Homebound: Day 7

Molly sent me a list of drawing prompts, one of which was to make up an imaginary insect. I did this:

Here’s one of Molly’s:

My father, four years before he died in 1999, drew a whole collection of made-up creatures. Here are two out of at least a score:

We’re on a roll. Here’s Eleni’s bug (“Don’t ask me to draw anything ever again”):

My five-year-old grandson, Jesse, did one, which is (obviously) a bee-cat, in case you couldn’t figure that out on your own:

Then my son-in-law, Jason, got into the game with a pig-fly.

And last but not least, nine-year-old granddaughter Ember sent her contribution. I don’t know how imaginary it is, but it’s quite a work of art. I’m guessing it’s a potato beetle:

Now, I don’t mean to be shallow, but pretty soon I’m gonna get embarrassed about two things:

  • The inch-wide stripe of grey hair [not pictured] that’s sprouting at my part-line and not being remediated at the salon. I’m not yet ready to show the world how old I really look. Dye jobs buy me a year or two of youth. Soon I’ll look like a blondish skunk.
  • My ever-expanding waistline. So far I’ve mostly been lucky enough not to gain weight easily, yet I appear to have stumbled upon 10 pounds (none in desirable locations) since this began. My floppy pants are snug. My proximity to the kitchen is a problem.

My sister linked me to this viral photo of a quokka:

It’s all well and good to be cheerful, I thought. But it’s an attitude I don’t understand. I replied to Kate, “Now we should search the Internet for an animal that has an attitude like mine.” You know, just for balance. Hours later, this was in my inbox:

Speaking of gloom, I just had to cancel my mid-April flight to see my 91-year-old mother in Delaware. I haven’t seen her for six months, which is way too long.

This morning’s big adventure was a walk up the avenue to the post office and bank, with a quick run into the grocery store for Liquid-Plumrâ„¢. The street, normally packed with cars, was pretty quiet at that hour.

This is interesting, from CBS News:

The World Health Organization on Monday [today] said the pandemic is accelerating. Tedros Adhanom Ghebreyesus, the director-general of WHO, said it took 67 days from the first case to reach 100,000 cases, 11 days for the second 100,000 cases and four days for the next 100,000 cases.

One of my neighbors sent out a mass e-mail suggesting our block might want to do as many other places have around the world, and gather on our own front porches and lawns at a specified hour, so we can wave and shout to each other. I’ll let you know how it goes. It’s at 8:00 tonight. I’ll bring out the camp chairs. In the meantime, I’m going to eat some Twizzlers.

2 comments

  1. I didn’t know it was supposed to be imaginary! Funny how all but one of us still made something up. No, that’s not entirely true: like Ember, I was drawing a real insect but forgot that they didn’t have haunches, exactly, or bellybuttons.

  2. I LOVE Eleni’s insect! Its little leggies are just the best. The rest of the Redwine clan showed up admirably too.

    And I love yours, especially their bonny coloration, AS I have already said.

    That’s a very expressive primate.

    Very sad about the Granny flights. I hope you’re able to reschedule them soon-wa.

    I’ll be very curious to hear how the remote block party goes.

    WUV!

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