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Y2/D274...Ugga Bugga, It's been a day.
Dec. 16th, 2021 09:05 pmWell, today's been kind of stressful.
Right now, I've put my Kindle Paperwhite in the freezer to see if that will fix the frozen touch screen problem. ( Read more... )
Spent most of the day worrying over whether I'd have to get a PCR Test prior to boarding the flight to Hilton Head on Sunday morning. The Jetblue site is not clear on this issue. ( Read more... )
Came home, with the intent to do laundry. Curses! Foiled again. In fact chose to do laundry instead of going to the pharmacy to pick up my prescription, and the grocery store. ( Read more... )
Talked to mother, and discovered she was taking a COVID Test as we spoke.
Mother: I'm taking a COVID test.
Me: Do you want me to call back -
Mother: No, it takes 15 minutes.
Me: The over-the-counter version?
Mother: You're brother convinced me to get one just to be safe. He said that you were coming down, and I go into the Preston to see your father, etc. And I should see if this is a cold or COVID-19. It feels like a cold, I can still smell and taste things, and the cold medication is working. (The pattern with COVID is nothing works - but special COVID meds and well the vaccine. That's why Pfizer and Moderna are creating COVID pills for it. No other meds work.)
Apparently my niece takes this one each day for school. To go to London, she has to get the PCR test. So did my co-worker who was going to the Dominican Republic.
We had a stressful fifteen minutes until she could check it and discover that it was indeed, negative. After I got off the phone with her, I did the same thing, which involved opening the little packet. Taking out the little cardboard sleeve, opening it, placing six droplets in the hole. Taking out the cotton swab. Swirling about my nostrils five times, each nostril. (It made me sneeze, and I was worried I got a bit of blood in there.) Put the cotton swab all the way through both holes. Remove the seal, seal the test.
Wait 15 minutes, and do not go thirty minutes. Fifteen minutes later, it was negative, and I was relieved. Let Mother know, and she doesn't think I need to do the saliva test or PCR, in conjunction with the antigen.
We were both terrified of testing positive - because then what? Do I cancel my flight? Reschedule? What?
Meanwhile, her physical therapist who is from Peru, is traveling to Paris for Xmas with his four kids, and going to Euro Disney, then later to Vegas with his wife. He's already gone to Peru a couple of times this year. (Neither of us understood how folks did this.)
**
Funny stuff on Twitter.
So there's this site on Reddit, where people post lengthy essays asking if they are assholes. AITA or Am I The Asshole. Then folks on Twitter repost the essay and make fun of it. Because, it's Twitter. I honestly think sometimes that Twitter exists solely to rag on things.
Anyhow, HERE's the whole crazy tale.
( Read more... )
Meanwhile on my wacky soap - they have a scene in a sauna, with a hot guy in a towel and a woman in a blazer, shirt and skirt. And I'm distracted throughout by the fact that the woman will not take off her blazer. I mean come on, who can wear a blazer in a sauna? And who marches into one with a coat and blazer on?
Soap Twitter has forever dubbed the woman character - Blazer Lynn. The guy, though, has a remarkably attractive chest. You can sort of tell who this show is directed towards, heterosexual women and gay men.
Twitter is also upset that Time chose Elon Musk as Person of the Year, so have been supplanting it with cat pictures, specifically Jorts the Cat as Cat of the Year.
Twitter: Elon Musk as Time Person of the Year? Really? This is Unconscionable.
ME: I'm guessing someone at Time desperately wants to go to Mars?
***
Followup on Kindle. Freezing the Kindle did not work. (I'm not surprised, I didn't really expect it to.) I'm guessing I will have to buy a new one. Damn. Mother thinks we may be able to find one at Staples or order it down there. I don't feel like doing it right now. Although I might and just send it to myself down there. Of course, if I don't make it down there, she'll have to send it back, so it may make more sense to wait?
***
It's late, I need to go to bed. No photos tonight. Sorry.
Right now, I've put my Kindle Paperwhite in the freezer to see if that will fix the frozen touch screen problem. ( Read more... )
Spent most of the day worrying over whether I'd have to get a PCR Test prior to boarding the flight to Hilton Head on Sunday morning. The Jetblue site is not clear on this issue. ( Read more... )
Came home, with the intent to do laundry. Curses! Foiled again. In fact chose to do laundry instead of going to the pharmacy to pick up my prescription, and the grocery store. ( Read more... )
Talked to mother, and discovered she was taking a COVID Test as we spoke.
Mother: I'm taking a COVID test.
Me: Do you want me to call back -
Mother: No, it takes 15 minutes.
Me: The over-the-counter version?
Mother: You're brother convinced me to get one just to be safe. He said that you were coming down, and I go into the Preston to see your father, etc. And I should see if this is a cold or COVID-19. It feels like a cold, I can still smell and taste things, and the cold medication is working. (The pattern with COVID is nothing works - but special COVID meds and well the vaccine. That's why Pfizer and Moderna are creating COVID pills for it. No other meds work.)
Apparently my niece takes this one each day for school. To go to London, she has to get the PCR test. So did my co-worker who was going to the Dominican Republic.
We had a stressful fifteen minutes until she could check it and discover that it was indeed, negative. After I got off the phone with her, I did the same thing, which involved opening the little packet. Taking out the little cardboard sleeve, opening it, placing six droplets in the hole. Taking out the cotton swab. Swirling about my nostrils five times, each nostril. (It made me sneeze, and I was worried I got a bit of blood in there.) Put the cotton swab all the way through both holes. Remove the seal, seal the test.
Wait 15 minutes, and do not go thirty minutes. Fifteen minutes later, it was negative, and I was relieved. Let Mother know, and she doesn't think I need to do the saliva test or PCR, in conjunction with the antigen.
We were both terrified of testing positive - because then what? Do I cancel my flight? Reschedule? What?
Meanwhile, her physical therapist who is from Peru, is traveling to Paris for Xmas with his four kids, and going to Euro Disney, then later to Vegas with his wife. He's already gone to Peru a couple of times this year. (Neither of us understood how folks did this.)
**
Funny stuff on Twitter.
So there's this site on Reddit, where people post lengthy essays asking if they are assholes. AITA or Am I The Asshole. Then folks on Twitter repost the essay and make fun of it. Because, it's Twitter. I honestly think sometimes that Twitter exists solely to rag on things.
Anyhow, HERE's the whole crazy tale.
( Read more... )
Meanwhile on my wacky soap - they have a scene in a sauna, with a hot guy in a towel and a woman in a blazer, shirt and skirt. And I'm distracted throughout by the fact that the woman will not take off her blazer. I mean come on, who can wear a blazer in a sauna? And who marches into one with a coat and blazer on?
Soap Twitter has forever dubbed the woman character - Blazer Lynn. The guy, though, has a remarkably attractive chest. You can sort of tell who this show is directed towards, heterosexual women and gay men.
Twitter is also upset that Time chose Elon Musk as Person of the Year, so have been supplanting it with cat pictures, specifically Jorts the Cat as Cat of the Year.
Twitter: Elon Musk as Time Person of the Year? Really? This is Unconscionable.
ME: I'm guessing someone at Time desperately wants to go to Mars?
***
Followup on Kindle. Freezing the Kindle did not work. (I'm not surprised, I didn't really expect it to.) I'm guessing I will have to buy a new one. Damn. Mother thinks we may be able to find one at Staples or order it down there. I don't feel like doing it right now. Although I might and just send it to myself down there. Of course, if I don't make it down there, she'll have to send it back, so it may make more sense to wait?
***
It's late, I need to go to bed. No photos tonight. Sorry.