On March 1, 2020 Dean and I spent some time in Alexandria, VA. We stopped at a furniture store that my friend, Catherine, recommended and perhaps we went to Huntly Meadows after that. That evening we drove to the Del Ray area where we used to live and had a drink at the Evening Star. Then we went to RTs for dinner. We suspected it wouldn’t be long before the new virus showed up in our area, perhaps closing down restaurants, so we knew this might be our last dinner out in a while. We never expected it to be over 14 months until we (I — Dean’s been less cautious) felt safe enough to dine indoors at a restaurant.
Last night, being fully vaccinated, we went back to RTs. While I wore a mask inside most of the time, I felt so much safer when I wasn’t wearing a mask than even a month ago. We started out at the bar (imagine sitting at a bar again!!) and then ate in the dining room.
We had a small but delightful, spur-of-the-moment dinner party with old friends. No masks were worn.
I saw two more cicadas today!
*She worked with Dean and is now in my book group, he is currently Chief of Staff (new position — not mentioned on the website yet) for the director of NIH (and regularly talks to Our Favorite Doctor — even as much as hanging out with the Good Doctor and his wife, another Good Doctor, for her birthday.)
Andrew gave me a spiral ginger plant. They also gave me a copy of Amanda Gorman’s poem that she read at the Inauguration. Alex gave me calming tea she created.
At one point during the evening I saw a text from Clare asking if I’d seen her video. I figured I’d wait until Andrew and Alex left before checking it out. Then Dean checked his phone and showed us the video. Clare recorded herself singing the chorus of Dan Bern’s Jerusalem!
This was a memorable Mother’s Day. The only thing missing was Clare, but she nearly made up for her absence.
How could I have forgotten the delight of my first dose of the Covid-19 vaccine? Not going to backdate this — but it was April Fools’ Day of all days. No side-effect except a sore arm.
I stopped at a Wegmans on the way home which was another delight. What was not delightful was the very long drive to nearly Pennsylvania! Or the fact that when I went get into the car before the drive, the battery was dead and I had to drive Dean’s new SUV that I’d only ever driven once. But the vaccine was delightful so nothing really else mattered that day.
The photo at the top is of the timer they gave me after the vaccine so I would know when I could leave. No one offered to take my photo during the shot.
As I wrote the last post I kept thinking that I needed to remember to add something about my daughter’s new job, but I ended up not including it. That’s just as well because it really needed a post of its own.
Pretty much ever since my daughter moved to Olympia she had her sights set on working for a non-profit organization called GRuB (Garden-Raised Bounty). She worked as an intern there for a couple of years and applied for a position at GRuB several times over the past few years. Over the past year she had a temporary position at GRuB doing several things including updating the website and posting on the organizations various social media pages.
GRuB finally offered her a non-temp position as the grants coordinator. This is such a wonderful opportunity, not only because she’s now working for an organization she admires, but she’ll have lots of experience with grant writing, something she’s done for her current position at a second-hand bookstore.
This move is not without some angst because she loves working at bookstores and considers herself a “bookslinger” at heart.
I’m so proud that she persevered and will be working at a place she loves.