The #Corona Diaries – Observations – Online Madness, Quarantine and Masks

What’s transpired since our first two weeks of self-quarantine since returning from Mexico? Oh, that’s easy – still quarantined!


Now that most of us seem to be living in this new dystopian world order in respite from the usual hustle and bustle of daily life, many are being asked how they fill their days, and how they’re getting by while Mother Nature? God? Goddess? or whomever the highest power over us has reigned us in and forced us to live a different way for the time being. How are we coping with confinement? Are we fighting crowds for staples? Are delivery services working out for most people? Is hoarding settling down or getting worse? Today I’ll share my observations of what’s going on in my own world.

If you’re anything like me, keeping track of world statistics is a new past time for me. Not that I’m a doctor or scientist, but like some, I watch the numbers escalate a few times a day by checking in on the world statistic counts of country statistics – total cases, new reported cases, deaths, etc. Daily I wait in hopes to see the curves flatten out across the world, and sadly, other than China, who seems to be on the downslope of its numbers, I think we are weeks, if not months away from containing this epidemic. When I look at some of these frightening numbers with deep sadness, I am grateful that so far Canada is doing a great job on keeping the numbers down in comparison to most of the world. Social distancing is imperative and critical.

Some of the good things I’ve noticed is a lot more kindness and compassion from people despite the empty toilet paper shelves and rationing of canned goods. And after all the cancellations of our previously booked doctor appointments, I can’t help but wonder about the long-term effect this backlog of our medical system will play out once we resume back to life in the new normal. Also, 3 times I spent over 2 hours putting together an online grocery order, only to find after all was completed that ‘sorry, there are no available time slots for delivery’, so I gave up on that.

Hub and I self-quarantined without being directed to upon our arrival home from Mexico, now almost 3 weeks ago. Because of my husband’s age and compromised health, I made it a point to stay far away from him as much as possible, just in case I may have caught something and scared to pass onto him. His daughter brought us groceries the day after we returned, and we didn’t venture out anywhere until forced to when I had to take my husband for blood work at the lab, ordered by his Gastro-enterologist, to check his levels and make sure he didn’t need blood until they could reschedule his procedure, which had been moved onto the list of ‘elective’ surgeries and postponed indefinitely to prepare hospitals for Corona patients first. But Dr. B is amazing and we formulated a backup plan should an emergency procedure be required.

Since we were out – gloved up and masked, we took the opportunity to pick up more groceries. Surprisingly, the long lineups we’d heard about from many were not. The usual shelves – sanitizers, toilet paper, pasta sauces were pretty much bare, but we managed to get what we needed. And most shoppers did in fact have their faces masked – some wearing surgical masks, while others in their makeshift coverings.

Speaking of masks, I’d like to say something about them. When this virus began going global, there were lots of announcements how we didn’t need to wear masks. That is sheer nonsense, and most definitely procured information through the media as to not create a panic among people who have no access to them. Of course we need masks when going out to brave the outside world. The problem of them being in short supply around the world doesn’t mean we should go out without covering our face. There were all kinds of reports to substantiate the claims we don’t need to wear them, like, they only last so long, they don’t stop all the germs. bla bla bla. Well it seems to me the medical profession couldn’t be without them to avoid getting sick themselves from patients. If we go out into the elements of the unknown where other people are, and don’t know if the cashier or the person who got a little too close to us at the grocery store is a carrier, or even out sick when they shouldn’t be, we should protect ourselves as best we can.

No, I’m not hoarding masks. If I had a box, I’d certainly donate them to a senior home or something of its ilk. But I had about half a dozen left from old stock that are like gold for us when we must go out as my first priority is my husband, and of course myself so I don’t transmit anything back to him. There are also plenty of inventive methods of covering up. I saw many in stores with scarves or bandanas tied around their faces. I see this as better than nothing. And as long as we take them off and throw them in the washing machine along with everything else we’ve worn while out, then wash our hands and shower, we can wear them again. Something is always better than nothing. The thing about masks is that they shield us from people we come near who may not even know they have the virus, if we haven’t been tested, we may not know we’re spreading germs, it prevents us from touching our face when out in public after we’ve touched anything, and essential for caregivers to try and prevent passing germs around immuno-compromised family.

