Erika (my older sister - and that is the last time I will describe her relationship to me since I do it EVERY time) went to Costco today to prepare for the coming apocalypse. When they didn't have everything she needed, she went to Walmart. She called me between stores and I totally made fun of her and her survivalist ways. There is one reported case in the metropolitan area where she lives - a student at some private school. That school is closed, but the public schools are still open and everyone else seems to be just fine. When she got to Walmart, the greeters were wearing face masks. The greeters at Walmart! Face masks! And then, as if to prove that I'm a cavalier bitch who is risking my family members' lives by not stocking up on hand sanitizer and anti-diarrheal medicine, Walmart was sold out of face masks. I was stunned.

So, today was one of those glorious spring days where you can taste summer just around the corner. This afternoon, the girls and I walked to Fred Meyer to deposit our rent check at the WaMu inside. I had Erika forward me the CDC's list of supplies so that I could pick some up while I was there. I mean, if the greeters at Walmart in middle America are wearing face masks, I should at least look at the list. Below is a picture of Erika's cache of supplies: