This morning I received my second shingles vaccination. While the side-effects were not delightful, the feeling of having all my old lady vaccinations done is.
I had a delightfully long (2 hour) phone call with Clare last night. Among other things, we discussed the CDC’s new mask guidelines and agreed that we thought it was wrong and too early. I, however, pointed out that the CDC is not a policymaking organization, but one that provides guidelines based on science. Clare reminded me that the CDC did make a judgment call back at the beginning of the pandemic when masks were in short supply and we were encouraged to not wear them so the hospitals and first responders had enough. She suggested that the CDC could have done the same this time by not posting the new guidelines that masks are unnecessary for fully vaccinated people. The CDC is not filled with stupid people and it has to have known that antivaxers might take advantage of the fact that it is impossible to know if someone is vaccinated or not by just looking at them.
In the end we agreed that everyone needs to be critical thinkers. And we’ll continue to wear masks for the time being.
I’m delightedly, yet guardedly, optimistic about the future. I’m hopeful that during the Biden administration, many things our country (and planet) lost during the trumpet’s administration will be found again.
A few other delights of the past few days:
Only Children by Alison Lurie
When it was decided our book group read a book by the [recently] late Alison Lurie I was not 100% delighted, but I was delightfully surprised when I loved Only Children, a book about adults behaving badly. A group of 4 adults and three children spend a few days with Anna, the headmistress of a private, liberal school in Westchester County, NY during the depression. It’s mostly a slice-of-life tale, which I don’t always like, but this was so well written. I’d not heard of Alison Lurie until one of our book group members sent us a link to her obituary. This won’t be the only book I read by this author.
Carbonara & Baked Custard
I had a number of egg yolks left over from Andrew’s birthday cake which featured homemade marshmallow so I made a delightful carbonara and equally delightful baked custard for dinner one night.
The photo at the top is what was left of the custard after two days. It was my first time using a bain-marie to cook anything.
A Day to Myself
Dean took off on a hike with a friend on Saturday, so I had the house to myself all day. Always delightful.
A delight to wake up to.
The remainder of the day can fuck off.
The photo above is from a calendar by Nikki McClure (November 2020). The day Georgia went blue she edited the calendar as seen on the right. I thought it fitting for today too.
Today’s news is really too big to be considered a mere delight but I include it here because how could I not?
We’re going to have decent leadership that we can be proud of, instead of embarrassed about.
I spent the morning on Twitter again, hoping to be “there” when it was announced, but at noon decided to work on the attic. Dean is the one who told me about it by playing a loud horn sound from his bluetooth speaker.
I ran downstairs and outside to the front lawn, smiling bigger than I’d in months. I could hear horns honking on Old Georgetown Road. Such a delight.
Yay Georgia! Yay Stacey Abrams! Can I really have hope now that Biden will win?
I spent another day on Twitter, some of it in the wee hours of the morning where I learned about about Biden taking the lead in Georgia from Randy Rainbow’s tweet — screenshot above.
I had a delightful Zoom session with Jeremy and Frances. See, I posted on Facebook that I was planning to celebrate Rupert’s 100th Birthday on Sunday with cake and if anyone wanted to join us I would schedule a Zoom meeting. Jeremy sent me a message that he had never Zoomed and I suggested I show him how it was done. After a few false starts we were able to have a great conversation. I wish I’d gotten a screenshot.
I was very worried when I saw Helen’s message that she was going to bed. Also some expletives about Lindsey Graham and pollsters. I was sure the trumpet had done it again.
I immediately looked the news feeds on my phone and was relieved that was not over. Trump had not won, yet. That was a delight, albeit a tenuous one.
Therefore, I did what any rational adult would do in this sort of situation, I spent today endlessly scrolling through Twitter and updating my feed every few seconds.