The Ministry of Health informed me today that there's a new COVID variant about and it's time to get needled again. Sigh.

Last summer's go-to pants are a bit big, and I have taken in my belt by another notch.

One of the niblings whose post-secondary education I've been subsidizing will graduate on 3 June. I must find something particularly flamboyant to wear for maximum embarrassment value when I leap to my feet to clap and cheer when he crosses the stage. His sister still has two years to go ...