Mrs. Teabody Greets the Day

Today is Friday even though this was written on Thursday but (regrettably) not published. Friday. Remember that. Five for Friday Please take note: If you know me at all, you know that I take our present situation seriously. However, there are  far better NEWS sources than I out in the wide media world that will provide factual, well-researched data (by scientific methods) in a manner you can depend on. My little journal is about coping with the world as I see it, no more, no less. --Mrs. Teabody Tea Tastings and Napping Strategies Coro-nizzard? It's the weekend in case you haven't noticed. Each morning a photo pops up on my little device capturing the date years before. If my device can be trusted, the photo above is from April 2018. Snow covered the patio and picnic table completely changing our lunch plans.  Seeing all this snow reminded me that the past three weeks are unlike anything in my experience except for blizzards and snowstorms in the 1990s that left us

Wednesday, April 1 Just give us a moment, Ladies. Take your time. I mean, what are you going to do that is all that important? This is an actor named Rob Lowe. Perhaps you've heard of him? Well. This was to be OUR weekend. Ever since I got the call from my favorite casino telling me that I could have two complimentary tickets to see Rob Lowe in his one man show, I've been, well, preparing myself. After all when does a person like myself--so elderly, so rural - - get the chance to see such a talented actor in person? Me: I'll need a seat in the front. Agent: Where in the front? Me. First row, dead center. This could be OUR only chance. Agent: (laughing hysterically) Oh, I see. Of course. What exactly do you like about him? Me: Oh, his acting. Definitely his acting. Agent: He IS pretty easy on the eyes. Me: Really? I don't believe I've ever noticed. Later when I told my sister, she had the same reaction.   Me: I got tickets to see Rob