Friday, May 29, 2020


Fri, May 29, 2020:  Day 70 of self-quarantine:  Another nice day today.  Warm and less humid.  Saw a couple of our board members walking around.  Donned my mask and went out to talk with them.  They’re getting ready to paint our village.  Again, I was the only one wearing a mask.  Made red beans and rice and then picked up some Popeye’s chicken to go with it for dinner. 

Washington Island - Door County



Thursday, May 28, 2020


Thu, May 28, 2020:  Day 69 of self-quarantine:  A nice day today.  Too wet to sit in my chaise on the deck.  So, did some weed control and blew off the deck.  Ran the Lincoln for a while.  Watched Netflix and played spades for a while.  Upper 70s.

Cana Lighthouse--Door County




Wednesday, May 27, 2020


Wed, May 27, 2020:Day 68 of self-quarantine:  Warm and rainy today.  Finally figured out how to back up my PC (Windows 10 version) and my Iphone.  Now I’m good.  Was looking forward to watching the launch from Florida this evening.  But it’s been postponed until Saturday.  Ordered Pizza for dinner.  Low 70s today.

A few years ago, Mike surprised me with this amazing oil painting by our favorite artist in Door County--Fred Bridenhagen.


We have a bunch of his prints--mostly of lighthouses and barns, but when Mike heard he was selling his original oils, he bought this one and surprised me with it.  Way to go, Mike!

Fred

Mike and Fred



Tuesday, May 26, 2020


Tue, May 26, 2020:  Day 67 of self-quarantine:  Really warm and humid today, but nice.  We did some cleaning today and that’s about it.  I started my new book, “Those Wonderful Women in Their Flying Machines.”  During WWII these amazing women flew everything from the B29 Superfortress to the very fast P51 Mustang fighter.  After manufacture someone had to fly them to their destination.  These women answered the call.  They were more experienced than their male counterparts—and had less accidents. Of course, after the war these amazing women were relegated to obscurity as wife and homemaker. They weren’t honored for their service for 30 years.  But, if you want a job done, let a woman do it.  Upper 80s today.

Chicago skyline.

View from the Sears Tower.


Monday, May 25, 2020


Mon, May 25, 2020:  Day 66 of self-quarantine:  A beautiful day today.  It was disturbing to watch the news and see all the people not self-distancing or wearing masks.  Can’t cure stupid, I guess.  Mike grilled pork steaks for dinner, along with potato salad and corn.  Really good.  Came close to 90 today.  Raining out there right now.

Wonder when we'll be able to go to the ballet again...



Sunday, May 24, 2020


Sun, May 24, 2020:  Day 65 of self-quarantine:  Buzzed Mike’s hair this morning and then sat out on the deck to read.  The birds must roost at night in the tree right over the chaise, because it’s got a lot of crap on it.  Need a new pad anyway.  Was looking forward to watching Tiger play golf—some charity thing.  It’s going on for 5 hours!  Raining like mad when I turned it on, so set up a recording and went back to my book.  Getting ready to play spades for a while.  Looks like it’s about to rain here.  Not sure if Nomad will join me or not.  Upper 70s today.  Think we’ll finally finished off the goulash tonight.

This is what our family room looked like when a kid drove through our foundation a few years ago.  They've already started boarding it up.  That's a big chunk of concrete at the bottom of the picture.  And our entertainment center almost hit the piano.


This is what it looks like now.




Saturday, May 23, 2020


Sat, May 23, 2020:  Day 64 of self-quarantine:  Was working my crossword this morning
and heard this racket outside.  Car horns honking, sirens blaring.  Thought maybe it was a graduation thing.  But we have no kids that age here.  Turns out, our neighbor, Sal, is a veteran of the Korean war.  The Angel Flight he was supposed to travel to Washington on was cancelled, so they did this tribute to him.  Long lines of vintage cars all decorated, police cars with lights flashing and sirens going.  What a nice tribute.  I donned my mask and went out to the crowd that was forming.  Sal’s kids, cousins, brother, and some neighbors were there.  His wife, Sally, is 91.  He’s pushing 90 (but you’d never know it).  And I was the only one wearing a mask.  What is with these people?  Don’t Sal and Sally’s kids know they could be putting them at risk BY NOT WEARING A MASK?  Unbelievable.  I wanted to smack them all.  Anyway, that was the most exciting thing that has happened around here in the past two months. 

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