Gentle Reader, the New Normal requires a new vernacular. In particular, some new verbiage to account for the little tics, quirks and idiosyncrasies that are bound to arise during a global pandemic. With that in mind, it is with pride that today I present to you…Coronavices!
A remarkably quick turn off of US 68 quickly puts drivers on a tree-lined incline. Past an obelisk monument and a few park buildings, the road bends sharply to the right. Another sharp bend to the left, and you have a choice to make: turn right toward the lodge, the cabins, hiking trails and the Licking River. Or, continue straight to the museum, the shelters, the playground, the miniature golf, the swimming pool, more hiking trails and the campground.
As a public service, I am saving you hours of pondering by laying before you the best Mankind has to offer in several categories. No need to discuss or debate – just assume I am right and move on. You’re welcome.
My husband, Peter, and I miss having a dog. I see a lot of dogs on the trail during my daily hike, and so Peter (who is always full of good ideas — usually about things I should do) suggested I carry dog treats.
What is your new normal? If you’re not sure what I mean by this question, then chances are you don’t have one. But for those of us who have found ourselves going through a new work format, socially or alone, or even facing a wardrobe revelation among other changes these past few months, you know exactly what I mean. Loose clothes, longer hair, and less make-up are evident on us all.
Sitting on the curb at the corner of Second and Sutton delighting in the City of Maysville’s parade. Snacking on popcorn while perched in folding chairs next to the floodwall under the fireworks. Participating in the annual 10K in Lexington with family and friends.