If I could sew on a machine, I’d be making masks from old bedsheets or table linens to give to those in need, just as a few of my friends are doing now. And for an added protection behind the home-made mask, I’d add a coffee filter inside it for extra protection. These are just a few ideas I came up with. Don’t have any disposable gloves hanging around? Grab a few plastic produce bags as soon as you walk into the grocery story and stick them on your hands. Whatever works!

Now, how to show some love when you can’t demonstrate it physically. Many people are using social media – Facetime, Skype, Whatsapp, even old fashioned phone calls, and the like to keep in touch with loved ones. It’s a little more of a personal touch than the usual texting people do as common practice. As I try to steer clear of my husband, I’ve invented our own kind of sign language to show some love. As we are usually huggers in days of past, I now go into his room to check on him and cross my hands over my chest in a gesture that looks like I’m hugging myself, only the hugs are for him. We both laugh when we do it to each other as even though we don’t physically touch, we still know the love remains.

Have an observation or implementation you’d like to add?






Sunday Book Review – Mrs. Everything by Jennifer Weiner

This Sunday Book Review is for Jennifer Weiner’s bestseller – Mrs. Everything. Another wonderful pick recommended by CEO of our Canadian book chain Chapters Indigo. How could I resist? A family saga story of two sisters coming of age in 1960s Detroit with feminism, gay, and civil rights at the forefront of the era, and how the times affected their childhoods and led them and their path through life to who they ultimately grew up to be.





Do we change or does the world change us?

Jo and Bethie Kaufman were born into a world full of promise.

Growing up in 1950s Detroit, they live in a perfect “Dick and Jane” house, where their roles in the family are clearly defined. Jo is the tomboy, the bookish rebel with a passion to make the world more fair; Bethie is the pretty, feminine good girl, a would-be star who enjoys the power her beauty confers and dreams of a traditional life.

But the truth ends up looking different from what the girls imagined. Jo and Bethie survive traumas and tragedies. As their lives unfold against the background of free love and Vietnam, Woodstock and women’s lib, Bethie becomes an adventure-loving wild child who dives headlong into the counterculture and is up for anything (except settling down). Meanwhile, Jo becomes a proper young mother in Connecticut, a witness to the changing world instead of a participant. Neither woman inhabits the world she dreams of, nor has a life that feels authentic or brings her joy. Is it too late for the women to finally stake a claim on happily ever after?

In her most ambitious novel yet, Jennifer Weiner tells a story of two sisters who, with their different dreams and different paths, offer answers to the question: How should a woman be in the world?


An instant New York Times bestseller

“A multigenerational narrative that’s nothing short of brilliant.” —People
“Simply unputdownable.” —Good Housekeeping
“The perfect book club pick.” —SheReads

Named a Best Book of Summer by Entertainment WeeklyCosmopolitanWoman’s DayPopSugarHelloGiggles, and Refinery29

From Jennifer Weiner, the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Who Do You Love and In Her Shoes comes a smart, thoughtful, and timely exploration of two sisters’ lives from the 1950s to the present as they struggle to find their places—and be true to themselves—in a rapidly evolving world.


My 5 Star Review:

I loved this book!

A story of generational change told by two sisters – Jo and Bethie Kaufman. The story begins with the childhood years of these sisters, growing up in the 50s/60s in Detroit, Michigan, delving into their very different characters as they evolve through their growing up years till present, as the story jumps back and forth from childhood to present.

Jo is an athletic tomboy, who, as she grows up, struggles with her identity, questioning her own opinions, preferences and society and its norms and stigmas as she struggles with relationships – at home and with friends. She has a strong connection with her father and is daddy’s sports lovin’ daughter. Yet, her mother can’t seem to get past Jo’s lack of desire to wear dresses and frills, creating a growing distance between them as Jo matures and questions her gender in silence because questions about being gay were taboo.

Jo’s younger sister Bethie is a girlie-girl, mamma’s girl. Her perfectly planned life takes a whole new trajectory after she becomes sexually abused by a family member. With not wanting to let anyone know, what she carries inside – fear and shame, breaks her when it eventually catches up with her.

