“The Twelve Months of 2020”

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The most 2020 picture of 2020

The year 2020 is coming to a close. In a short few days, we will be able to release the breath we have all been holding since mid-March and ring in a new year. 2020 has been described as “unprecedented,” “a dumpster fire,” and “apocalyptic.” I, for one, think “2020” should be a word in and of itself. It can be used as a verb: “Don’t 2020 that test!” It can be used as an adjective: “I have had such a 2020 day.” It can be used in every part of everyday speech: “I followed the recipe but the cake was such a 2020.” Merriam-Webster, holla at me for ideas.

For a year that made Zoom calls the norm and masks fashion, it is only appropriate to mark its end with song. We all know “The Twelve Days of Christmas,” but do you know “The 12 months of 2020”?  Bonus points if you can make this fit the tune.

  • In the 1st month of 2020, my true love sent to me, Australia wild fires.
  • In the 2nd month of 2020, my true love sent to me, talks of some novel virus. 
  • In the 3rd month of 2020, my true love sent to me, a global pandemic and quarantine rations.
  • In the 4th month of 2020, my true love sent to me, Joe Exotic and “woah” dance moves.
  • In the 5th month of 2020, my true love sent to me, stretchy pants and murder hornets.
  • In the 6th month of 2020, my true love sent to me, riots, curfews, and locust plagues.
  • In the 7th month of 2020, my true love sent to me, a threat of the bubonic plague.
  • In the 8th month of 2020, my true love sent to me, West Coast wildfires.
  • In the 9th month of 2020, my true love sent to me, a hurricane and the loss of trailblazer RBG.
  • In the 10th month of 2020, my true love sent to me, a few more hurricanes.
  • In the 11th month of 2020, my true love sent to me, social distanced Thanksgiving and a new President and VP-elect.
  • In the 12th month of 2020, my true love sent to me, the promise of a vaccine and a hopeful end to the pandemic.

And a partridge in a pear tree.

Let’s 2020 the rest of 2020 in the most 2020 way. 

 

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Born in China, Lisha moved to America at the age of 9. In her first few years here, Lisha became fluent in English, gained an abnormal love for boy bands and glitter lip gloss, and learned to love pizza. Growing up an only child made her realize she wanted a big family. After graduating from Auburn University in 2006, Lisha moved to Birmingham to attend Cumberland School of Law. While in Birmingham, Lisha met her husband (Henry) and they have been married for 7 years. In 2016, they welcomed identical twin boys into the word. Because they were not spending enough money on diapers, Lisha had a baby girl 22 months later, in 2017. Some might call them crazy to have had 3 children under the age of 2, but Lisha prefers to think of them as over-achievers. With a side of insanity. Lisha graduated law school in 2009 and works as a partner at a litigation law firm in downtown Birmingham. Being a full-time lawyer and a mom of 3 presents obvious challenges, but Lisha has found that the (very) occasional glass of wine with friends helps her through. In her spare time, Lisha enjoys playing the violin, cooking, and traveling.

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