Or, venting, as the case may be.
The Son's birthday was last week, and somehow we got talked into going to the in-laws' for a small birthday dinner. Only three people. Okay, not bad. But the in-laws have been to the hair salon and church now. We're probably going there for Father's Day big family dinner next month - 30 people, at least two of whom work in a grocery store. Ugh. Sure, Missouri is getting off pretty lightly so far, so is Boone County and the counties around it. BUT, with the mass stupidity going on at Lake of the Ozarks over the weekend, I expect that to change.
But I'm still staying home most of the time and wearing a mask when I do go out. Most shopping is done online - Hy-Vee has gotten the hang of online ordering and curbside pickup, so it's same-day pickup instead of 4 days from now. Can't believe the in-laws, who tick quite a few boxes on the high-risk checklist, are okay with going to church and havingthe grocery-working grandkids over frequently.
Sadly, I don't see us eating in a restaurant for a while. Sucks, because the long geek-chats with Alex at G&D are always fun.
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