The story takes place as events happen in the daily life of what seems the ‘white picket fence’ American family, affecting both sisters in  their very different growing up circumstances in their lives.

The subject matter these girls endure in their lives shapes their lives in different ways. Beth is a studious, pretty and popular girl whose disposition and demeanor in her young 12 year old life becomes altered and marred by the stigma of subjects never talked about in those days – family incest.

Jo is Beth’s protector, and becomes the mother to her sister because their own mother cannot be. Jo has been an activist since she was a young child when she couldn’t understand why her mother fired their maid, whose daughter Jo had befriended. Jo spends her teenage years picketing on weekends with the black folk for civil rights. This girl was born well ahead of the times, living in a world of prejudice and entitlement.

This book has everything. At first, I correlated the title with Jo – being everything to everyone. But even more so are the number of sociological issues the author brings into this book through these richly complex and developed characters, from sexual abuse. civil rights, gay rights, social thinking, and more! This is women’s fiction at its best, covering a complexity of issues entwined in the life of these sisters.

#WATWB – We Are The World Blogfest – #Coronavirus Angels

Welcome to this month’s edition of WATWB – We are the World Blogfest. Every month on the last Friday of the month (sorry I’m late), writers join in by sharing a post about something good going on in the world to deflect from the negativity. Given the world dire situation with the #Coronavirus pandemic spreading globally, and with the global lockdowns and isolation, this is not only frightening for many, but many others who have no help when it comes to picking up groceries, etc. This group, #Caremongers, has started across Canada where communities have volunteers to help those in need and post about good things going on in  Canada from some heroes who are helping out to create supplies.


I learned about this Toronto group who operates through Facebook, today on my local news: Below, one of our local news channels writes about it.


As the days turns to weeks, the coronavirus pandemic continues to consume us. We don’t know how long this global crisis will last.

Whether it be working at home with kids in tow, dealing with the impacts of a sudden layoff, or forging on in the frontlines at a feverish pace, we are all adjusting to respective new realities. But amid all the uncertainty and chaos, a kindness has emerged.

Normally a rather individualistic society, the novel coronavirus has brought out a sense of community. Ironically, while we are social distancing, we have become more compassionate to those around us — those very same people who mere weeks ago, we may have passed without a glance in our daily grind. We are now not only acknowledging, but also taking care of one another.

Don’t be fooled, though. I’m no fool either, and know that when we say, “We’re all in this together,” some of us are not. I see there are heroes and villains in this crisis. I see that this virus has brought out the worst in some people, too — from the hoarders with crates of Lysol and toilet paper to the vile racist and xenophobic behaviour against Asians.

But this isn’t about them. This is about all the people who are spreading love, not the virus. This is about the people who are making good deeds contagious. Individuals and companies alike are coming together for the greater good.

Just a few short days ago, “caremongering” was something I’d never heard of, because the term didn’t yet exist. . . .continue reading and learn more about some of the wonderful things Canada is doing to help deal with demands for supplies.


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This week’s host for WATWB are:  Sylvia McGrath,
Damyanti BiswasShilpa GargDan Antion, and Belinda Witzenhausen.

Stocking Your Pantry for Coronavirus – Frugal Hausfrau

A worthy reblog on how to prepare for isolation in your homes while the #Coronavirus looms – from groceries, to social distancing, supplies, and staying safe by The Frugal Hausfrau.


Stocking Your Pantry for Coronavirus


Take charge of your pantry, fridge & freezer while Stocking Up For the Corona Virus can be do-able! It's time to get going if you haven't yet. #ShopForCoronavirus #GetReadyForCoronavirus #StockPantryCoronaVirus #WhatToBuyCoronavirus

If you, like me, are on a budget, or even living paycheck to paycheck, or even if you’re just overwhelmed by it all, it can be really frustrating to think about preparing. Hey, I’m already past my spending limits, and I’m paying close attention to what I need to buy to ride out a possible crisis. And preparing for it isn’t just about toilet paper (there WILL be more) and bottled water.

