Dry lips

It used to be that people might observe that I have some dry skin and I would not be much interested given that it didn't seem noticeable to me. However, I don't know if it's partly in returning to forced-air heating but I've been getting rather sore, dry lips at times this winter. I am resorting to lip balm for the first time in my life, it seems to work well. Maybe, as I age, I become more dried and shriveled.

Dining alfresco

I have been glad to occasionally get to eat lunch outdoors with colleagues, it feels a good compromise between enjoying my life and preserving it from pestilence. Main campus at work is not blessed with many options but Oak Ridge turns out to have a few. Close to my home, there is a pleasant elderly couple who serve Chinese food from an ancient trailer though, last week, instead I got moussaka from a Greek place; in both cases, one needn't go indoors at all, there are tables and chairs outside. Sure, I ate my food quickly while it was hot, then put my gloves on to keep my hands warmer while chatting some more after we ate, but it is great to have such options easily to hand.