I'm a few days into wearing a mask outside and I’ve learned a few things: I don’t like it; it’s keeping me from touching my face as much as I normally would; it’s probably the new normal for a while. That and basically sherpa-ing the Brooklyn wilderness now that we've drastically cut back on trips to the store and Amazon deliveries take much longer than they used to.
Keep in mind too I’m typing a good portion of this post out on my iPhone through rubber gloves while six feet from the closest person in line waiting to get into the Park Slope Whole Foods.
So, what happened this past week...
FREAKIN' KUDOS to Dr. David Price for doing this video and bring some much needed peace and calm to those of us losing our minds during this unusual time (just wish it wasn't being a little punk and not letting me embed it in this post). Absolutely worth a view.
Donald Glover released a new album, so that was fun.
"Surely you've seen Tiger King in its entirety by now" says the kid from Oklahoma who's subtly hinting at the fact his name is in the credits under the "Additional Camera" section :)
I still believe our two house fires are out to murder Saint Anne the Wife and me. That being said, I nearly broke down in tears the other day because of all this nonsense. If you've followed along at all you know I typically whine about it being hard to "adult." Add to that being cooped up with two small children in an even smaller apartment and you'll eventually find me in a sludgy puddle under my desk, but thank GOD I'm stuck in here with Saint Anne the Wife who is a much better person than I am and seems to have this "responsible adult" thing down. I've resorted to taking pictures of flowers and trees because they aren't constantly yelling and you don't have to ask them to follow directions the first time. Oh, and I've gotten super obsessed about all the discarded rubber gloves, Clorox wipes, and medical masks in the streets and sidewalks these past few weeks.
It's TERRIFYING to think you've put your family at undue risk by both being in NYC in the first place and choosing to stick around when we could've left. We've got friends with and without young kids who are still here and sticking it out and others who left town. We've also got friends who are SUPER preggers and due to deliver in the next few weeks.
At Target today I was in the baby getting kiddo shampoo and absolutely stoked to know our two drunk octopi aren't needing formula and all the other newborn essentials during this hot mess. Our little one was still going through baby food pouches when we moved here and that had us going to the store ALL. THE. FREAKING. TIME.
On the topic of the little one, God bless Saint Anne the Wife for leading the charge in getting him through potty training at the moment. I've only taken a couple direct hits (to the face no less), but there she is, on the front lines of teaching a little boy to do his nonsense in/on a child sized plastic toilet that just sits there next to our normal person toilet, taunting me and testing my self-control.
"I'm an adult. I will not try and use it myself."
Good God get me out of this tiny apartment.