Roses are red, violets are blue, the pics show the work I still have to do.
My grandson's birthday cake. A work of art made completely from sugar. All I got on my birthday cakes when I was a kid was a few well used candles. My mom didn't like to throw the old candles away so she would use them for birthdays until they were so short they would burn out before we finished singing happy birthday.
Monday is my grandson's actual birthday party, and there are only going to be family members there. Yesterday he had a birthday party for five or six of his school friends, and this, of course, is all about the Bat flu and the precautions everyone is still taking trying to keep safe.
He's attending school just like normal, but they keep the classes somewhat segregated, so if someone in one class tests positive, it should only affect the kids in that group and not the whole school. So his friends invited to the birthday party are in that group that are in school together every day so it should be all right to have them attend a party together.
This is really sad because these kids are missing so much, and there doesn't seem to be any end to it. Every few months, the geniuses in charge of this country surround themselves with doctors for a photo-op while they pontificate on what we have to do to stay safe. Whatever it is, it doesn't seem to make any sense compared to what they said the last time they made their decisions.... Does anyone still remember "two weeks to flatten the curve?"
But whatever the intelligentsia decides, I'm going to be camping in the desert in the highly mobile bronco, hopefully discovering some new boondocking places and revisiting some of the places I've enjoyed before. And since I'll be highly mobile, I don't think I'll be staying places for long periods, like for a month or so. I believe my newfound ease of driving will make me want to travel to more places more often than I have in the past. I'm hoping my newfound mobility will make my winter travels look like a series of one or two-week mini-vacations, and that sounds like just the thing to help dig me out of my winter rut.
The back seat area of my GMC crew cab truck. Emptied of its normal detritus, its now ready to be turned into a storage area that will easily more than double the storage capacity of the bronco..... At least that's my plan.
Of course everything that was in the backseat of the truck had to go somewhere, so at the moment its piled in the Arctic Fox's living room.... Including the backseat itself.