Just a note, if you’re financially stable, keep an eye out for your friends. relatives, adult children, and neighbors who may be marginal. Help make sure they have enough to weather this crisis and you’ll not only be helping them but you’ll also be helping the community by keeping them at home and out of the stores and possibly out of the workplace when they’re sick. Now is a great time to donate in bulk to your local food shelf and of course, they’ll welcome goods and/or cash.

First of All, Don’t Panic But Don’t Ignore It, Either.

If your community isn’t hard hit and you are well and able to shop, you don’t have to buy everything at once although there are probably certain things you’d like to get sooner than later, and if you haven’t prepared at all, it’s time to get on it. Like today on it.

Right now before Easter is actually a great time to look for bargains, with so many items, including canned fish, on sale during Lent and many items going on sale before the Easter holiday. You can check my list Easter/Lent Leveraging the Sales. I’ve yet to see stores in my area responding to Coronavirus at any scale; it would be nice if they would.

Of course, you will need to have an idea of what to plan for and that can be a little confusing. As coronavirus has spread, our response to it is morphing and there are a lot of terms being tossed around. I’ve noticed that even the administration, doctors, and the media don’t always get it right but the CDC put out a page to clarify just what’s what. They also have an excellent fact sheet.


quarantine isolation


How Does this Impact Planning?

I’m really concerned for situations that are going to keep you (and me) at home and how to stock up for them. And we’re all going to have to plan for multiple possibilities because when coronavirus knocks at your door, it’s going to be a “go to jail, do not pass go” situation.

You will have no chance to shop and prepare if you’re asked to quarantine or self-isolate (and all the conditions for “monitoring” include isolation) and if you’re asked to social distance, your opportunities are going to be limited, too. You’ll want to be prepared just in case the situations below, happen. . . please continue reading for many more tips!



Source: Stocking Your Pantry for Coronavirus – Frugal Hausfrau

Q and A with D.G. Kaye, featuring Author Toni Pike

Welcome to my Q and A author interview today featuring Toni Pike, multi-genre author of both, thrillers and nonfiction books. I’ve read two of Toni’s books so far, and you can check out both my reviews for Desolation Bluff and Dead Dry Heart.

Toni has traveled all the way from Australia here today, lol, so let’s get to know more about her and her books!


Toni Pike


About Toni:

Toni Pike enjoys writing exciting thrillers and non-fiction books. She also loves travelling and being with family and friends. She lives in Australia and firmly believes that coffee and long walks are an essential part of any day.

Do you like books that you can’t stop reading? Pike is the author of DESOLATION BLUFF, DEAD DRY HEART and The Jotham Fletcher Mystery Thriller Series: THE MAGUS COVENANT, THE ROCK OF MAGUS, THE MAGUS EPIPHANY and HOLY SPEAR OF MAGUS.

She’s also the author of two non-fiction books. THE ONE WAY DIET is a no-nonsense guide to losing weight and coping with the journey. HAPPY TRAVELS 101 is a short book of travel tips with great advice for anyone who wants to travel overseas.


Toni’s books Available on Amazon

books by Toni Pike


Great to have you over today Toni. Now let’s get to know a little more about you!


How many books have you written? Do you have a favorite, and if so, why?

I’ve written eight books: six thrillers and two non-fiction books. The Jotham Fletcher Mystery Thriller Series is a four-book religious conspiracy series which is action-packed and fast-moving. I’ve also written two standalone suspense thrillers which are set in Australia. DEAD DRY HEART is about a brilliant young man who becomes the Prime Minister but is hiding a terrible secret from his past. DESOLATION BLUFF is about a blind romance author who suddenly regains his sight and discovers a shocking betrayal.

I also have a weight loss book, THE ONE WAY DIET, and a book of travel tips, HAPPY TRAVELS 101.

I must admit that I love all my books, but my favorite is THE MAGUS COVENANT because that was the start of my life as an author. DESOLATION BLUFF, my latest thriller, is a close second because I think it is my best work.

D.G. – I love that you are a multi-genre author. And I also thoroughly enjoy your two lone thrillers and look forward to getting into the Magus series, presently living on my Kindle, lol.


Which author friends of yours inspire you by being supportive to your writing?

