….or All Dressed Up and No Place To Go
The fourteen days went pretty fast and we didn’t suffer for having had to stay at home. Anyhow, the premier just told us “Stay the blazes home.” so mostly we will continue to do so. But if we’re going to be hanging out here for the long run we need provisions. Let’s do this safely. I found several patterns for face masks on the internet. This one only requires a hanky and two hair elastics.
In the end it was me who went out to the store. Lilly wanted Lanny to hang out and learn a few new tunes. I had a home-sewn mask of my own but a fat lot of good it did me. The minute I took it off I inadvertently wiped my sleeve across my nose. Yes that sleeve that I’d dragged up and down every aisle and in and out of every cooler. Sigh, there’s a learning curve here for sure. One more trip out and we should be good to hunker down for the duration. I wonder how long it takes to learn to yodel. Do you have to be able to sing first?
© Judy Parsons
If the law is “Stay the blazes home” then I am law-abiding down to my bones.
Now, where’s my geetar?
I’ll be th’ar too, right beside y’all.
Oh my goodness, I needed the laughs this provided!
Glad to deliver. I wonder how our facial expressions will adapt once we are all wearing masks.