I spent most of this morning online, reading more about the CDC’s new guidelines about mask wearing. I started a blog about it on CCL but probably won’t post anything. Some of the reading was actually watching. I watched part of the Senate Health Committee hearing where some republicans grilled the CDC director, Dr. Rochelle Walensky, over the CDCs guidelines two days before the guidelines were changed. While that seemed suspect — that maybe her decision to sign off on the guidelines was influenced by these asses — it turned out that she’d actually signed off on them the day before the hearing.
Anyway, going directly to a primary source is much better than using the filters of media, including the social variety.
Feeling better, but not 100% after the shingles shot. — that’s delightful.
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.)
As is my semi-regular habit I awoke in the early hours of the morning and couldn’t get back to sleep. I went to the living room and poured myself a large glass of water and looked at my phone and then read more of Life After Life. I’d not read in a while, so it felt good.
After a couple of hours and more glasses of water I went to bed to read a little more and suddenly realized I was very happy. It could have been the water — perhaps I was very dehydrated. It could have been the reading. Perhaps it was having gotten out of the house yesterday. Whatever it was, it was delightful.
When I awoke a second time, this time at a more reasonable hour, I still felt happy.
Another delightful thought is that as of 12:30 pm I am fully vaccinated. While I received my second dose on the 29th, today marks the end of my two week waiting period. And as of 2:00 pm the CDC stated that fully vaccinated people can lose their masks in most cases, inside and out.*
The peony bloomed. That’s a delight!
*This is a double-edged sword of a delight. It goes without saying that many, if not most, anti-vaxers are likely to also be anti-maskers and since no one knows if they are vaccinated or not, they might not wear masks either. This is a problem for children (who at this time cannot be vaccinated) and many other people including those who are immunocompromised. While I understand that the CDC is only stating facts and is not a policy making organization, hopefully individual jurisdictions and businesses will either keep the mask policy or require anyone who doesn’t want to wear a mask to show proof of vaccination.
I wrote about repotting my pandemic plant, the Shamrock (Oxalis), a while back. Its roots were growing through the holes in the bottom of the plastic container I bought it in. A year after buying it, the plant was only putting out a couple leaves and fewer flowers.
Here are before and after and after photos. Delightful after-after!
Got my second Covid-19 vaccination today. That was delightful. Getting lost on the way home (the town where I got my vaccination had spotty cell service) was not so delightful until I remembered that my blogging friend Indigo Bunting grew up around the area in which I was lost. It made me smile to think of her there. Plus the scenery was delightful.