I wasn’t sure I’d sit down to write anything this week. I haven’t had many opportunities even to sit down.
Well, there have been a few. I watched all of The Tiger King on Netflix, so I feel more clued in to the plethora of memes and pop culture references on the social media. It is every bit of the promised viewer discretion strongly advised train wreck and more. I barely have words.
There have been bright spots the last few days. I scored a Panera reward for a free bagel every day for a week.
A neighbor dropped off a chicken broccoli rice casserole on our patio table. If a casserole isn’t the official midwestern love language, I don’t know what is.
The young lady across the street ding dong ditched us, leaving a handpicked bouquet accompanied by a sweet note.
We’ve been eating peanut butter cup banana bread for days. Pro tip shared by a friend recently – use banana bread to make French toast.
I found a source for in-stock hand sanitizer. Such a rare phenomenon at this time. My hair salon is still shipping retail products and they have hand sanitizer! The small travel size is lovely. I can’t speak to the manly man version, but I’m sure it’s great as well. If you order, consider giving credit to Stacy at the New Albany location.
Speaking of hair salons and personal appearance. I walked to the mailbox this morning wearing pajamas, a hoodie (with the hood up), and my fuzzy gray boots. A family a couple houses away looked like they were heading out for a walk – the entire family and all pets. I quickly returned to the house before they could get close enough to appreciate my rose print pajama Unabomber vibe.
They say you should change out of your pjs every day during this quarantine to achieve some semblance of a normalish routine. And I have been, although not necessarily prior to the morning mail. Hair and makeup don’t always happen, however. I also have been making a point of wearing earrings. I can’t speak to other types of piercings, but if you go too long without … those holes will close up. My ears have been pierced since the fifth grade. I have no desire to have them redone in the … well, let’s not talk about what grade that is when you solve for x.
Beyond the aforementioned train wreck, other online items of note this week:
Derek Webb and his wife Abbie Parker (of the band I Am They) are doing a free “All Covers” concert via FB live to benefit Childfund. Tune in this Friday, April 24, at 9pm eastern.
We did the first Ragamuffin Google hangout this week. (For those not familiar, similar technology to Zoom.) Every Monday at 8pm eastern. Stay tuned to the Ragamuffin Church Facebook group for details and the link. Pro tip: Once in the chat/hangout, look for a “join the video call” link. Chat in more depth about topics from the previous Ragamuffin Sunday, get to know others in the ragamuffin community, ask questions, talk about struggles, whatever. It’s a loose agenda. Note that much like at our retreats, the discussion might get “really real”, so parental discretion is advised.
My friend Mitch McVicker continues to do a free weekly concert via Facebook live. (Always family friendly.) The last couple have been Tuesday evening at 8pm eastern, but check his page for details. This concert series has been extra fun because, unlike on a regular tour, the set list is almost entirely different every time. He’s been making his way through a long list of requests, so we’re being treated to songs he hasn’t performed in years in some cases.
And how is your Corona Quarantine going? What beauty and entertainment tips do you have to share, lol? What bright spots are you noticing?