Since my first book, THE MAGUS CONVENANT, was published, I feel as if I’ve become part of a tight-knit community and I’ve met so many other authors who have been supportive of my writing. That support comes in various ways, whether reading my books, writing a review, sharing my Facebook or Twitter posts, allowing me to be a guest on their blog, offering advice, or just being there as a friend. Debby Kaye is one of my favourite bloggers and one of the most generous writers around. Sally Cronin selflessly devotes a large part of her website to promoting other writers. Some of my other friends include Lucinda E. Clarke, Bette Stevens, and dozens of others. And they are all an inspiration with their own writing.


D.G. – Okay, now I’m blushing, but so honored to be on your list of favs! We do sure have a wonderful community we’re all part of.


Do you edit and proofread your own work solely or do you hire an editor?

I firmly believe in having my work edited by other people because it’s impossible see all your own mistakes. Prior to sending out my manuscript, though, I do my best to edit it myself and also use spellchecker a couple of times.
I’m very lucky because I have two experts who are wonderful friends. Paul Bland is not only a former school principal and English teacher, but he has also published his own adventure stories for children. He is the perfect person to edit my stories, provide advice and story suggestions, and do grammar and typographical editing. My friend Christine Curwen is a genius at spotting typographical errors, and always checks my drafts at least twice.


D.G. – That’s wonderful you have a great team to help out with pre-edits. I think it’s essential to have a group where we can help each other when we have a new release. After all, it takes a village!


How do you stay motivated to keep writing?

Once I get a task underway, I usually find that I’m able to stick with it to the end – and that also applies to my writing. A detailed story outline helps me to stay on track and I keep myself motivated by using a number of techniques. I focus on long-term planning and thinking about publishing my final manuscript. I set myself mini- goals to achieve each day, then write for about half an hour at a time, followed by a short break. I also prioritise my own self-care, making sure I do some exercise, get enough sleep, meditate every day and eat a healthy diet.


D.G. – It’s obvious you’ve established a great writing pattern. It’s essential that we self-discipline ourselves with goals, even if they do get changed.


If you could have any of your books made into a movie, which one would you choose and why?

I think that THE MAGUS COVENANT and the other books in that series would make great movies, as they are are fast-moving, involving a series of exotic locations, car chases, fights, an intriguing mystery and plenty of action to keep viewers on the edge of their seat. However, a big budget would be needed. My latest thriller, DESOLATION BLUFF, would make an excellent movie with a far more modest budget. It’s set in a mansion in the Southern Highlands of New South Wales, with a small cast of characters but plenty of drama, romance, murder, mystery and suspense.


D.G. – Funny you say that because I really could envision Desolation Bluff as a movie when I read it! Perhaps your Magus series could be like the next Dan Brown series!


It was a treat having Toni over hear today. And below, Toni is sharing an excerpt with us from her psychological thriller – Desolation Bluff.




The next day, Oliver felt a growing sense of excitement. Five o’clock in the afternoon finally arrived, and he had a plan. He knew Vanessa and Ray would soon be home and he wanted to greet them at the cottage. She would stop her car to drop Ray home, and he would be waiting for them. He would ask if they could all go inside – and then he would tell them the wonderful news.

Oliver walked confidently down the driveway, although he held his cane as usual in case Helen or someone else saw him. There was also the chance that Vanessa and Ray would arrive and he wanted to keep his secret safe until he told them. He passed the hedge at the edge of the small garden and saw the red Mercedes. But he was surprised to see another vehicle parked behind two large shrubs. He walked over to it and when he saw the badge he realised it must be Vanessa’s car. They were already home, and he wondered if they had managed to catch an earlier flight. He was surprised that Vanessa hadn’t phoned to tell him.

He approached the front door and felt overwhelmed with excitement at the thought of seeing them. They would be stunned by the news, and for the first time he would actually see his beautiful bride. Oliver left his cane on the ground and approached the front door. But when he reached it he could see that it was slightly ajar. He gently pushed it open and walked inside.

He saw the small front hall for the first time, and then he glanced in the adjoining rooms. “Are you there, Ray?” he asked softly – but there was no response.

