We talked with our son in Boston this morning; things are going well for him.

We made improvised masks for our walk this morning. Diane made hers from a neck gator she bought from the ship’s gift shop on our Galapagos trip two years ago, following the example of the boatmen driving the Zodiacs. It looks good on her!

I sacrificed an old Comedy Sportz Rec League T-shirt (the shirt had the old branding, so it’s no longer kosher) to make my mask following the “no-sew” examples I found online. I think I need to work on it some more.

Both masks worked – at least we were able to breathe through them. We didn’t go into any buildings, so they didn’t add any real safety, either for us or others.

I tried to order fesenjan for lunch from Negeen Persian Restaurant, but they weren’t offering it today, so we cancelled the order and had leftover chicken instead.

We skipped the masks for our afternoon walk, since we didn’t plan to go in anywhere – it was a little more comfortable, but I have to admit that my face felt naked! Some of our neighbors are interpreting “social distancing” differently than we are – there were quite a few families out on the street, staying apart from one another but definitely interacting – and there was a food truck! In normal times, I might have wanted to check out the truck (Brooklyn Pizza), but today, I was happy to be on the other side of the street.

Road Scholar officially “suspended” our June program at Oregon Shakespeare Festival; I had to call them to accept their offer to transfer our deposit to a program to be named later (with luck, it’ll be the same program next year – we like their OSF class).

We finished the day by making tuna for Shabbat dinner, watching the special Shir Shabbat Friday night broadcast, Whose Line is it Anyway, and Young Sheldon. No news, please – it’s Shabbat!

If it’s Thursday, it must be Toastmasters – two meetings, in fact. Both went fairly smoothly; I was an evaluator at both of them.

We had to do separate walks this morning because we were waiting for another wine delivery, this time from Silver Mountain Winery via FedEx – it arrived just as we sat down for lunch (of course!). I went to the door so the FedEx driver could satisfy herself that she was delivering to someone over 21 (no, she didn’t ask to see my ID!), wrestled the box into the house, changed my clothes, and had lunch. I’ll let the box decontaminate itself for a day or so and then take care of it.

I decided that the wine that was delivered on Tuesday had waited long enough; it’s all in the closet now. There are a couple of bottles that probably need a year to rest before they’re ready, but the rest of them are fair game!

And I successfully finished pruning and geotagging my photos from 2000. It’s a start!