Cooking by Colors

Willow has cooking camp this week...I mainly signed her up because she has an interest, and to actually GET HER OUT OF THE HOUSE for a few hours, as she hasn't actually been with kids her age IN PERSON since March....

Most summer camps are closed or only on-line yet, and frankly, with recent events (Chewy is getting Covid-inspired Laid Off) we really do not need (or need the extra expense) summer camp so far.

This week, the cooking classes are based on a color each day.  Monday was Yellow (which meant a pasta dish and spaghetti squash fritters and a mango lassi); Tuesday was Red (which meant strawberry shortcake, lasgna cups and red velvet whoopie pies).  Today (Wednesday) was Blue--which meant--well, I know there was a milk shake---she brought all her left over food up to her room (which she knows is forbidden....sigh).

I kinda hope she likes cooking...so that I don't have to do as much!  :-)

Today's photos:

In her room, finishing a blue milk shake...

Dropping her off.

June 22

Still miss her.  Still think about her.  Not all the time anymore, but often enough.  This year, because it is this incredibly messed up year...I almost forgot her birthday. 

But it hit me today--it is June 22nd. Grammie's birthday.  Not only that--she would have been 100 years old today!

I cannot imagine her living that long.  I did think (selfishly) that I had more time than I did.  I wish she could have met my daughter.  She would have loved the many little things she does that are so much like me when I was a child.  I would like to think she would have been able to not only tolerate Michael and his issues, but perhaps be able to reach him and gain his trust and understanding and help him find his place in the world.

I know I am projecting.  I know it is mere fantasy.  But, that is what we do when we miss people's presence in our lives. 

I am a better person for having known her.  I hope that I was able to give some back to her and to the people I love.

Love you, Grammie.

Normal, Shnormal............

We keep on keeping on.  Still working from home, still having cats walk across my keyboard..

We are slowly trying out the new normal. Masks are everywhere.  I have extras in a bag in the Junk Drawer.  I bought Willow her own set of three.  We have a mask in each car, I have one in my purse, we have some hanging on the refrigerator.

Michael has started to go out walking again--with a mask.  We went to Decordova--with masks!  

Visiting with friends--one on one, 6 feet apart.  Check that one!

So--this is what we do to stay sane.

I am getting some reading done.