It’s supposedly my due date.
My greatest fear is that I’ll have no idea that I’m going into labor arrive at the hospital too late for an epidural.
I’ve been carrying around a handout my medical providers gave for weeks that describes when to go to the hospital and provides the emergency phone number. Now it’s as soft as fabric from me opening and closing it so many times.
“Consume clear fluids! Avoid fatty foods. . . ” it advises if you feel like labor is starting.
“I think I have enough time to get a Korean corn dog,” I said to Jake as I grabbed my car keys and hobbled to my car.
At first I thought of going to Dragon Star to check out their Korean corn dogs, mochi doughnuts and bubble tea, but changed my mind to Ha Tien.
I haven’t wanted to eat chicken strips since I got pregnant.
This week, chicken strips sounded good again. After our tax appointment, we stopped by nearby Nashville Co-op’s newish brick-and-morter location that opened mid-September. Previously, I had seen one of their food trucks parked at Thomas Liquors on Fridays. The neighborhood air smelled fried and delightful like the State Fair. There were always a lot of people placing orders.
Reading this Minnesota Monthly profile of Nashville Co-op, I learned the owners Arif and Kamal Mohamed had operated the Alimama’s Sambusas, a food truck I visited back when we worked downtown.
The menu is extremely concise– strips or a sandwich? Texas toast and/or fries. And finally, how hot do you want it, on a scale from 1-4? We chose the third – Growlin’, for I heard the Cluckin’ Hot was actually Cluckin Hot. You know when you order “extra hot” in the upper Midwest.
I know I should use the UV happy light my work sent me, but I’m not sure if it can fix how I feel about this week of sub-zero weather, the aches and pains of being nine months pregnant, and a pandemic.
It arrived on the day of the failed coup – CAN YOU HOW I FEEL FIX THIS? I yelled as I held it up to CNN.
The cold weather does funny things to us Minnesotans. It makes us tough in cold weather and as comically weak in heat and humidity.
In the winter months, we can chill beverages in the porch or throw a bottle of gin in a pile of snow on the deck. Hot soup and casseroles can also chill outside before storage in the fridge. If you do chill food outside on your deck, watch out for squirrels!
When the weather climbs above 35 degrees, we run errands in sweatshirts and maybe even roll down the car window to cool off on a sunny days.
It took a global pandemic to mail out Christmas cards.
We’ve never sent them in my life – I have friends who send Christmas cards and I have what I call Christmas card friends – friends who I’ve barely spoken with in years but send a Christmas card every year.
This year, I too, am a Christmas card friend.
Only during a pandemic have I found organizing and writing Christmas cards after work fun . . . a relief, even.
First things first, LOOK AT THIS MUG.
For some reason, you haven’t seen Schitt’s Creek, watch it now.
I’ll always remember the first time I tried Remix’s popcorn.
Last winter, before we had any inkling a global pandemic was looming, we hosted a fondue party. It’s tradition for Jake’s side of the family each New Year.
We gather around bubbling pots of oil cooking fondue forks loaded with steak, shrimp, potstickers, cocktail weenies, and vegetables dipping them into a myriad of sauces. Sometimes you grab someone else’s fork. Maybe someone double-dips into one of the community sauce bowls. Shrug.
Feels like a lifetime ago.