What to do while quarantined?

 I am sure people all around the World are asking themselves "What do I do while quarantined?"  We are severely restricted here, with a curfew every night, and restrictions about leaving our homes, and restrictions on who can come to our homes (almost nobody).  Most of the stores are closed, and the rules about which ones are exceptions seem vague.  For example grocery stores and pharmacies are a clear exception and that is logical.  Children's clothing stores don't seem obvious exceptions, but schools are re-opening for the first 3 grades this week, so maybe that one works.  But then there are the real questionable ones such as perfume shops and makeup salons.  How do those qualify as essential services?  Perhaps I would know if I were female.  Home Centers are half open - because you have to have a Tax ID to buy things like light bulbs and 2X4s.  It happens that the Church has a Tax ID, so I can go to the Home Depot-like stores here.  Earthquakes are not common here, but they have been lately, so that is definitely a good idea.

So I try to get to the grocery store a couple of times per week, more for the outing than for the groceries.  And we search for ways to help the young missionaries.  Liz is the medical advisor to them, so she was reading up on COVID and came across some suggestions for boosting our immune systems.  As a result, she suggested that they all take Vitamin D3, and Vitamin C.  We had complaints from the missionaries that vitamins are either hard to find, or expensive.  So I took it upon myself to obtain vitamins for the missionaries in Slovenia.

Missionary immune-boosting vitamins

I found bulk bottles of vitamins on Amazon.DE (the German Amazon system) at a very good price.  I counted out 100 for each missionary and bagged them up.  We had transfers Monday, so I had the sisters take all these bottles and bags down to Ljubljana where the transfers took place and make sure each missionary got one.

Liz and I also take a Zinc tablet every other day, but it is possible to get too much of that one and cause other problems, so it was determined by the mission doctor to depend on the missionaries' youth and vitality, and skip Zinc.

Speaking of Amazon.DE, it seems to be much more limited than Amazon in the USA.  Sometimes I can get the things we desire and sometimes not.  Some things we miss from the USA are available but for vastly inflated prices, so we pass on them.  For example, a 2 Kg (about 4 pounds) of chocolate chips goes for about 30 Euros!  That's about $37.  Sam's Club and Costco have 5 lbs. bags for less than $10.

A 12-pack of 12 ounce cans of Dr. Pepper can be had for 28 Euros, or you can get 24 1/2 liter plastic bottles for 36 Euros.  They are heavy, though, so shipping will be about another 20 Euros, and it will take about 2 weeks to cross the border into Slovenia.

But, in keeping with my desire to end on a positive note.  Coke Zero, Pepsi zero, Snickers bars, and M&Ms are readily available in all the grocery stores at reasonable prices.  Almonds and cashews are easy to find, but generally are sold raw and unsalted.  I have learned how to soak them in salt-water and roast them myself.  They are delicious.  All kinds of produce is abundant and very good.    So, Life is good!

Friendly Fire

 Liz and I frequently lie down at the end of the day and snuggle under the blankets while we hold hands.  However, we both sometimes twitch as we go to sleep, so we know that there is less disturbance if we break our grips before we go to sleep.  Sometimes we forget, though.  A couple of nights ago, we broke our grip, but had our hands close together.  As it turned out, my left thumb was just above Liz's open hand.  I fall asleep rapidly, so I was in deep sleep when she violently jerked.  As she did, her hand closed over my thumb as she jerked her fist towards her.  The result was that she wrenched my thumb backwards, which was quite painful.  Today, it still hurts.  It is only a sprain, but I believe it is the only time she has ever physically hurt me.

I did the weekly shopping alone the other day.  We usually do it together, but sometimes we get over-booked and have to divide to conquer.  One of the items on the list was honey, which I was very happy about.  Slovenia is a beekeeping country and they are very proud of their varietal honeys.  The little isolated valleys in the hills and mountains of Slovenia are perfect for producing honey from a single flower, which is the very definition of varietal honeys.  I was anxious to try some more.  We have had a jar of Acacia honey since we came here, and it is very good, a nice light-colored honey with a mild flavor.  But this time I bought LIPOV, Slovenian "lime" honey, which actually comes from Linden trees.

Lime Honey

It is slightly darker than Acacia, and is very thick.  But the main feature of it is the strong lime flavor.  It is quite startling.  It is not unpleasant, but it is a bit overwhelming.  I had a peanut butter and honey sandwich for dinner tonight, and frankly, I couldn't taste the peanut butter at all.  The effect is somewhat like menthol, but not a menthol flavor - just the power of it.

