Day 3. Well, that didn’t take long.

Day 3. Well, that didn’t take long.

I live across the street from a decent grocery store that, in recent months, has really upped its game. Better fruits and veg, nice packaged meats, wider variety, more stable supply of the brands and items I want, very generous opening hours – everything...
Day 2. The excitement builds.

Day 2. The excitement builds.

That might be slightly overstating it, but at least I’m keeping busy: Talking and texting to familyWorking on three different work contractsDoing an exercise class in the morning (just jumping around, TBH)Preparing healthy stuff to eat (alongside the junk food...
Going viral

Going viral

Day One. The confinement begins. I find myself oddly… calm. Is this the storied one that comes before the storm? Anxiety is weird. I am a worrier, with more than my share of scary stories pinging around in my head at a given moment. It’s like a creepy...
It’s the Holidays!

It’s the Holidays!

Well, it was the holidays – I am just a teeny bit late. Our holiday began with the ugliest cinnamon bread ever. I brought Special Ingredients and Arcane Baking Equipment from the U.S. with the express goal of making these pretty little cinnamon bread cakey...
Reading myself into something new

Reading myself into something new

Dad has inspired me with his book reviews. When he reads a good one – and he’s reading all the time – he writes it up with his characteristic wit and his eye for the import of the times. Pretty impressive, as he’s 90. Last year my reading was more often than not on...
It’s heed-taking time

It’s heed-taking time

How does seeing the U.S. flag make you feel? When it’s flying? When it’s draped over a coffin of someone who put themselves in the line of fire? I travel and live all over the world, I’m a pro-peace lefty who likes the idea of socialized medicine,...