Got no complaint

None of my jeans fit. Not one pair.
I ordered the next size up last week.
When they got here I raced to try them on.
I waffled between elation THEY FIT! and despair THEY FIT!

Guess I shouldn't have eaten that whole package of cinnamon rolls myself.
(They were so damn good)
And also that bakery box full of mini-brownie bites that I bought for the grandkids
 and then never delivered to them. (They had chocolate chips in them!)
And 4 vanilla Oreo cookies every night after dinner dipped in a cold glass of milk.
And an occasional piece of Ghiardelli Chocolate Square with caramel inside.

I am aware that a certain percentage of the population is hungry.
I'm not hungry, I'm just bored. And lazy. And gettin' kinda chubby.
I haven't been inside a grocery store since March 20th. I grocery shop on-line now. Do you?
I really like it although the produce I get is just a smidgeon subpar sometimes.
I grew tomato plants from actual seeds and transplanted them outside in my garden.
It has rained 8 inches since then...........so, uh, yeah, no more tomato plants.
But my flower garden looks like a big green jungle. The blooms are huge and lush.

I haven't gotten a pedicure since last year...oh boo-hoo.  Poor me, right?
I gave one to myself today. And now I know why I pay someone else do my pedicures.
What a disaster!

I haven't gotten my hair cut since February. But I will NOT attempt to do that by myself.
I did buy a tiny little hair piece on line called a Messy Bun. I adore it!
My page boy hair style has grown out so I put my hair into an unfortunate tiny pony tail every day.
After I attach my little Messy Bun, my hair looks like I have it up in a bun. I love this thing!

I am a privileged white woman who can order anything I want on line,
from groceries to jeans in a bigger size, to Pulse Ox Meters (just in case) and have it delivered to my home in under 7 days using Amazon Prime and Instacart.
I don't say that with any sort of pride though. I want you all to know that I am aware of how privileged my life is.

I'm not complaining. I ain't. But I am awful lonely.
How are you all handling the loneliness of this pandemic?

Thanks for reading,
Love, Lolly

My life in Quarantine

It's rainy and cool outside today.
The spring grass is stunning to look at...so vibrant and fresh and green!
The perennials are starting to grow back in the garden.
I've got Coneflower, Bee Balm, Phlox, Tiger Lilies, Hostas and Lily of the Valley.
Black-Eyed Susan's, Cranebill's, Periwinkle, a Japanese Fern and Salvias.
The Forget-Me-Not's that I replant every. single, year. never do grow back.
There are purple violets all over the yard and Dandelions too.
The neighbors have a lovely yellow Forsythia bush that creeps through the back fence we share.
Birds are making nests and singing!!! Oh my, the singing that I hear!
I filled the bird feeders with the last of the birdseed and then watched as the
Squirrels and Chipmunks emptied them. Their antics made me laugh.
But now I'm out of birdseed and I ain't going to the store for more.

We are fine, all of us. We are fine and healthy and separated.
Quarantined away from each other, if you will.

We get our groceries delivered or we order them and then pick them up curbside.
They sit in the mudroom until we wipe them all down with a bleach solution
and then we put them away.
Him and I have painted the bathroom and the living room.
The mud room is next followed by the TV room.
I've cleaned out the closets and the drawers and the cabinets.
Yesterday I gave the dog a bath.
Want to know what I haven't done?
Read. Books. I can't read anymore.
I've not been able to concentrate on or read a book since January.
Books used to be my oxygen. Now oxygen is my oxygen.
I practice deep breathing exercises daily.
Teaching myself to do a little bit of Yoga every day.
Meditation is more my forte.
But that doesn't get the blood moving and my body is starting to stiffen and hurt.*
Ten push-ups a day, a couple of Warrior poses, and I can plank for 3 whole seconds...😁

I need to reduce my calories. I'm not talking about dieting but I guess I should.
I mean, can I ask you about eating cookies? Like how many cookies is too many?
Whatever number you say I've eaten that many and more.
On my latest grocery order I requested a Key Lime Pie.
He hates Key Lime Pie! What am I gonna do with a whole Key Lime Pie?
Eat it, that's what.
Guess I DO need to talk to myself about dieting. Sheesh.

I miss seeing and hugging my grandkids. It's an actual physical ache not being able to hug them.
I miss going to the library for books.
I miss picking out my own fruits and vegetables from the grocery store.
I miss school drop off and pick up.
I miss that feeling of accomplishment; of getting my do-to list done.
*I miss my Chiropractor!!
(I called him Magic Mike cuz he kept my body feeling like a million bucks).

What is getting you through all this? What is saving your life right now?

My answer is coffee, Instagram, him and I having each other to talk to,
being able to sleep next to each other and being with our dog Kena.

Miss you ladies,
Thanks for reading,
Love, Lolly