I like the label a lot.  The art is the kind of painting popular on the front boards of Slovenian beehives.  It depicts a Slovenian bee house on the left with an old man relaxing nearby.  The boy in the tree is holding something (perhaps a smoker) up towards a honeybee swarm, and the man on the right is bringing a box to give the bees a new home.

Speaking of new homes, our landlord came today with a plumber.  They put in a new shower control to my specifications.  I have had trouble with bumping the long handle on the shower faucet and getting either a chill or a burn.  So the new one has no handle on it.  It is operated by simply turning knobs.  They also put in a new sink faucet with a flexible spout so it can be pointed in any direction.  We are very happy with both.

Life is good!   But, later as we sat down together on the couch to get a quick update of the daily news, Liz was crocheting.  She has a cute, but excellent, little pair of scissors shaped like an egret or some such bird.

Liz's sewing scissors

They slowly slid across the couch and fell into the gap between cushions, nearly disappearing.  Being a helpful sort, I reached in to retrieve them before they disappeared entirely.  Easy.  I didn't even feel the end of them, but when I pulled them out, that needle-like tip was buried in my middle fingertip.  And when I removed the scissors, it bled like crazy!  And yes, it hurt.

I told her she needed to take better care of her olde man, and she must have been a bit remorseful, because she didn't rip my head off.  That's a good sign.

A (nother) new house

 We now own three houses, again.  I am embarrassed to admit it.  I chalk it up to cabin fever.  In any case, we were not happy with the thought of moving back into the little town house we bought not too long ago.  So, we found a nice little single-story (good for my knees) house with an exceptional back yard.

The back yard.  There was a table and 4 chairs behind the photographer, another one just past the amazing BBQ, a couch and coffee table, a rocker, a cabinet, 2 lounge chairs, a chiminee, and various assorted pots.  We asked for all of them to be included in the offer, but our realtor messed up and we didn't get them, but didn't know it until closing.  The realtor apologized by paying for a new BBQ.

We will enjoy the small pool and the great garden boxes and bird houses back there, as well as the palms and banana trees.

The good news is that the same day we closed on this new house, we signed a contract to sell the house in Utah.  Hopefully that sale will close with no hitches.  We will now put the town house on the market and perhaps we can finally become one-house owners again.

It is winter

 It is kind of cold around here in Winter.  The River keeps it from getting crazy cold, but only right next to it.  Fortunately we live right next to it.  There are hills close by and all around Maribor that the locals think of as mountains.  In the Utah of my youth we would hardly even call them foothills, but they are sufficiently elevated above the river that they have snow on the ground most of the time, while we have none most of the time where we live.  On the other hand, the River also keeps the humidity high, and the cold gets into your clothing and penetrates more than I'm used to.

A few days ago, Liz and I decided to take a walk, among other things to retrieve Liz's laptop from the young missionaries who live in our old apartment.  

Liz is all bundled up from the cold.  The date is a couple of days after Christmas.

In this photo Liz is just walking back from the apartment, and I was looking at this large double-heart placed here to attract padlocks from other public structures.   And, it worked, too! It is festooned with padlocks.  While she was gone, I counted them.  I counted 427 padlocks, although I would not guarantee that number's accuracy closer than +- 20.  The locks are placed there by lovers who are locking their love in place.  Bridges and the edges of high places are a more-popular place to affix padlocks, I assume the vow is something along the lines of, "If our love breaks I will throw myself over the edge."  It's very romantic.  This one is safer than bridges or tall buildings or natural wonders, because the fall is less likely to hurt much.

Slovenia's government lifted some of the travel restrictions slightly for both Christmas and New Year's.  On New Year's Day one of our friends brought us some fruit, which was mighty nice of them.  They included a Pomelo.  I have never paid attention to them before now.  Perhaps you have.  They are larger than a grapefruit, but have a very thick peel with a heavy layer of white "rag" around the fruit.  The clear covering of each section is bitter, much like a grapefruit.  The sections, are good eating once separated from all the clutter, not as juicy as a grapefruit, but sweeter.  It is kind of somewhere between an orange and a grapefruit in flavor, but more bland than either.

The pomelo.

I put about half into a wonderful fruit salad, and ate the rest of it over the next two days.  Liz enjoyed the fruit salad, but did not want any more pomelo.

We have had snow quite often over the last few weeks.  This is typical for this locale.  One time I actually had to go and walk into town while there was snow on the ground.  But most days it is safe to walk about after a few hours wait.

A typical snow day.

Now the quarantine restrictions are back in place and we are just hunkered down again - staying safe.  The number of people with COVID has taken a jump (probably from Christmas), so we don't expect another easing in the forseeable future.