I’ve been feeling way too serious lately as a pitfall of sheltering solo. Thanks to @psos for creating fun challenges to inject some joy into our community. This particular challenge’s rules are: Each

Precious....My precious ... narrative! HHHIIISSSSS!!! Whack-a-Mole has a companion game, Now You See It, Now You Don’t, the disappearing bunny trick. I’ve been following a couple of investigative journalists

Watching links get banned is my new entertainment. I rarely share links let alone links outside of music education information. I am VERY particular; so particular that a parent pointed out how rarely

************** Imagine another month or two living the quarantined life. It’s not a stay-cation for everyone and people are starting to rebel and protest OR liberate themselves and celebrate their right

Woman Selling Seashells By the Seashore For the first two posts of my Stay Home, Share 3 Travel Photos Challenge, I focused on lovely scenery and experiences in the Philippines. It’s a very different world

Memories of my quintessential Philippines. Visiting the markets always filled me with awe. Local pieces of art and finding items unique to the region caught my eye. From my childhood visits, I have little

The furthest I’ve traveled in the past 6 weeks is around the block. Thankfully,@psos has put forward a challenge to travel down memory lane. If you’re feeling blue, this challenge will shake you out of

I started my car for the first time in 6 weeks earlier this past week. It was plugged into a trickle charger for several days, connected to a super long extension cord that my neighbor kindly loaned me.

The internet was a prickly place this past week. I didn’t enjoy my time interacting with others. I was criticized by armchair experts. Their attempts to put me in my place was exhausting. I usually don’t

I was surprised to notice yesterday that our 44th President, Barack Obama, follows me. Why? I have a modest 118 followers. Does he follow you too? Lmk. I don’t follow him. I follow our current president.

Every day I play “choose your adventure.” I haven’t been around another human being in almost a FULL MONTH and it’s feeling a bit surreal. I had a better day today though off balance from my routine. I

Aside from creating a routine so that chaos doesn’t take over, I take a photo each day for my photo journal. Today was the first day I fell off my routine. I didn’t make my bed, I didn’t spend any time

Yesterday’s happy moment was meeting my student’s brand new puppy. Today was a darker day for me. Even though I taught a couple students online earlier in the day then enjoyed a video call with my cousin

This is my final post that is on steemit, created via partiko. Reposted onto Hive. Hello Ground Control. My routine reminds me of a scene from Lost except I’m not as messy as Desmond who goes to bed with

This is a repost or cross post of a post I created on partiko that somehow didn’t get on the hive.. Knowing what day it is has become tricky and my sleeping schedule is out of whack. Until today, I hadn’t

I was born on a military base, in a tiny hospital. My mom says that on the day I was born, I was the first baby girl to show up after a month of baby boys. The doctors and nurses cheered and imprinted

I don’t know why I kept opening my fridge hoping it wasn’t true. After two full weeks of sheltering, I cooked the last of the fresh vegetables I had. I’m tinged with a doom and gloom dreadful feeling at

Social distancing is the mantra being echoed around the world. My teaching practice had to close at the studio. Even if I disinfect the keys after each student, the fear of the virus is real and can’t

I caught a cold. I’m just glad I’m already bunkered at home. The ways things are currently, an achoo outside of my house may send people fainting or running away from me in a panic. No fever or aches.

I could’ve walked. Trader Joe’s is less than 500 feet away from home. But I planned to visit a couple of grocery stores before teaching and it was raining. It wasn’t terrible getting into the parking lot