This has been a crazy week! Today was the full moon so why would it be any different?
All of these rules are killing me! I rarely have a patient in front of me so I wear my mask like an earring. If I have to get up and cross the path of a patient…I will put the mask all the way on. I won’t wear the mask in public unless I have to do so. I carry the stupid thing in my purse just in case. I still don’t use hand sanitizer and I still make my own cleaners.
I have not worked this hard building up my immunity over the last year to throw it all away with hand sanitizer and a useless mask. I try really hard not to talk about these things here but I can’t take it anymore! People who I thought knew their shit are blindly following the masses…it’s like church all over again. (insert big eye roll)
Now there is a meat shortage? Bill Gates..who has publicly stated that there are too many people in this world and is all about 5G is going to make meat in a lab? I will spend my life trying to make dirt taste like apple pie before I ever eat that!!!!!
Nobody will ever take me seriously and my opinion doesn’t matter so I encourage you to think outside of the herd. I am stopping here…I have no desire to preach from a soapbox.
So short of eating dirt and sharing it with my friends…I made dandelion biscuits, which were a huge hit and dandelion jelly which was also popular at work. When I make the biscuits next time I will skip the icing and just drizzle some honey on top….the dandelion jelly was perfect as is…
I was hoping to forage for violets but the weather has not been cooperating. Hopefully next week… The skies were clear last night and boy do I have a story to tell…
I have had some rose quartz soaking in some spring water and last night I put the water in glass decanters. I was taking the decanters outside to bathe in the moonlight when I stepped onto the porch and faced a man. I could only see the whites of his eyes and when I really looked…I could see the white bag he was holding that said “chick fil a” Thankfully I did not drop the glass when I was startled and yelled into the living room “which one of my soon to be dead children ordered “chick fil a?” Of course it was the Boy…The poor delivery boy felt bad and I felt bad for him…talk about timing? He was just supposed to put it on the porch and leave and here I am putting random bottles of water on the porch? We both had stories to tell.
Sweet unborn baby bird! I put it back outside and all I can do is hope for the best!
There are other work things happening but I am not ready to talk about them as of yet….Zia