Listening carefully, he could hear an almost imperceptible sound that seemed to be coming from upstairs. He walked slowly up the compact flight of stairs. He knew the second bedroom was Ray’s office, so he guessed they must be up there discussing some work.

As he reached the top he heard another sound, slightly louder this time but still unclear. He knew the layout of the place and the first door was the study. It was shut, but the second door was open slightly. That was themaster bedroom.
As he took a step towards it, he heard a soft moan. Then he reached the door and glanced inside.


A Recent Review for DESOLATION BLUFF


5 stars – Terri Webster Schrandt

Bluff is the operative word in the new thriller by Toni Pike. This short novel is quickly engaging and a page- flipper as Pike weaves this suspenseful tale of betrayal set in the Southern Highlands region of Australia. Romance author Oliver Cameron is blind from childhood, but an accident restores his sight unbeknownst to his housekeeper, new wife, and literary partner. The minute Oliver “sees” the treachery of his partner and his own wife, he engineers a subtle cat and mouse game of revenge that will stun you to the end and leave you well- satisfied.

Pike is fast becoming a master in the suspense fiction genre and Desolation Bluff is a great addition to her growing collection of books.


Follow Toni on Social Media:



Amazon Author Page

Instagram: @authorlovestravel  – Sharing my travel photos from around the world

Facebook: Toni Pike – Author


Twitter: @piketoni1    Toni Pike

Linkedin Toni Pike – Linkedin



Smorgasbord Blog Magazine – D. G. Kaye Explores the Realms of Relationships – Friendships Keeping them Healthy | Smorgasbord Blog Magazine

I’m thrilled to be back at Sally Cronin’s Smorgasbord Blog Magazine with my latest edition of my new column – The Realms of Relationships. In this edition, I’m talking about how to keep friendships healthy, and when it just may be time to say good-bye.


Smorgasbord Blog Magazine – D. G. Kaye Explores the Realms of Relationships – Friendships Keeping them Healthy


Never speak ill




Friendships are the most sacred things we can have. Nobody knows us better than our closest friends – sometimes even better than family. And why is that? Because often, most people aren’t comfortable sharing their problems with families for various reasons.

Children may not wish to tell their parents some things because they may fear they’ll get in trouble for something they did or perhaps they’re embarrassed, or maybe even their secret is about a friend they don’t wish to get in trouble. In adulthood reasons may differ, such as: not wanting family to know they’ve failed at something, got in trouble somewhere, etc. But friends, friends are the ones we choose to share with what’s deep in our souls. Friends are the ones we chose to be friends with us because they accept us – broken fences and all, scars and all. They love us unconditionally. Friends support us through our ups and downs in life. We feel much freer to unburden our souls with friends sometimes more than with family.

Friends don’t judge us. Friends hug us when we need it, and friends understand us – sometimes even without words.

Friends are the family we choose. Friends are the ones we share our deepest, darkest thoughts with, our dreams and ambitions, problems and victories. If a friendship is true, there’s an unspoken respect – a code so to speak.





My Story

Even though I have gone through a ‘break-up’ of sorts with one of my two long-time best friends of 35 years, I still think about her. How could one not? Severing a long-time friendship is like a divorce. You miss the kinship and the support and the good times, and the loss of a good friend can break your heart. But, as I wrote in my first edition of this series, if we’ve exhausted all avenues of trying to mend a fence, maybe it’s time to part ways. But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t honor the past, honor what we once had and shared, honor deep dark secrets not to be turned into ammunition to smear that person. . . Please visit the entire post over at Sally’s blog.


Source: Smorgasbord Blog Magazine – D. G. Kaye Explores the Realms of Relationships – Friendships Keeping them Healthy | Smorgasbord Blog Magazine

My Mexican Tales Part 2 – Whales, Cruiseships, Sciatica and Eviction?

