This may be too boring for words even...

 

Lotta's school has begun to do an outdoor/socially distanced/masked Library pick up every other Tuesday.  The librarian, the fantastic Ms. Heindel is inside the Fieldhouse with a cart full of bagged book selections. One thing I adore about Ms. Heindel is when she used to be on crossing guard duty, she always seems genuinely interested in the mundane stories I told.  Anyway, back to present day, book pick up.  Ms. Heindel from the open door of the fieldhouse inquires what types of books you are looking for, chooses a bag, then, places the book bag on the table and quickly steps back into the fieldhouse (the table is outside).  Once she has stepped away, I approach the table and retrieve the ziplocked bag. 

The last two times I've gone with a mask attached to my face the entire walk to school (3/4 of a mile).  Sometimes when I take walks, instead of wearing a mask, I cross the street to maintain a social distance from others.  (By the way, walking to Marquette is one of my FAVORITE walks in all of Madison, and one that I was lucky enough to do with Lotta every day after school, and Benja before her, and Ellie before that).  What I didn't realize until my return home was that the mask was causing my mascara to run down and across my face.  I DID notice that Ms. Heindel was looking at me strangely, but I thought it was just Covid break social awkwardness.  It is problematic to wear a mask and glasses, as the glasses inevitably fog up, rendering your sight useless.  I hadn't realized that the same concept applied to mascara, until I came home and saw myself looking like a modern day Tammy Faye Baker (there's a reference from the past to all you kids out there).  Waterproof mascara, I think is going to become my new BF, I mean aside from Alexa of course.