It Does't Feel Like Spring

Happy Beltane!

I can't blame all of my feeling of being in solitary confinement on COVID-19. Our so-called spring has been so wet and the pollen so thick, it's uncomfortable as hell for me to step outside. And it's difficult to blow your nose with a damp tissue.

My sneezing also alarms the neighbors.

Yesterday, I was able to make an appointment to visit a gift shop. I'm terribly late sending a friend a birthday present. They were selling face masks made by a local craftswoman, and I bought one with ladybugs on it because I needed something summer-y to brighten my day.

Alas, that is my only excursion that was remotely fun I will have any time soon.

My medical appointments are starting up again as providers have figured out procedures to keep both patients and staff safe. I can't say I've missed being poked, prodded and stabbed over the last two months.

I'm keeping my fingers crossed that reopening the nation doesn't result in a jump in COVID-19 infections, but I'm well aware that's highly wishful thinking on my part. But just as my oncologist will be continuing my appointments because he has to presume I still have cancer until proven otherwise, I will have to continue to quarantine.

It means a very long summer.

Happy Beltane!

May 1st. May Day. Beltane.

The half-way point between spring and summer for most people. In Houston, it means time to put the top down on the convertible and hit the Sonic Drive-in for milkshakes after a hard day, which was what we did last night. (If you live near a Sonic, they currently have a half-price shake after 8 p.m. promotion. The peanut butter fudge is fabulous!)

Both GK and I are counting down to the last day, i.e. May 24th.

Once school's done, I can see about cranking out a few more stories over the summer. We'll see what I can get done. If we continue getting seven inches of rain at a time, I may be spending most of my summer mowing the yard.

In the meantime though, I'm going to enjoy this beautiful weather. It'll be in the 100's with one hundred per cent humidity soon enough.

[DH pointed out that he had the peanut butter and jelly shake, which was also excellent. Neither of us had the nerve to try the peanut butter and bacon shake. Yep, you read that right. Peanut butter and BACON!]