Welcome back to my Mexican tales series. The vacation begins, and what a busy time it was! It was a fun and social time once again seeing all the ‘regulars’ back – the snowbirds who we’d made friends with through the last few years of renting in the same place with our wintering friends. Plenty of scoop, recommends and whale watching to see daily at our ‘pool of knowledge’ as one of my Canadian friends dubbed it last year. The place where we all congregate to stay cool in the afternoons under the hot Mexican sun.


beauty sky


Pool of knowledge
Our pool of knowledge


Whale season is very busy in the Banderas Bay area of Puerto Vallarta where I stayed. This area is where the whales from the north swim to safety to give birth to the babies in February each year, instinctively knowing where the waters are safe from sharks. Every morning and late afternoons we could see clearly, the whales popping up for air and flopping up and down doing a spectacular show. One day I actually saw a whale in process of giving birth, it was jumping up constantly for a time and before long, a baby whale started jumping as it made its entrance into the world. A magnificent sight for sure, sadly, despite camera ready on hand, I missed every consecutive jump, lol.


happy hour


Besides all the friends we socialized with daily at the pool and some we had meals with in the evenings at some of our favorite restaurants, we also had family visit and stay with us one week, and a friend of my husband’s for another two. After my longgg trip traveling to Mexico, my Sciatica kicked in big time. After approximately 6 massages later, I was finally in fine form . . . but that was short-lived.


One hot afternoon as I entered the first step into the pool, holding onto the railing tightly, it seems all that suntan lotion accumulating in the pool made for a sheet of ice on some of those steps. Down went my one foot to step, and up in the air went the other one as I gripped tightly, but to no avail, landed with a thud on the second step – on my tailbone!

If I’d thought the Sciatica I’d been enduring since a month before going to Mexico, exacerbated by the lifting of luggage on travel day was painful, I had succumbed to a new kind of pain. For the rest of the trip there were more massages (as it had taken 5 deep massages already, to finally rid of the Sciatica pain), analgesics, and taking a good 2 minutes to stand up or sit down, no bending, no comfort sleeping, and the only place I felt fine was floating in the water. I was grateful for my blow up pillow I used everywhere. I’d originally bought it to have behind my already sore back while laying on the lounger at the pool, but it quickly became my seat pillow for a few weeks.

Many of my pool friends had witnessed my slip and rushed to me to ask if I was okay. Of course, I told them I was fine. I stayed in the pool once I slid in, for a good two hours, dreading the time I’d have to get out and assess how I really felt. I found out quickly how nicely I had immobilized my tush. My trustee friends were very accommodating the next few days as they watched me limp and walk like an octogenarian to and from the pool and offered assistance anytime I had to carry something up and sometimes just to help put on my beach cover-up. And thankfully, but only the day before returning home, did the pain subside. Lord had mercy as I had a lotttttttttt of carrying and pushing to do at the airport the next day for the return home.


What else happened after that glorious Supermoon full moon coupled with a Mercury Retrograde – that also seemed to have unleashed pandemonium on the world at this time? Oh ya, the friends whose condo we rent there, notified me that first week we were there that she needed to know right away if I’d commit to 3 months next year with a $400 US increase on top of it monthly. I asked her if I could at least discuss this with my husband,  and get back to her, considering we were barely there 5 days when I was just unwinding without having to think about finances and commitments for a year ahead, even though I fully intended to NOT commit. Not 12 hours later did I receive a new message, “Sorry, we couldn’t wait, we have someone ready to commit.”


morning moon
The moon was still out at 7am over the ocean while the sun was rising behind us over the mountains. Quite ominous.


“Thanks so much for your giving a us a moment to think, not! Enjoy your new friends and remember, when you swim with sharks you get bit,” I emailed her in response. My sarcasm was in direct response to my investigations with my sleuth friend Liz at the pool who knows everyone and everybody. I’m not going to get into all the politics here – yes, there were plenty. But we’d figured out exactly what transpired with the people who mysteriously became the ‘new future renters’. This situation now left us without a place locked in for next year. And everyone who stays there knows well, it’s like finding gold when you find another availability there, and for a fair price without managers scooping extra bucks on top of the owner’s price.

I immediately put out my feelers, asked my pool friends for contacts and within 2 days, I’d sealed a deal for another unit next year. The caution is, to not get ripped off as the the real estate market has been booming in PV this past year in particular and beachfront properties are getting more greedy. Many property owners there don’t live there and hire property managers. Some are good, some are thieves with ridiculous prices and terms. The trick is to do your research on the ‘actual’ going monthly rates, asking around what everyone pays, and try not to get ripped off. This is where my friend Liz was extra helpful, lol. Also, in Mexico, we don’t need US dollars (thankfully), and our Canadian dollar was great value to the Peso. But all rentals are paid in US dollars.

