The Eye of the Hurricane

Some things are getting back to normal here. Beaches and parks are starting to reopen, and a select group of businesses are allowed to open with the obvious social distancing criteria.

I, in my natural state of paranoia, believe this is only the eye of the hurricane and a new wind will hit us hard after the eye passes. So during this time of calm, I'm stocking up on TP and water and masks. We actually had Clorox at Costco last week for the first time in months! I bought my 3-gallon limit.

I might even venture out to get a haircut before salons have to close again. I'm getting pretty shaggy. Hard to say which I fear more - COVID or my hairdresser's scolding when she sees the hack job I did to reduce some of the shagginess. I'm reminded of the haircuts that Megan gave Coconut back when she was barely old enough to wield real scissors. In all fairness, Coconut was adorable with wacky bangs; me, not so much.

It rained most of the weekend, so Sophie and I stayed inside and caught up on many unfinished projects around the house - painting, hanging artwork, repairing broken things... binge-watching Amazon TV.

I hope your Memorial Day weekend was happy and safe.

Aloha y'all!

Dana

Still Isolated in Kona

Yep, still here...

I've stuck to my guns and gone out amongst people only once every two weeks. I pretty much treat all humans as if they are radioactive. I hope they don't take it personally.

We are having a gorgeous Spring, but alas, all the beaches are closed. Sophie and I used to walk on the beach at least twice a week. We now walk on a long abandonded road near our house that leads to a college that's now closed. The few humans we DO see are at least 50 feet away. We often see goats and, fortunately, Sophie is interested but not crazed by them. All I need is for her to take off to play with the adorable little kids and Pappa Goat, with his massive horns, has to discipline her.

These fellows kept an eye on us yesterday.

 

Stay safe. Stay home. Stay paranoid.