Let us start in the beginning.
Flu A, jumped on me and my Wyatt ( g-kiddo)
My 50 year high school reunion, I had to miss. ( Broke my heart) ( our class of 70, Andrew Jackson Senior High, was and is remarkable. Friends for life, love them all)
Sent my son, Hart and the Dr. ( hubs and father of Hart) to Florida, like was planned to pack up my mothers home and bring her back to live with us.
Throw in a virus, that is killing, right now, 1 person every 17 minutes in New York City.
The all return, mom is very ill. ( big move)
Bonnie, (me) is still tired from the Flu.
And The United States has put the entire country, almost, on a complete lockdown for the elderly.
AND now that includes me!!! Bill and Mom, and a slew of other humans.
Groceries are flying off the shelf, news causing panic.
Second week, mom is much better. Her cute self is showing up. Still very weak, Flu Bug, Corona weak.
I have always known I was a tiny (????) bit spoiled, but these days, I have gone to my knees, and the back deck at 4 am to pray, Hard!!!!!
I have had cleaning people, who are like family, almost 40 years. Now they cannot come, and I miss them. I never wanted to clean, like my mother, all the time. A spotless house, that smelled of pledge and bleach, not happening. So even when first married, and no money, we had help!! Maybe not new furniture then, but I was not going to clean the floor with a toothbrush, evah!!! ( mom didn't do that, or did you mom??) ( I just remember Aunt Dot and a few others.)
We have yard people, that can still come, and I tell them with prayerful hands through the door, Thank you a million times!
After the children had grown up and out, and it was just the two Barons, we ate out a LOT. Why cook, like Thanksgiving everyday of the week??
NOW, I am cooking like Mrs. Cleaver in pearls!!
Three weeks, I have cooked, and I feel crazy!! I want Mexican food, and a Margarita the size of my thigh!!
I don't order food out, little iffy of nobody being tested for this virus, cooking.
I cancelled my hair appointment, don't get me started on nails!!!
I firmly believe, if momma is happy, I may be sweeter?!!
My seamstress, Grace, I need all the time. Short people, need to have all things altered.
Online shopping, no fun, not going anywhere.
My flower shop does have curb side pick up, I may have to cave a little. ( ask a child to bring me, spring annuals!!)
Oh March Madness, you also took away sports, its not good.
I do feel so blessed, so blessed.
I love having my mom, here and safe.
I love my family, near, far, and miss them so much.
Bill and I are retired, so we were use to each other, and very thankful we have a huge house, we need our space.
Animals are ok, Vet is doing curb side.
I had a visit with my doctor, over the phone.
We all need to be tested, everyone, the person in charge of this dropped the ball. Now we are in the trenches, of very few people have been tested. Hospitals are under staffed, and without equipment and protection from this horror.
I see the glass half full, always, but now I hesitate to drink from the cup!!
What is in that glass?
Oh heck, I will still drink, I know what I put in that glass.
Love, Joy and Hard Science thrown in. Stirred by Jesus, and another day.
Be safe, smart, love wins, with a little music turned UP!!!
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