Dad told me that last year Mom had lung cancer. She’s a non-smoker (he was the smoker). I have not a single happy memory in my childhood of Mom. She regularly would say things like “I’m not your real mother; I just found you in the trash one day and felt bad so I took you home” and other terrible things. I don’t know still how I feel about the news that she had and beat cancer.
I can’t believe this day last year, I was returning from my last vacation and last travel experience before lockdowns and the pandemic changed everything. A few days before I returned from my trip last year, I had found out about the first death in my county. So many things have changed over the course of a year, not just because of the pandemic, either.
Baked some shortbread last night for the first time - seems a bit too dry IMO but tastes OK, so I’ll keep tinkering with this recipe or maybe try another and mash them together to get the texture I’m after. Sprinkled some cinnamon on top which was a nice flavor! Next time I go shopping I’ll pick up some ingredients to try making meatloaf. 😋
Thank goodness for people freely sharing their knowledge on the internet - rain + no street lamps = me accidentally driving into a small ditch last night, but after watching one video, I now know how to remove and replace my front bumper. Much to be grateful for, as the situation could have been much worse. With some time and elbow grease, I can buy the parts myself, do my own repair, and have my car back up and running. 🤞