Hello, Sunday.

How goes it? We’ve got what I hope to be the very last of the 90 degree days and finally settle into fall like weather. And before you @ me, I’m just saying more 70-80 degree temps rather than 80-90.  I mean, I like longer mornings as much as the rest of you but my AC needs a break.

That being said, I’m getting in time outside to enjoy my favorite summer things before I can no longer: morning tennis, lazy Sundays on the lake, all the peaches I can eat.  I hope you are doing the same because even if life doesn’t seem like it changes all that much from week to week, day to day lately, time and the seasons march on and soon we’ll be wishing each other Happy Thanksgiving.

Anyway, I’m good. I hope you are, too.

Don’t make us write obituaries.

It’s snowing chocolate!

How to fight fear and anxiety when Covid ends. Because it will, eventually.

A short-term solution? I’m proud to work at an institution where people are so damn smart they’re changing the world.

Am I potato chip addict or a victim of food science? Written by my lovely friend.

Why this activist won’t ever give up.  

This is on my to-make list– it should be on yours!

I still haven’t been that much in the mood for cooking, but I am getting back into this this week.

Also, a reminder that this is here and you can make it very very quickly.

Have a nice week!

Hello, Sunday.

I take two kinds of vacations. One kind, the rarer of the two, involves sleeping in, long, lazy, stretched out meals, a few cocktails, a night on the town and make-up, and a curling iron. The other kind, the kind I end up on more often than not, means we’re up at sunrise and out the door, ponytails are the fashion of the days and we arrive back in our rooms sun-kissed and tired but ready to do it again the next. Our trip Up North was the latter, which means that I came back mentally rested, but perhaps not physically.

And because the Universe has its ways, after diving back into heavy lifting and workout ASAP, I gave myself a helluva back injury on Wednesday morning, meaning that I will be sidelined from the fun stuff for at least a few weeks if we’re going best case scenario. It means that the Peloton bike that I’ve been counting down to receive for two months has spent the last two days sitting idly in my living room while I glance longingly at it every few hours. It means that early summer tennis mornings will have to make way to early fall ones and any birthday activities I had ideas about might have to be revisited. Are we at 39 already? Because getting old ain’t fun.

So I spent my weekend sitting around doing absoltely nothing since that’s pretty much all I could do. I hate it and it puts me in a bad mood. Luckily, Colin Firth, Kate Winslet, Indiana Jones and Julia Roberts were great company and hopefully some hydrotherapy in the lake will do these tangled muscles some good today.

As for the news, I came back into the land of the living pretty checked out on Tuesday, and managed somehow to stay there. Still, I’ve got a few nuggets to share.

Don’t you just love cute old people?

Making new friends in a pandemic. Have you made any?

What if you went on sabbatical and never came back?

On being childfree.

Why a remote workforce forever might not be the best thing for us after all.

FYI: Covid Brain is real.

Sort of related: Also, where are all the premies?  

Another reason to eat all the kimchi.

Alex Trebek, in his own words.

Dinner, A love story started this series when Covid started and I am really enjoying it. Have a look!

More vacation stories coming at you this week! Thanks for being here, and for being awesome.

Hello, Sunday.

Another week has flown by. How? Why? The days are already starting to get shorter whether we notice it or not, and it’s already July 4th this week and what does that even do to the monotony of every day?  Not a whole lot, I gather, save for another day to sit around.

I talked to my friend yesterday who has been holed up in her Brooklyn apartment for somewhere around 98 days.  I mean, at least I have the luxury of taking long walks where I see nary a soul, but that’s harsh. Still, I admire her gusto in activity planning that she has for her and her boyfriend, from themed dinner nights, movie nights, puzzles, games, fancy cocktails, etc. If anything, she’s really doing quarantine the best she can.  In that vein, I strive to do a little better!

Let’s reflect on the past week, shall we?

This is my house.  For those of us that need a good story and who doesn’t?

The toll COVID has had on freelance journalism.  So many stories to tell, no one to listen.

How the virus won. Chilling.

Hmm. K. Not flying anytime soon.

Truth behind the funny. I am Leisel von Trapp and I owe the resistance an apology.

Best friends, a love story.

God, some first year law students are really just what you see in Legally Blonde.  But these ones get theirs.

People are good if they want to be.

If you don’t follow Abigail Disney on Twitter, you should.

Canada day is coming up and how about this Nanaimo bars to mark it?

Also, a lovely little porch sipping cocktail for ya.

Have a great week!