my Oma used to make a meatball soup (we called Oma Soup) that could bring back the dead, seriously.Thank God, DH and I haven't had it....yet. I think people are amazed that we haven't gotten it so far but we have basically become monks and nuns. I go into the feed store and Amish bulk store wearing my N95 mask and we both wear masks whenever we go to the doctors or pick up groceries. There is a bottle of hand sanitizer in the van that we both slather on our hands and exposed flesh. Neither of us can take the vaccine and have serious concerns about it's safety even if we could. I've had endocarditis and he has serious reactions to vaccines. Not worth the risk.
Our social life is non existent and I think we have really gotten used to life this way. We talk to our neighbors outside, we text them if we need to get in touch with them. Do we like this? No, we hate it but living healthy is important to us.
Prostar you and your husband hang in there. If we were closer I would be bringing you a big pot of Pennsylvania Dutch Rivel soup. If Chicken noodle soup is Jewish Penicillin, this stuff is German Penicillin on steroids!
Of course I'd be leaving it on your doorstep ringing the bell and running like hell towards my bottle of hand sanitizer....
I'm surprised we made it this far honestly, I deal with a lot of people who scoff at covid, as does hubs, and we both deal with people far too often.
Hey, I don't have a doorbell but a text of "THERES STUFF ON YOUR DOORSTEP!" just works better lol.
I had the two shots - I was leery about it but they were doing a whole "if you want to come into canada you need your two shots!" and I had way too much family drama going on (didn't need to hop on a plane but wanted to be ready in case of). I wonder if that's why I'm not as bad as hubs? Or maybe its cause I still got dog to tend, chickens to mind, and aint nobody got time for dat!