Popcorn for dinner two nights in a row. I SWEAR, I will NOT eat popcorn for dinner tonight. I have shrimp coming from Cheese & Crackers. I will fix shrimp and use my microgreens and edible flowers if it fucking kills me.

I'm struggling a bit, as we all are. I'm sad and frustrated. I have a family of three men who are also sad and frustrated to varying degrees. I want to go out, to see people. I want to stay home and be safe. I'm trying to find ways to mark my days but mostly, when I'm down with work, I sink into the couch and watch endless episodes of my new favorite, Australia's My Kitchen Rules. The other day we drove out to Finding Eminence Farm near Lexington, Illinois to pick up flowers and microgreens while appropriately masked. They were beautiful and I clutched them as we drove home, passing Pritzker Sucks signs and Trump 2020 flags.

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I feel so sad for my boys, worried about their dad and lost in this seemingly endless new normal of a pandemic. I can't imagine dealing with this at 18 or 20. For God's sake, life is confusing and confounding enough when you're 18 or 20.

This round of chemo has been harder on Ernie. He should be feeling better as we get to the weekend. Fingers crossed.

Bob though, well, Bob abides.

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Oh, and THIS happened. He did it.

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Thoughts?