The new owner I made a deal with knew I had no US funds on me and is expecting half the rental as deposit after I returned – that was before the world turned on its axis and our dollar dropped to almost 40% from 30 against the US dollar, once the markets fell in free-fall. I haven’t heard from her yet calling for money, although I had E-transferred her a few hundred Canadian dollars in good faith when we made the deal. I have ZERO intentions of buying US money at this god-awful rate. And since most of the renters there are Canadian, I’m sure these owners and property managers are more than aware what’s going on in the world. If she puts clamps on me for the funds now, she can have it. And no doubts, she’ll come crawling back as she finds that in this era of uncertainty, it’s quite likely that nobody is committing to travel anywhere till the world comes back to life.

Now, for the cruise ships. The Coronavirus was only gaining more acknowledgement in across the world as February progressed. Nobody seemed to be thinking about it in Mexico, not even the snowbirds. But I was. I was on the computer mornings and evenings catching up on world news. And my anxiety grew. We used to watch the ships dock and exit daily there – about 2-3 ships daily in the past, but 10 whole days had passed and no cruise ships. I began to smell a rat.


Ship arriving
Ship coming in


Ship leaving
Ship leaving


I was Googling daily to see if there were any Corona cases coming to light in Mexico and by first week March, there was a count of 3 or 4, said to have been detected in Mexico City – far away from where I was. Hmm, I thought, where there’s a few, there will always be more, and of course, the many cases unrecognized and not reported to consider. Then we began to see 2 ships come in 2 or 3 days a week after that. We also watched one turn around and not dock. Suspicions abounded. It seemed the only ships coming in were the ones originated on the Pacific coast, mainly from California. No big ship names like Celebrity did we see, etc. And as it turns out, the Grand Bahama Princess had in fact docked in PV just before I’d arrived, the same one that was not allowed back in port in San Francisco somewhere along its journey, tendering for days with nowhere to go until it was allowed into Oakland Harbor. Something was definitely up!

By the last week of our trip, anxiety grew within, eager to get home before the airlines started chopping off flights. My husband had also had issues with his health, and I was getting panicky if he’d be able to leave, and how the trip home was going to look like. Many ‘pool’ friends didn’t seem too concerned about the virus, but as my natural intuition antennae became raised internally to high alert, I knew full-well a Tsunami of something was coming.


Stay tuned for next week’s episodeObservations, Art and Commercialism




A Message From the Sisters of the Fey… – Word Craft ~ Prose and Poetry

I’m reblogging Colleen Chesebro’s post on our Sisters of the Fey blog, now renamed Spiritual Sisters. Her post gives information on how and why we’re closing the blog, but we can all still be found on our respective blogs and our Facebook group page. We hope you will still follow us.


Just a note, that I still intend on writing articles about intuition, empaths and angels, here on my own blog, so don’t think I’m throwing in the towel! You can catch all of my past posts anytime by clicking on the dropdown menu on my header.




 Message From the Sisters of the Fey…

It’s time to notify our readers of the changes coming to the Sisters of the Fey blog. In the months ahead, you will see the blog and the posts migrating to the personal blogs of the authors. Once that process is complete, this blog will cease to exist.

The Sisters of the Fey blog began as a grand experiment. Never in my wildest dreams did I think our collaboration would grow so large, so quickly. Your response to our choice of topics has been most satisfying and gratifying. Thank you for your support.

Each of the Sisters of the Fey is an author with their own blog and writing schedule. Some of us also have outside jobs within our communities. We all wear many hats as working wives, mothers, care-takers, writers, bloggers, book marketing specialists, and social media experts. Collectively, we’ve made the decision to let this blog go.

But that won’t be the end of the “Sisters of the Fey.”  Please continue reading at our collective blog to find out how you can still follow us and our posts individually.


And don’t forget to visit our FB page at 5spiritualsisters


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