Another Friday, another history making week. An important birthday this week was for Abigail Jean Covert, who turned 38 on Wednesday. As it was also Deb’s friend Char’s 70th birthday on that date, Deb joined Char at Zoë Highland’s house along with Zoë’s husband Garth, her two beautiful girls Iris and Esmè, along with neighbors Beth & Tom Babb and good friend, Jan Carlin for an afternoon birthday
celebration complete with a stunning cake from The Cake Gallery. Masks were worn (except during cake devouring). Meanwhile, Mark ordered world famous LaCasa pizza and around 6:00 Deb and Mark drove, together with the pizza to Abigail’s to celebrate along with Darcy and Maria. The pizza was great (hamburger and onion double crust and a large cheese ) together with some of Deb’s homemade salad, and an amount of wine. Chocolate cake, courtesy of HyVee, was the dessert. A grand time.
Four years ago at this time, 2017, we all were in Washington D.C. In the late summer of 2016, feeling sure that Hillary Clinton was about to become the first woman President, Deb purchased four tickets to DC for the Inauguration. We intended to bunk with Ed, who was then living in McClean, Virginia while he worked for Deutsche Bank. As we all know, Hillary didn’t win the election but was bested in the Electoral College vote by the “Orange One.” Out of our sorrow came a little bit of joy.
The Women’s March on Washington was scheduled for Inauguration Week, and so, with Abigail knitting “Pussy” hats while we were still on the airplane, the four of us headed to D.C. to help make history in another way. We bunked with Ed and were joined on March day by our granddaughter Avery. We hopped on the Metro train right at Ed’s building the morning of January 21, 2017 and headed into D.C. The train was filling up with each stop. Because the cars were filled to overflowing, they added more and more trains to bring the people in. The sea of humanity was amazing and everyone was cheering and chanting as we walked along the streets of D.C. There were over 200,000 people at this impromptu march and even though we didn’t march around the White House, the energy was electric. It took us most of the afternoon to get back to the apartment. Darcy stayed behind to meet up with some of her friends that has also been to the march. What a day.
That brings us to this past Wednesday, January 20, 2021 and the historic Inauguration of Joe Biden and Kamala Harris. We spent hours in front of the TV, marvelling at all we saw and heard, from Lady Gaga’s rendition of the National Anthem ( the best we have ever heard,) the vibrant, stirring and fresh poetry of Amanda Gorman, to the President’s Inaugural address. It was a great start to the mending of our torn democracy. Now the real work begins.
Other activities of the week were quiet in comparison. We took our surviving pet Sushi the Cat into the vet for a rabies shot and check up. He is only 2 years younger than Harry the Dog was, so we thought we
should get him assessed. He has an infection and some slight kidney disease; also hearing loss. We brought him home loaded up with antibiotic pills and ear drops. Looks as if he will be with us for a while.
Thursday evening we chatted via cocktail Zoom with Karen and Dell in Phoenix. They are now waiting for the second round of COVID vaccine and seem perfectly content in their milieu. We are still looking forward to visiting and, as soon as we receive our round of vaccines, we may hit the road for a round of visiting in the southwest.
Food this week wasn’t too inventive, although the Ruth Reichel recipe for Chicken Curry was very tasty, especially paired with some homemade salad, naan and mixed rice medley. Nothing spectacular, but tasty nonetheless.
Stay safe, wash your hands, mask up at all times out of your bubble/nest, and keep distanced. We want to be able to see each and every one of you when this is over. Hey, this may be the last mention of Trump in the weekly missive - unless the Impeachment Trial gets on the docket soon.
