Unofficial-Homeschool Cooking Class

You know how when you are under government-ordered lockdown and suddenly have to homeschool your children, and you get so tired of them whining about wanting a snack, and then when you suggest a healthy snack they whine some more because what they want is the individually packaged stuff that’s supposed to be reserved for times when we’re going somewhere, except that now we aren’t going anywhere? Cool, me too.

Well, my version of homeschool for my 6- and 3-year-old includes cooking class several times a week, because they like to “help,” and because we have a few recipes in our repertoire that they love and think are special-treat snacks, but which are secretly pretty healthy. I thought I’d share the recipes online, in case anyone else is in need of something to both occupy their children’s time and satisfy their appetite for snacks. Continue reading

Day 26 of Our Captivity

So. The prime minister is in intensive care. The queen delivered a televised address to the nation, which she has—incredibly—done only four times in her 68-year reign. Stuff is Serious.

Puncture wounds courtesy of our dog fetching the post

Cycling down the high street is eerie, with so many businesses closed. Very few people are out, many of whom are wearing masks and gloves, and are standing 2 meters apart going down the road in a queue to enter the grocery store or post office or pharmacy. It feels like being in one of those young adult dystopian novels I generally enjoy as escapist reading, only now that’s the opposite of escapist. It’s probably a good time to re-read some Jane Austen. Continue reading

Losing a Loved One While on Lockdown Abroad

After a 19-month-long battle with cancer, my dad died this past Tuesday. Losing a family member is hard enough; the Coronavirus quarantine measures make it worse. I can’t get on a plane and fly home right now to be with my mom and brother. My mom can’t receive hugs from friends. My brother wasn’t allowed to visit my dad in the hospital last week, and my mom was allowed in just once. We can’t plan a memorial service because we have no idea when we will be able to assemble in church again.

Grief can already feel isolating, and here we are, being forced to physically isolate. But we’re doing it for a good reason. I ask that you please continue to do what’s right for others, so that fewer people have to go through the pain of losing their loved ones during this time. And so that restrictions can be lifted sooner rather than later, and I can go home to celebrate my father’s life with our family and friends there. Continue reading