where's the outrage?

One thing that bothers me: when ordinary citizens tattle tale on their fellow man. If you feel threatened by Mr. Huffy Puffy's bare face, then stay away from him, or stay home, or perhaps let him know personally how you feel. Don't take his pic and social shame him, and dang it, don't call government officials and complain! The squeaky wheel gets the grease, and I think the squeaky Karens rule, blah.

Here's a game I like to play:
It's called Where Is It.

"It" can be either car keys, sunglasses, reading glasses, or my phone. Sometimes I play this game with myself, mumbling and murmuring and not listening properly to the conversation, "It" being my phone, when I am actually TALKING ON MY PHONE. The other day in the grocery store, I was looking all through my purse for my glasses, and Sonja said, "Mom, you have them on." Well, I should have guessed, I could see my purse mess very clearly! Now I have masks to add to the Where Is It game.

I can't imagine being in this predicament years ago, getting like 10 or 12 or 14 kids to wear masks, and to keep track of them all! oh dear.

We're leaving here in an hour, so I thought I'd sit down and blog, then panic and hurry out the door last minute.

Are we all packed? Well, Paul's rigging two of the kayaks onto the back of his truck, the third one doesn't fit, hopefully one of the kids with a roof rack can bring it up. With no motor boat this year, the kayaks will be hot commodities. I do have three inflatable rafts, but paddling isn't as fun as turning on a motor.

Last evening was fun, we grilled burgers, and served them with sliced tomatoes, lettuce, cheese, bacon, red onions, and little bags of chips. The health dept. guidelines were strictly followed, all wore masks, and we served everything outside. After cleaning up the kitchen, Paul and I came home, and the kids are staying there until Monday.

I feel like my brain has been on packing mode for so long, it short circuited and now I'm done. If I remember it, good, if I forget, meh, I'll live. I also feel like Mrs. Potato Head, stuffing the olive oil into the bin, a baggie of sugar, a few extra towels, markers and glue, crayons and stickers for the grandkids, more sunscreen, should I bring aluminum foil? I've got some disposable pans, and baggies, large and small, 3 kinds of salad dressing, oh, should I bring some honey? Yes, some honey. Oh good, my packing mode is turned back on! Bye for now!