I thought my “Alisa candy” fail was a fluke. Evidently, it was just the beginning of a bad run of bad food created by yours truly. Last night, I made teriyaki stuff that was a fail. Heck, I threw it out after one taste and asked Perry to pick up take-out.
My state is also a fail… at least when it comes to winter. Here we are a few short days from the new year in the middle of the winter and it’s 65 degrees F and barely 9:00 AM. Indiana didn’t get the winter memo, I guess. Yah, I know some people love this warm weather in almost January, but I’m not one of them. If not for the fact we’ve still got one Christmas get-together to go, I’d put on a pair of shorts and a tank top and take down the outside lights. 😉
My city is also a fail in my book. I’m happy to live here when groceries are delivered to my door, but I can’t think of a ton of other attributes that mean much to me. I miss my old house and the view. I was reminded of this on Christmas Eve from the back porch of the Peskie’s place…
My morning’s recommended news included an article entitled “Most People Catch COVID This Way, Science Says.” To summarize, COVID is a virus spread by saliva droplets that can survive outside of someone’s throat for a few hours. The goal is not to let one of these little saliva droplets get in contact with any of your mucous membranes — eyes, nose, throat, lungs, anus, and vagina. Read that again.
Next was a list of 35 places/things where you’re most likely to catch COVID. Not one of them mentioned butthole spit but did discourage (in order) hanging out with a sick person, going to a bar, hugging a friend, attending a wedding, working in an office, and any type of traveling.
I hope complaining is allowed on a Monday morning. I’m sure I’ll be more positive tomorrow.