Tag: corona virus holidays

Finally, I Got It

Dear Liza,

We have been hearing about Covid-19 since …. Well, since 2019. It was a rare virus out of China, our then-President emphasized. Couldn’t possibly get here. Like most things, he got it wrong. Then all heck broke loose.

So I wish I understood how, nearly four years and three vaccines later, I finally caught the darn thing.

There’s not much to write about having Covid. I’m avoiding breathing on my dear people, leaning on furniture when I walk anywhere, and feeling generally stupid. Forgetful. Foggy.

I’m listening to Agatha Christie books read by Hugh Frasier on Audible, which I enjoy because of Madame Christie’s wonderful writing and Mr. Frasier’s magnificent voice. But I can’t hold a clue in my head, so the endings are always a surprise. And that’s okay, too.

And nothing tastes or smells like anything. I’ve tried pickles, mustard, vanilla extract, onions, chocolate chip cookies, and roast turkey. It all tastes like my own mouth, it all smells like air. Blech.

I hope/pray/have great confidence that this will pass. I’ll keep you posted.
Enjoy some Christmas yummies for me!

Love,

Grandma Judy

Quarantined Easter

Dear Liza,

Well, here we are again, celebrating a special day in isolation. I am so blessed to be ‘stuck’ with the two people I have chosen to spend my life with! Our weather was bright and sunny, and we could hear that a lot of people were outside enjoying themselves.

First thing Easter morning, Auntie Bridgett and I had regular breakfast, then spent some time dyeing eggs. We weren’t able to get any of the Easter Egg dying kits, and the vinegar-and-food coloring isn’t quite as good, but it was fun, anyway. We used to other half of the hard boiled eggs to make deviled eggs for later.

We decorated the table with flowers I picked yesterday, Auntie Bridgett’s New Years’ hat, and candy sent from Auntie Bridgett’s mom, Donna. It was all so pretty!

Auntie Bridgett made haroset and fried some sausages, and I learned a new thing, Oatmeal pancakes! They are yummy and sweet. And there was matzoh, of course, because it is still Passover.

The day was especially lazy, with a nap for me between each meal. Isolation is weird. But later in the day, Bridgett’s sister Esther called us on video, and we got to see her, Nick, and cousin Madilyn. We even got to visit with Harold the Stufftie and see him in the mask we sent to keep him safe from whatever stuffties can catch.

Before bed we watched Fred Astaire and Judy Garland dance and fall in love in Easter Parade, the Time Team from British tv dig into a Spitfire crash site from WWII, and a rerun of the British Baking Show featuring puddings.

We are not exactly setting the world on fire, but getting by and enjoying the time together.

Sending you pages of love!

Love,

Grandma Judy