DRESSED UP TO GO OUT

This is my attire when I leave the house nowadays.  Anybody else looking like this much of an idiot?  

 

 My outings are few and far between.  I try to hit my local Sobeys every Friday morning during their "first hour for seniors only".  Then a stop at the drug store for any prescriptions, the Co-op for gas (not necessary very often these days), and the liquor store for my sanity medicine.  

I know certain people are going to tell me that the gloves won't do any good as they still pick up and spread the virus.  I know that but, as a reminder, they stop me from touching my face.  And I wash them each time when I get home.  As for the mask, I know that will not protect me accept for someone coughing right in my face.  But, I wear that because as an ex-smoker I cough all the time and I don't like to frighten anyone. 

I am sure getting fed up with this isolation.  My kids and I are working on trying to set up a regular zoom get together.  That is going to be a real learning curve for me which I hate, but I think it will be worth it.   

STAY HOME AND STAY SAFE

HAPPY EASTER

Even though it's dreary cold out there and I am still isolating as we all should be.  

I decided to scatter some of my Easter decorations around  to cheer the place up a bit. 

I hope everyone has a very Happy Easter weekend.  

IF THIS IS SPRING, I GIVE UP

Well after plus 10 temperatures last week I thought I had this winter beat.  And I certainly would be better prepared for next winter.  But guess what we all woke up to this morning?  There must be at least 8 to 12 inches of snow in my yard.  

I could hardly get out onto the back step.  The sweep of the back door was like a snowplow building up a huge drift as it swung open.  I knew I was going to face a problem in the morning as it was still snowing the last time I let Sea-Enna out last night. So, first things first, clear off the back steps and the wooden approach.  Well, guess what?  The outdoor broom and snow shovel for that job are in the garage.  So, I trudge to the garage.  Guess what? The padlock is frozen.  I had to cradle it in my bare hands for quite a while meanwhile twisting the key from time to time until it finally thawed.  

 

  Once the steps etc. were done, it was time to trudge back out to the garage and get the Snow Thrower I purchased for just this situation.  

Guess what?  My son put the Snow Thrower away for the summer.  It was up on top of the workmate, workbench.  So, I wrestled it down from that perch and got it outside.  

Once I got it out side and all hooked up to the power source.  Guess what?  

The damed thing wouldn't start.  I swear, if it wasn't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all.  

So, what to do?  Well I guess it has to be the good old shovel. 

Well, that didn't last too long.  Guess what?  I gave up and here I am with a drink in my hand, on my computer bitching and bellyaching to you about the @#$%^ snow and my @#$% bad luck.  

I have decided I am going to hibernate until all the damned snow is gone and the real spring is here, that's what the government says we should do anyway.