Weather in the Tries: Friday was our first day in what seemed like forever, to be above freezing. It was freezing when I went to bed Thursday night and 40 when I got up on Friday. Now we have rain on the schedule, and a few more freezing days coming. I really don’t mind the cold, though Sammy does. Poor guy. But we both aren’t fond of the rain. I know we need it, but it always seems colder when it’s damp/wet out. And not too much rain, this is the desert, after all.
And the Good News Is…
…I’m not pregnant! Yaaaaayyyy!!!! Fear leapt and grabbed me about the throat when I saw a blue line AND a pink line on the test strip. The second immaculate conception? Fraternal twins? Then I remembered (thankfully, I still have some memory left and it kicks in every so often) I sneezed on the strip, I didn’t pee on it. Phew!
So, the rest of the news is, I am just about coming off my isolation for covid. Being fully vaxxed and boosted, I’ve not had severe symptoms. In fact, I probably wouldn’t have known, but one of my breakfast buddies called me Tuesday afternoon to tell me he’d tested after he got home (he got a test kit at breakfast) and, he was positive. I checked with a doctor who told me to wait a couple of days before I tested (I isolated those days) and lo and behold, the blue line ONLY meant I was good to go, but I had a pink line, too. The lines do not mean twins (thank whatever gods you choose). Only covid. Well shucks, I survived Basic Training, so I can survive anything—war, pestilence, childbirth, &c, but damn! I’m too old to raise more kids. So today is my last day of isolation, and then as long as I feel okay, I can go about my business, with my good, filtered mask firmly upon my face. Remember we wear masks not so much to protect us, but to protect you!
Other than being a tad more tired than usual, I really feel pretty good. No fever, no aches or pains (I also had my old fartess flu shot a while ago). I am sooooo grateful for all the years the scientists worked on the base of what became our ‘short order’ vaccine, and the National Guard of Washington for sending their medics to jab thousands of people, two different times. And the pharmacist for the 3d jab.
One of the things I remembered while sitting in my car waiting after the first two, was how good Medics are with needles. I can almost always tell if a pharmacist spent time in the military by the way s/he gives shots. They are the best!
Sad news on Friday: Sidney Poitier died at age 94. He was one of my favorite actors. I never saw him in a movie that wasn’t wonderful. The obituary I read compared him to Harry Belafonte, and the author made a statement that Belafonte had more sexual magnetism than Poitier. Oh, no. No, he did not. Belafonte’s was a bit more ‘bad boy’ due to his singing, but Poitier was the boy next door, the quiet man, the thoughtful and intelligent man. the man who made me laugh with his quiet humor. Rest in Peace, Mr. Poitier, you are sorely missed.
Photos of the Week:
Books: Remember, if I finish a book, I review it at Rainy Day Reads
Finished a marvelous new book of poetry, The Tiger Poet: New & Selected Poems —by Amit Dahiyabadshah. I urge you to buy and read the book, but I know not all of you like poetry, so please go to this link and watch/listen to Amit perform his poem, The Tiger’s Last Will and Testament. It is powerful. He performed it for a tv station in his country (India) to use as a fund raiser to save the tigers. Reading Amit’s book will give you joy, sorrow, and a wonderful trip through parts of India. You may order this book from the big box store, or from the publisher, Jules’ Poetry Playhouse.
I am also reading Murder at the Mission by Blair Harden. It is another book about the killings at the Whitman Mission. It’s an interesting book, and Harden brings a much different perspective to the myth that grew out of it—that most of what we think we know was lies told and perpetrated by the Reverend Henry Harmon Spalding.
Reviewing: I sent my review of Amit’s book to my publisher, in India, and the next thing I know is he wants me to review some of the books in his stable, and sent me one to that end. That makes an old lady feel pretty darn good, ya know? I read the book, short with 43 pages, sent him the review, and he asked if he could send more. And he’s paying me for them!
TV:
Was all set to watch the Rocky Horror Picture Show the other day. I looked forward to it. Have never seen it. Today my Favorite Daughter asked me how I liked it. Dohhh, I totally forgot about it. So, it’s there someplace. Now, why didn’t my memory kick in for that?
Movie:
My neighbor and I were going to see Matrix: Resurrection on Thursday, but you know who mucked those plans up by testing for covid ;-). If it’s still here next week, we’ll try to get into a matinee. There are few if any people in the matinees.
There has been an ad on Facebook for a few days, and today I checked it out. I so love plastic. Y’know, you never pay for anything, just give numbers and… Yes, I have ordered the complete set of Studio Ghibli’s childhood movies. I’ve seen some of them and have totally loved each one of them. Some I’ve seen more than once. Yes, Auntie Lenora has (obviously) entered her second childhood. Or maybe third? Fourth?
Quotes via ELLE https://www.elle.com/uk/life-and-culture/a31891185/coronavirus-quotes/:
“sometimes I wonder if all this is happening because I didn’t forward that email to 10 people.” —from champagnetastehome
“I’m not buying a 2022 planner until I see the trailer!” —from ivf.ninja.mama (LG: I updated the year)
And there you are: my exciting news. I’m NOT pregnant!!! And by the time you read this I’ll be almost through with my complimentary dose of Covid! The snow is almost gone, and Sammy sends pupkisses to everyone who had a hope and a prayer for that.