#QuarantineLife

I was proud of myself for putting on this tie at age 10 or 12. (This was back when I had a full head of hair.)

I miss writing

I enjoyed sending cards to you. I don’t really know where to find you except on certain dates. I dream about you knocking on my window and I come outside and kiss you on the porch. We can kiss in the rain if you want to like in that movie, but I prefer to stay dry when possible. (But wait at least a week; I might still be contagious. :(

I may get trolled for this, but I’m praying for you, Bieber (or whatever your real name is). There’s nothing wrong with walking through a dark place and looking back every now and later to figure out how you got there, how you got out, and how you can keep others from wallowing in theirs.

The greatest love story of all time more or less began with this song (believe it or not).

Amen!

It’s 10 a.m. on a weekday and all I’ve managed to muster is a few tweets and a light workout (i.e., no weights) at the gym. 

Yikes

Me reading the news this morning.

Keeping it on the DL

Got sidetracked today; this quarantine threw me for a loop! But now I’m working on a new mix. I’m hopeful it has a very happy ending, but some members of my party have a sour view of how I feel. (My brother says the woman I like doesn’t exist.) I have mail that hasn’t been opened and flowers that need to be watered, but it’ll have to wait ...

Happy Fourth of July! (Scheduled to post at 10 p.m. CDT)