Last but not least, I learned how to play Fortnite with my son and not suck. I’ve played with him  for a while now, but I was always just terrible. He didn’t mind since he liked playing with me, but he had to revive me so often that we never won together. With a bit extra practice here and there, I’ve gotten good enough to win some games on my own. The look on the boy’s face when I won my first solo was priceless. He told me over and over how proud he was of me. My heart could’ve melted.

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Daily Writing Prompt: The Last Text You Sent

In my efforts to write more, I’m going to start using random daily writing prompts. They may not make for fantastic posts, but at least I’ll be writing and writing about more than just life in quarantine.

Today’s prompt:

Use the last text message you sent as today’s writing prompt.

I send lots of memes and funny pictures, so technically the last message I sent was something I saw online.

In case you don’t watch The Office, that’s Kevin. From The Office. And he’s carrying his Kevin’s Famous Chili. All is well in Kevin’s world in that moment in the parking lot. He made some chili that his coworkers are fond of, so he’s thinking he will be the popular guy in the office for the day. And considering how his love life has been going, he needs the bump in positive attention and confidence.


In 2020 fashion, this doesn’t work out too well for Kevin.

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And here’s the clip of the opening with Kevin’s Famous Chili.

If you didn’t watch it, he commented, “It’s probably the thing I do best.”


I thought that meme was pretty funny, yet accurate. While I’m not the biggest fan of New Years Resolutions, nor do I subscribe to the idea that New Year is a fresh start, it kinda felt that way in 2020. It was a brand-new decade, after all, as well as an election year for those of us in the US! Many of us were all Kevin with his chili in the parking lot. Hopeful, eager, excited about what the future brings, etc. (And maybe others would be more like the unpictured Angela, who is a vegetarian and wouldn’t have cared too much about Kevin’s chili and just carrying on about her daily life.)

And by mid-March, the chili fell in the floor. At first glance, it’s bad, but maybe not that bad? Perhaps some of the chili could be salvaged. But now we’re in August and that chili is all over the floor, the carpets stink and need to be pulled up, and no one got any yummy chili.

I could totally go for some chili right now.

And if you want the last actual text I sent, it’s:

Get me the fresh ones.

This was in reference to cinnamon rolls (my husband was at the grocery store). You’ll be happy to know that he did, indeed, get me the fresh ones instead of the ones that expire soon. Unfortunately, they were 2020 cinnamon rolls and were too sweat to eat. Yes, there is such a thing!

Join me for the Daily Writing Prompt if you want! Share your last text in the comments below or create a post of your own if you’re struggling for writing ideas. Link back here so I can read it.

Dammit, Meredith

We didn’t end up having our visitor. Gotta say, I’m relieved. I want to help where I can, but I’m glad we didn’t have the exposure. I’m also glad we didn’t mention it to the kids, as they would’ve been crushed.

I’ve been busy today. I sewed 20 masks for my daughter’s school. Since masks are required, our district has been asking people to help out. I donated a bunch to the district office to distribute already, but since the girl may be going in-person, I wanted to make sure her class/school has plenty. I’ve also been getting a bottle of hand sanitizer here and there, so we can donate that to her class, too. The good stuff is finally in stock again. I never thought I’d be so happy to see Germ-X or Purell on the shelves. That watery garbage sanitizer practically took my breath away.

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The girl had an appointment with her neurologist yesterday. Last year she was diagnosed with neurofibromatosis, and she has to do yearly visits. She was supposed to go a few months ago, but ya know. She had to have a full body exam to look for cafe au lait spots and tumors, and my husband quickly discovered that BG chose to ditch her underwear before going.


(The compression underwear is a new strategy to keep her from putting her hands in her pants all the time. They’re like bicycle shorts and tougher to get into. Sigh.)

My husband said her body was clear of any tumors and some of her spots had faded away. He said the doctor seems skeptical now of whether she has NF. My husband was diagnosed as a kid, so that factored into BG’s diagnosis. She had many of the classic clinical symptoms — large head, small stature, clumsy, freckling in odd spots, and a bunch of cafe au lait spots. Between that and my husband’s diagnosis, that was enough for a clinical diagnosis for her. I told my husband he should get genetic testing done, and if he’s clear, then she would be, too. That would be awesome, as that disease can be pretty awful. (Google if you want, I’m not going to post the pics of the severe cases here.)

My husband and the girl’s conversation yesterday:

BG: Why am I going to the doctor?

Husband: To get a check up for neurofibromatosis. [Details on what it is and the symptoms, including clumsiness.]

BG: Clumsiness? So Mommy has it, too?


On other medical stuff, at the girl’s well visit last week, her doctor and I discussed medication to help with the extreme tantrums. They’ve been bad and tend to be more violent lately. (I’ve had my share of bruises over the past few months, and my husband and son have had a bunch of bites.) Her doctor is going to try her on an ADHD medicine and see if that helps. I hate, hate, hate the idea of this, but I’m willing to give it a trial to see if it helps there. It has been a year since we first talked about it, and we opted to wait to see if therapies and another year of development would help (and was also hopeful that the tonsillectomy would since she’d sleep better), but it hasn’t overall. Fingers crossed on that.

Three days of posts in a row. B-)

Enjoy Your Plague-Cation

We went from thinking, “Maybe we should try to snag a spring break cruise for the family” a couple weeks ago to “We ain’t going nowhere…and it’s a plauge-cation, not a stay-cation” super fast.

The coronavirus has hit my county, and we have several cases right now. We were told on Friday that the schools would be closed for two weeks, and then today the governor announced that all schools across the state would close for two weeks. Most of our schools aren’t able to do e-learning properly yet, but the teachers are supposed to be putting together packets for the kids to work on at home. So I guess we’ll finally get a taste of homeschooling, which I’d thought about doing with the kids in the past. My husband’s boss had his group working from home full-time again starting a couple weeks ago, so we’ll have plenty of togetherness.

I found out that one of the coronavirus patients in my county is a relative, and that she had visited my in-laws a few days before we did. They aren’t showing any symptoms yet, thankfully. My FIL has had such a rough time with his health that I’m not sure how he’d fare with that. He’s in his upper 70s, as well. The kids and I, on the other hand, all started running fevers yesterday. The boy hasn’t been coughing, just a fever, and the girl and I have been hacking our heads off. I’m hoping it’s just a cold, because our house is certainly not a stranger to getting the crud! We decided on Friday afternoon after we found out about my relative having the virus that we wouldn’t go anywhere just in case. We had already bought groceries (including a pack of toilet paper that we actually needed, which I’m sad to report that I learned today is single-play garbage, RIP my butt), so we didn’t have to worry about that.

We’ve been coming up with ideas for what we’ll do with all of this extra quality time we’re getting. So far, most of it involves movies. The boy wants to watch all of the Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, and Marvel movies. I’m too lazy to do the math, but that may very well get us through this whole thing. After I feel less yucky, I plan to catch up on some projects I’ve been meaning to get to around the house. I already caught up on my laundry, which is nice. The girl’s plan is for me to let her use my phone to play games whenever she wants.

The one single good thing about this virus stuff has been the memes. I know a lot of folks don’t like people joking around about it, but humor has always been my way of dealing with tough crap, so I’m enjoying the memes. Here are a few of my favorites:

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Are you social distancing yet?