Pirate Patty Reviews

Here it is December 13 and not a hint of winter. Do I care why? Nope. I wore flip-flops to the nail salon. Happy as can be. I hope your weather is behaving itself and staying in it’s own yard.

I am not exaggerating when I say this has been a rough couple of months. Let’s start with the entire OU nation losing it’s mind over Lincoln Riley hopping a jet to USC. I had told OU Boy this was going to happen weeks ago. Did. Not. Listen. Awe! Shock! And to lose to OSU and not get in any playoffs. Players were jumping through that transfer portal like it was the door to Narnia! We started playing fire the coach. It was amusing until Bama gave us UGA folks our first loss. Oh well. Such is football. But it’s not over yet boys!

Next up was OU boy sneezing and hurting his back. Sciatica. Oh, the moaning and crying and the doctor just told him Welcome to your 40’s! Then Thanksgiving where I was so hoping not to be alone as that is the day one year ago we found my mother on the floor of her apartment. She lived until December 5th. It was a tough time for my sisters and I . But no, one family wasn’t vaccinated so we did not go. I was furious. The man that wasn’t is now in ICU on a ventilator after basically killing his 95-year-old grandmother. She died in the room next to his, while his daughter was in Labor and Delivery giving birth to a cutie little girl. Grandpa got sick and was in hospital as well but his was a heart issue and he is now home and they are ready to draw that line in the dirt. No vax. No come in. Then yesterday another uncle died. So it’s been insane.

So, we’ve been on the road for weeks at hospitals, the farm and back to town. We had our boosters last Wednesday and I ran a fever of 103 for two days and felt like crap. But then I slept 10 hours and felt fine. I also got put in Twitter jail for three days for saying something true to our governor.

If it wasn’t for copious amounts of tea, I would probably be in jail right now. But the end is in sight and I’m keeping my eye on that. I am done with all of my 2021 reading and reviews and most of 2022.

Good Stuff? Well we tried out a cute little cafe’ Saturday in Bethany. The Stray Dog. It had actual metal dog bowl with paws on them full of popcorn. But oh lord, those hotdogs! Deep-fried hotdog wrapped in bacon! Such simple goodness. I will definitely be back. Especially since it’s on the way to the kayak dock. They had a lovely antique mall that smelled like peppermint and a hug.

I hope y’all have had an easier time than we have. And have more responsible relatives. Stay safe and warm, my friends.

xx P