Greenhouse shipped!
A parallel saga occurred in our country village, Too long to recreate here, but involved someone coming home drunk in a borrowed truck, attempting a Uturn, winding up in the ditch. Nearby, someone else incapacitatied is trying to syphon gas from a parked vehicle. This person slips on the road and the ditched person backs over them, only marginally mashing a few peripheral parts. This farce went on to include a few more people and vehicles. Who ever suggested it’s quiet in the country?
love St. Germain!!!
Actually at this time ERs are pretty empty at least by me. 4 days ago I went to the ER middle of the night with suspected appendicitis or kidney stone. Believe me it was the last place I wanted to be. Dx kidney stone and the waiting room was completely empty. I checked in and went directly into a room. Was seen scanned and consulted and out the door in 90 min. And a good part of that was waiting for the scan to be read
I’m going to Whataburger today, drive thru only burger with jalapenos even though they’re not very hot but do add texture and flavor.
Night, night, Bobby-boy. Stay safe.
We’re due a supermarket home delivery this afternoon (4th choice supermarket). Just had the email confirming what’s coming. Short answer is less than our previous orders with the 3rd choice company. More substitutions and several “out of stocks” - but nothing that can’t be got round. Well, except Mrs H’s Bacardi. Mrs H has taken to ordering small deliveries of non-essential groceries from Amazon Prime (although as with anything else, there’s a struggle to find delivery slots), so I expect Bacardi to be appearing in the next delivery.
By the by, our Health Secretary has, this morning, been trailing the possibility of tightening the lockdown - particularly about permitting exercise outside the home. It relates to the continuing significant number of fuckwits and arsewipes who are flouting the social distancing rules.
No sign of serious enforcement here but certainly our share of fuckwits and arsewipes. Our Maryland restrictions are no groups over 10. I watched a group of nearly 25 mixed adults and children on a joint walk past our house. I don’t know where they met or started from but it was an hour before they came back the other way. Adults, school age children, and strollers. Your labels definitely apply. I wish I’d thought to call the police - they are writing citations with fines for those violating the coronavirus restrictions.
I don’t mind staying at home. My big outing each day is a walk to the mailbox at the end of our drive. My wife walks the neighborhood–alone–and gets her steps in.
Compliance is really the issue in my opinion. Too many entitled people who think the rules don’t apply to them. I see a direct correlation between increasing restrictions and a failure to comply with previous restrictions. Adults acting like children.
Unfortunately, people take it too lightly until when it is too late. Everywhere in the world the same observation.
Hence @Harters perfectly descriptive “fuckwits and arsewipes”.
Husband’s weekly food hunt was less satisfactory than last week, maybe because it was Saturday. Missing items included certain fresh vegetables like strawberries, asparagus, and of course, flour. Hand soap refill section was totally empty, except a few solid soaps.
The supermarket installed some plexiglass to separate the cashiers and the customers, finally yesterday they got some masks.
I’ve got a list of all the markets/groceries withing striking distance and when their trucks come in. It takes a good bit of time to unload a truck and at least get product out in the store even if not on the shelves. We choose our shopping time based on deliveries.
Some of the brands come in on their own trucks and those are not as predictable.
We don’t live that close enough to see their the arrival of the delivery trucks… common sense tells us that weekend and Monday are not good days. Wednesday and Thursday seem the best. My fault that I didn’t go on Friday as I was waiting for a delivery at home that didn’t come.
I just called and asked.
Mom (91) and I stay inside (OK, I go out once a week for milk, cheese, meat . . . we gotta’ eat).
When we moved in our neighbor was 91, kept to herself and enjoyed a glass of Dewars every evening (I bought her a bottle every Christmas). Now her house has been sold to a young family. Groups of people drinking out of red Solo cups, 6-8 cars in the driveway. Their other neighbors are retirees, one of whom is fighting cancer.
Do these people not have parents/grandparents?
I do not understand it. They might only suffer a cough but they also end up killing granny. We go for a walk each day and are very alert to the need to cross the road to avoid having to pass someone on the pavement
I just don’t understand the callousness.
I love my sisters, but we just visit by phone. Guess I’m lucky my nieces, nephews and great-nieces and -nephews have the sense they were born with . . . they call to check in, but don’t visit.
Both kids & SIL are social distancing and working from home. They don’t get within 8 ft of us & don’t plan to until this has passed. Needless to say, we’re doing the same, with H going out for groceries only when necessary. I don’t dare go anywhere due to being compromised & risk factors. Wish I could get the antibody test to see if I’ve had it; I actually suspect I might have.
Why cant the richest country in the world (I now doubt that) afford virus tests?
Yeah, no kidding. & yes China may well be richest country now…