…since the Pandemic started. We moved into our ‘new’ house 16 years ago when we moved to Texas from Cairo. One of the reasons was that it was a 5 minute walk from our house to a local steakhouse and bar. We don’t go that often as it is expensive but it is a lovely treat at happy hour. Now you have to make reservations and observe restaurant social distancing. It was a tad weird to see our usual servers in masks and gloves but lovely at the same time. They welcomed us like old friends. We both had to sit at the same side of the booth to be the requisite distance from the next booth which was very romantic.
It’s a fancy place but not pretentious and we dressed up. Teddy has lost so much weight that his Tommy Bahama’s good shirt could have fitted both of us in it – time for the charity box. I can fit into my old skinny clothes and I am wearing my favorite cream Max Studio dress worn with an ‘antique’ brown velvet jacket from Bandera, Texas. I am pretty sure the previous owner has passed on but I love to think of the events she may have worn it to. At the restaurant I ate my steak like a ravenous wolf and devoured the whipped potatoes. Then we had a bottle of wine AND DESSERT. It was all gluten free – just like my life now.
Like many of us, I have spent quite some time on introspective thought. My mental health has been good given the circumstances and I realize that I enjoy social isolation (and the calm that comes with that). Rather sadly, I went into the airport and handed back my badge and keys. I have been volunteering for 11 years or so and it was the strangest sensation to see how quiet everything was. The volunteering program has been suspended temporarily but I had already decided before the pandemic that it was time for me to do something new. I doubt I will have any VIP work for the next year but that might pick up in the future. It is a special birthday for me in July when I turn 60 – WHAT!!!! We had vague plans of a short trip somewhere but who knows. We could spend the rest of our lives just exploring Texas…
Is anyone else totally fed up with the Pandemic euphemisms? These Challenging times, Unusual circumstances or The New Normal. It’s a bloody Pandemic – just call it what it is. The best new word I came across is Covidiot which means someone who doesn’t follow Pandemic Protocol. On that note I was scolded at two separate grocery stores. ME – compliant citizen exemplified! The first time I waited patiently in the line to go in a smaller store, wore my mask and kept my distance. At the checkout I stood behind the plexiglass but wasn’t standing in the taped yellow box. The older gentleman, checking my groceries out, asked me to move back, and I apologized profusely. I was mortified. Today, I went through the 15 items only checkout at another store. I guess I had about 20 items which has never been a problem in the past. This time I had to pay for the first 15 items, and then the extra items separately. This time I almost blushed. I sheepishly left the store reminding myself to count the items next time.
Some very classy citizens have been behaving very badly during these ‘challenging times’ and I don’t want to be part of that mob. One mother created a ruckus at Red Lobster (a seafood chain of restaurants) because she had to wait. I guess nobody knew she was Mother of the Year?? It doesn’t sit well when so many of our population are food hungry right now. Thank you once again to all the essential workers who have worked so hard to keep us safe. The least we could do is to make their jobs easier.
Happy Memorial Day – E Pluribus Unum.
Postcards from Kerry 