inklingfair It’s been a while. You’d think that with the pandemic pushing two years we’d be almost at the end of it (looking at you, Spanish flu) but it’s looking like the Delta variant is here to dash our hopes to the ground. In the past month, we cancelled a family trip, endured the new ECQ, Josh and I went through a home quarantine, and Mom and Pops both contracted COVID.
All things considered, we’ve been unaccountably lucky in the past year: being able to move to a place where the children wouldn’t feel so hemmed in by the no-kids-out-of-home rule; securing vaccination slots for those eligible in the household; being able to celebrate Eucharist (very carefully, with zero transmissions); finding help when we needed it.
Many others have not been as fortunate, so I’m glad to be working with organizations minding the gap on both charity and change fronts. I count the current Senate Blue Ribbon Committee grilling of government officials over shady pandemic deals a silver lining. I count the public outrage a good thing, if it translates into better outcomes when the 2022 election period rolls around.
Speaking of rolling around, I finally got around to testing the chest mount last Sunday and here’s how it went:
It had been more than a month since the last time we had gone out cycling – we went to El Deposito for ChocNut beer on the eve of ECQ but since the keg wasn’t yet available, we had different shots of craft beer. Then boom – lockdown, and the quarantine had us cooped up in our rooms for two weeks. It seemed like a dream the day Paul & co went home to Cavite for a break and the garage was left vacant for Josh and I to sit out front among the greens, and enjoy a bowl of arroz caldo in the dining room instead of a cramped bedroom table.
The quarantine did give Josh and I some much-needed time to decompress and reconnect, and we talked about my island life and his exchange student stint long ago. I re-watched Hyori’s Bed and Breakfast in bed and started on a new comfort watch, Hometown Cha Cha Cha, right after My Girlfriend is a Gumiho, drawn as much by Shin Min-ah’s charm as her leading men’s career trajectories: Lee Seung-gi’s action star with rich granddad’s safety net and Kim Seon Ho’s jack of all trades with surfing days off whenever he feels like it.
Should we move to a house near the sea, I wonder?
