Who says it isn’t a normal Christmas? Why just this morning we watched on the news how airports are again teeming with people, ready to travel back home and infect Mom, Dad, Auntie, and Grandpa. ‘Tis better to give than receive after all.
Health experts suggest getting a covid test both prior to travel and after returning home. It’s also recommended that one should self-quarantine up to seven days before being around people, though that particular guidance merely gets a whisper in most hamlets. But hey, who am I to be Scrooge? If Dr. Birx can skirt a travel rule, so can can you!
So on that cheery note, let’s return to some more idle thoughts during a holiday season of Covid-19:
A perusal of the TV channel listings for Christmas movie offerings show ‘White Christmas‘, ‘A Christmas Story‘, ‘It’s a Wonderful Life‘, and ‘Planes, Trains, and Automobiles,’ along with many other classics. But what I’m not seeing is ‘The Bells of St. Mary’s.’ Seriously? First the coronavirus and now this. Will the madness of this year never end?
Our health insurance provider sent us another reminder that all covid-related procedures will be covered 100% in the next calendar year. It’s a kind and generous gesture on their part, I must say. On a related note, they’ve raised our premium 6% for 2021.
A barista at Starbucks who penned the below is way braver than I am. I can only imagine how I’d spell cappuicno if I worked there.
Mastercard reports that according to a study they commissioned, 82 percent of respondents worldwide said contactless payments are the “cleanest” way to pay for things in stores during these perilous times. I’m sure they’re right, but I can vividly recall when tobacco companies also commissioned studies which reinforced their business preferences too. “Priceless” indeed.
I continue to be baffled by Hank, our financial advisor. We received his annual holiday card the other day. It’s one of those fancy kind that plays a song when you open it. The one he chose is Frank Sinatra singing “I’ll Be Seeing You.”
HBO is apparently going to offer a limited reboot of “Sex and the City,” which will bring it back to television for the first time since 2004. Oh, great. Now I have to act all over again like I have no idea what that show is about if it comes up in conversation.
I woke up this morning and found myself listed among those whom the president pardoned last evening. I knew moving to Florida would give me an edge.
I used to think that the workplace was the most dangerous place to be during the holidays, what with office luncheons, parties, and constant platters of Christmas cookies set out on counters. But now it’s our living room coffee table. There are only two of us in this home; this isn’t going to end well.
The FedEx driver left us a holiday $5 tip on our door yesterday along with a note of thanks. Hm.
Gorgeous found a bracelet inscribed with “William” deep in the sand on a recent beach visit, and has been wearing it regularly ever since. In response I’ve been playing a lot of Tammy Wynette’s “Stand By Your Man” on the stereo. I’m not sure which of us is going to blink first.
I present to you, the Christmas Challah…
For all who are celebrating, I wish you a safe and joyous Christmas followed by a very happy New Year.
We’ll meet again in January…