hermit widow socializes

My lovely neighbors invited me for dinner last night, saying that
everyone had been tested. I had a really fine time and so nice to
walk a few feet to get home to Annabelle before our 9pm bed time.
Today I need to recover and I will stay quiet and solo and grateful.

what's a K-drama?

Stranger 

So little we learn so late. Korean mysteries on Netflix. VERY well done
and I love learning about other countries. I am semi-bingeing on this
one: Stranger with a tough female policewoman and an unusual male
prosecutor. Jigsaw puzzles, household tasks and Korea on TV. Not
a bad way to spend a mostly foggy, smokey-air Saturday.

a monumental day

We went into a restaurant. The first time in 25 weeks! To the back patio of
Starbelly's to celebrate Ginger's birthday. Tons of safety rules, but still
and all, the pleasure of eating hot food served by someone else was/is
not to be under-emphasized. Mussels for me, veggie burger for G. Oh,
what we took for granted for so long, forever...

using her time wisely

My college friend, Hoan, wrote this fascinating memoir while she has
been locked in during the pandemic. It is beautiful and extremely well-
written and available on Amazon. (Of course Hoan is our nickname
for this loving and talented woman.) Great photos in this book too.

bugs and insects

Marsha is recovering from a fractured ankle and I visited her yesterday.
I'm glad that Pat and I pushed her into an Apple watch because she used
it when she fell to call her neighbor for help. Above is one segment of
her art-filled wall space, I prefer insects under glass although I do love
to watch the butterflies who have recently returned to our gardens. In
any event, I was able to help Marsha with a few tasks as she heals.

this is quite amazing

Two pieces of good news this morning. The wildfires are getting under
control and the Giants have won seven games in a row.   Now what?
Did I jinx it? And I think we have more cardboard fans than any
other MLB team. I might have made that up.

the GRAND Old Party

Why was Kimberley yelling in an empty room? The Republican National
Convention last night was worse than I expected. My parents were Republicans
and I bet even they would be horrified by tRump. I hope so anyway.

support your national post office

Thanks to dear Linda in Albuquerque (I still stumble over that location
thing) I discovered these glorious Ruth Asawa stamps which I ordered
by (ahem) mail. Ruth Asawa's wire sculptures were my friends when
I worked at the deYoung. Beautiful.

out of storage finally

I put this quilt on my bed yesterday. It was on my parents' bed and it is
old and imperfect now and I was going to have it repaired and then I thought,
"What the hell? I have quite a few flaws too." It feels just right ~ the
perfect weight for SF. Not everything has to be perfect. I have learned
so much about myself since living on my own. Some good, some not so...

Dirty John and filthy air

I stayed in all day to avoid the horrible air yesterday. These awful
fires rage on. I'm so glad to live in the safe city where concrete
doesn't burn. So I worked on the jigsaw and watched Dirty John,
a series on Netflix. And yes, I recommend this based-on-truth
drama about a con man in Southern California.

back-to-school (sort of)

then

yesterday

RR started school yesterday, from home, of course. She is an A+
student at Mercy, but you already guessed that. Kids these days
have to be so resilient, as do their parents. Tough times. Oh and
congrats to RR for passsing her test ~ now she has a driving
license. Way to go and good job Mr. and Ms. Blogmaid and RR.

breaking the law

Ginger hasn't had a haircut since March, so I arranged for Liz to come
over and we wore our masks and stayed as safe as possible. Such an
unreal time we are living in ~ but yesterday was a happy, if illegal, success.

Democratic National Online Convention

This was the backdrop last night ~ the beauty caused by smoke from
nearby fires sparked by lightning last week, alas. I'm enjoying the Dems
and the short speeches, including Republicans who have had enough
of that asshole tRump. Oh, please, give us a decent president in Nov.

preserve the USPS

Good god ~ what next? Yesterday I bought stamps online (convenient)
and then I mailed two postcards. Easy, I just wrote how much I depend
on good, efficient postal service. Always have.

1) Senator Mitch McConnell
    317 Russell Senate Office Bldg.
    Washington, DC   20510

2) Postmaster General Louis DeJoy
    475 L'Enfant Plaza, SW
    Washington, DC   20510

weather weirdness

Thunder, lightning and just a bit of rain. Yesterday was hot and muggy ~
today is better. Obviously I did not take this beautiful photo, but it is
all very strange and untypical. Back to a nice 60º this morning. Oh,
yes, predictions of rolling electrical blackouts from our enemies at PG&E.

mid-day movie time

My neighbor Heidi rented Enchanted April yesterday and we were
delighted to see how well it followed the book. I loved this 1991 movie
and, yes, I will see it again. Glorious setting and actors. Fun script.

Paris is a puzzle

Dear Dancing Jen sent me this jigsaw and we are excited to get started
today. As you well remember, Jen and I "did" Paris six years ago.
Thank you are the puzzle and the memories. Travel while you can
makes even more sense these days, no?

el buen birthday

Barb has a happy birthday

Doug plays this thing

this blogger basks

Yesterday I picked up lunch at El Buen Comer because we celebrated
Barb's birthday ~ chile relleño, chiliquitas, chips and guac. Then
a small birthday cake with coffee and some bad singing under the
beautiful blue SF sky. Quite wonderful.

a blooming surprise

How long have I lived here? I had never been to the Dahlia Grove until
last Tuesday with Pat, who insisted we go there. It's behind the Conservatory
of Flowers and yes, it is overwhelming and impressive.

local girl does good

Kamala Harris began her political career here in SF as our District Attorney
and from there she did not stop. Strong, vibrant, very smart ~ I so admire
Joe Biden for selecting her because some men have problems with really
tough and brilliant women. But Joe knows...