Well. It has certainly been a while since I sat down to write a post. More than two months time. I did think shelter in place would mean more time to write and truthfully I do have time to write. I simply haven’t been inspired to write.
There are lots of topics to write about. For instance, I live in Portland, Portland, Oregon. Maybe you’ve heard of it? Have those unmarked vehicles filled with “Feds” in riot gear kidnapping innocent bystanders left town yet? I don’t know. Just like everyone else, I heard they had agreed to, were supposed to. I think they did. Who knows. We live less than two miles from the federal building, but I haven’t been anywhere near there in months. People I know well have been downtown peacefully protesting and have been tear gassed, repeatedly, nowhere near the government buildings. The mayor was tear gassed and yet, wait for it, he’s actually in charge of the very police department that tear gassed him. Huh, imagine that! The system is fucked up. That’s why people are pissed off. That’s why people continue to protest. I say more power to them!
I can tell you though, the city isn’t under siege. The media is there to stir the pot. To give everyone something interesting to watch on the 5:00 news. Is that even a thing anymore? And, the supposed leader of our country is a lying liar who lies. He’s a narcissistic bully who cares nothing for the people of this country, or any country. I somehow clicked on a press conference where he said “his people” came in and cleaned up Portland. That we were out of control. What the actual fuck? He’s delusional. This is why I don’t write about these kinds of things. It causes me anxiety. I can see how misrepresented the Portland situation is, so how could I possibly believe anything in the press?!!
Moving along… Blue Eyes is, well, he’s Blue Eyes. We’re home together every day. I thought this would be a bad thing, but it has been fine, good even. He works, sometimes still very late into the evening, and other days he’s more balanced. He had shingles last month. Not fun! He was in a lot of pain and before he knew what was going on, he insisted a bee flew into his ear and he couldn’t get it out. Turns out the infection started in his right ear, then spread to around his ear and finally an evil looking rash on the top of his bald head!!! That’s what got me concerned. He’s better now, thank goodness!
Our marriage is in tact. We celebrated our 31st wedding anniversary a couple weeks ago. We got out of our comfort zone (with masks firmly on our faces) and drove an hour east, along the gorgeous Columbia River Gorge, passed by a lot of “closed due to Covid” sights, and spent a couple nights at a historic hotel in a quaint town (where my father once lived) known for its windsurfing and fruit orchards. We social distanced our way through a fruit stand where we picked up the most delicious fresh peaches, which we ate fresh and also turned into delicious treats.
Back home, my birthday present to me, my first ever dahlia garden, is giving me so much joy. The blooms are amazing. About 1/2 the plants (40+ of them) are blooming and the rest have buds. They are such gorgeous flowers.
The Pragmatist and his partner arrive later this evening for a month long stay. I’m very excited. They drove cross country from Brooklyn with friends who are relocating back to the West Coast. Four days of driving and camping. Their first stop will most likely be the showers.
Take care, be safe!