My mom calls and leaves this message when I don't answer.
"Hi honey. I guess you're out walking. Or maybe you're watching a movie. Or playing Canasta. Or having dinner. Call me when you can."
So sad.
That short message pretty much sums up my life. It used to be... well, you can fill in your own blanks with many more interesting pre-COVID activities. But for now, it's pretty much the ones my mom listed.
Today I go on a destination walk— so much better than a walk to nowhere.
I haven't been to midtown in ages and someone told me about a pop-up store called Misi Pasta. That's my destination.
I pass by the Rockefeller Christmas tree. Its beauty is marred by the two gun-toting policemen guarding it.
But elsewhere in midtown the holiday spirit is strong.
A five-mile walk for a $7 freshly-made spaghettii package is certainly worth it.
Now I can eat it guilt-free.
Deliziosa!