Hubby made a Costco run yesterday instead of the grocery store. He found everything he "needs" (oh so much junk food) except milk and meat. Headed today to our local butcher to take care of the meat. Living in the country has advantages.
I was talking to a foster closer to the city and their stores are bare with lines to get inside. Her elderly parents (late 80s) live in SC and have been without toilet paper for weeks. She doesn't have any to spare (she already sent them a few rolls) but they are down to their last too. We have toilet paper (bought before the panic) so I'm mailing a large pack to her parents. I'm on the lookout for her too -- I bought some for the kids last time I was at the store. Strange how it's all panning out. Feels good to to a good deed -- even if it's a small one.
Sort of funny, ironic story ...
Our virtual coffee got postponed because of the rain. This is the girlfriend who cancels on walking if there's even a hint of rain -- made me laugh. She has a full house (grown kids living with her waiting to buy a house) and she's in a town home. Everyone is working from home and she had no place to take the video call without an audience ... back porch was her only option ... and, you guessed it, it was pouring rain. We're trying again today.
Food confession .... I've been eating way too much at night again. Every time we get out for "supplies" and find junk food, hubby is buying it. I'm eating it because the wedding is postponed. Not good. You should see his Costco chocolate run -- it's epic. I'm back on rationing today. AND ... way too much comfort GLUTEN. I bet my feet will protest the sandwiches by the end of the week. I already have a headache this morning.
Tater Tot went up for adoption. Exploded our website. Last night he and Duke PLAYED for hours. WHAT?!?! Too late Duke. He's up for adoption. We can't pull him back now. I can't understand it -- Duke hated him and it was getting worse and worse. The little guy is hysterical when he plays -- it's like he's pretending to be a big, bad wolf. The noises he makes ... just listen ...
Duke is heading to the groomer today. He's a dog who has hair and it doesn't stop growing. It grows in his ears that requires special plucking, etc. We don't know how to groom him. If things get really crazy -- guess it's us and a youtube video. Our groomer is taking precautions with curbside pickup, etc. She works with one partner and it's a small business. Hopefully, low risk and he won't need to go again for 2 months.
I've been spending the better part of the day doing rescue things. I can't believe how busy it is with new foster applications and lots of other miscellaneous phone needs. STILL haven't read anything or started the puzzle. I'm sure I'll have plenty of time for both in the coming weeks.
Thinking of everyone out there -- it's a struggle for too many people. Stay well. Find some good wherever you can. Later gators.
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