It’s a good Friday, had a nice Yom Kippur yesterday with an easy fast. I was only “lunchtime hungry” by the end, but I was thirsty thirsty thirsty! I think it was the first time since before my Bar Mitzva that I went to all the services.
Today is laundry, clean and catch-up day. (I’m using vacation days, as I need to be rid of them before the end of the year.)
These past few days, it seems like the Cayman Islands is moving backwards in its attempt to open the borders. There were a couple positive cases on the street and a child in a school got a positive covid test.
Everybody is freaking out, buying hand sanitizer and toilet paper and wearing masks. The government has requested no large gatherings and it seems like we’re moving away from opening up instead of towards it.
I mean, once we open the borders we’re gonna have covid. It was expected, so I thought. But to me, by the reaction, the government and the press seemed to think that we were gonna open up and still have no covid in the Cayman Islands.
I think covid is like the flu, for the common cold, or car crashes. Covid is something that’s here to stay. Something that we’re going to have forever that has to be accepted.
I don’t mind wearing a mask I don’t mind doing almost anything I’m asked to do for the good of the herd, but we just can’t hide forever in lockdown or closed borders.
I got my new glasses yesterday and they are instantly so much better, that I can’t believe that I put up with that crap of the old glasses. I remember when I got the old ones new I thought they would take getting used to but I never got used to them. I believe they may have even hurt my eyes.
On this day in 2005 I met my wife. It’s surreal to go back to the 14th thru the 17th of September 2005 and read those posts on this blog. It will slay me if I can look back on these present days with 20/20 hindsight and see a way I could have saved my marriage., but I sure can’t see it now.
Notice I said 20/20 in a post about my glasses. Very clever!
Have a great day!
UPDATE! FOR SOME REASON, I THOUGHT TODAY WAS THE 16TH. I met my wife on the 16th of September 2005.
We knew it would happen when we started reopening our borders. Yesterday, for the 1st time in more than than a year, we found 2 cases of locally transmitted covid. Yesterday at the grocery store, I noticed probably 1 in 5 people wearing masks.
Several months ago I ate a star fruit. I saved the seeds and try to germinate them. I use the wet paper towel in the dark method. Of the 3 I tried only one sprouted. I put it in a pot and nothing happened for a long time but today I noticed it had come up. I hope she makes it!
it’s Friday! And looks like another yard work weekend.
I don’t mean ants that fight each other like jousting or duelling, I mean I’m having a battle with ants in my house. I think I won the battle of the bathroom and now I’m attacking a regiment in the kitchen. I am attempting to secure the perimeter and cut off supply lines to the multiple armies with which I battle.
That means I sprayed all around the house with this ant killer spray. Wherever concrete meets diry
What’s I found an ants nest in a picture frame.
It’s an ongoing battle.
Outside in your flower pots if a plant suddenly starts to die odds are there’s an ant colony inside eating the roots
It seems to be a Caribbean wide problem, everybody I know has the same thing.
Here’s a couple of pictures, one I took yesterday at my beach lunch and the other from this mornings dawg walk.
There used to be rock going across what looks like a channel in the pic above. It’s on this blog somewhere but I can’t find it now. I took this pic while I was sitting in the shade, reading my book.
Above is where I walk the dogs every day. The view isn’t special when I walking in that direction, but I always try to look back when I’m on the way back home, it seems much better then. I don’t know why.
Nice dive yesterday. Top left to right down: Moray eel, baby lionfish, red scallop in a hole, little blennie peeking out a hole. (Might be a baby jawfish, half the size of a pencil eraser, boxfish, ribbon nudibranch, My first fingerprint cyphoma. And the last one is a type of feather worm.