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Apr. 20th, 2020 08:35 amGrammie's birthday Zoom went off fairly well, and the Franklin police and fire departments showed up with five cruisers and a tower truck beforehand and sang her Happy Birthday. There was video of that.
I also tried to take video of the Waltham American Legion post showing up and parading 15 cars past Mario's house on Friday, because it was his 90th birthday. The parade was led by a Boston police SUV playing the Marines' Hymn. The American Legion band (trombone, trumpet, sousaphone and bass drum) stood across the street and played three or four songs, and there was a cake, and I think Mario has had an official birthday party. The video didn't come out because you can't see through the pine trees on the second floor porch.
I had to do all the running around yesterday, and did, and am paying for it today. Hips hurt where the grocery bags banged into them, shoulders hurt where the bags dug into them, legs hurt because they're not used to walking that much these days. Even if I wanted to go anywhere today, it probably wouldn't be a splendid idea.
BUT, I went to Trader Joe's and got everything on the list except pistachios (expensive) and frozen veg (would have been half-thawed by the time I got home) and hauled it all home and put it away. And then I went to the pet store and got kitty litter refills. I got those as far as the front porch, turned around and went right back out to Star Market and got everything on the list including flour. I was shocked. So now I don't have to go grocery shopping for another two weeks, although the way the pattern has been going, I'll get stir crazy sometime next week and go to Whole Foods via a very long walk.
I traded a bunch of fabric I was never going to get around to using for a completed mask, and wore the mask for all the errands yesterday. It works quite well if I put my hair up, because the ponytail keeps the top ties from sliding down the back of my head. And it's easier on the ears than the bandanna-and-hair-elastics contraption. (And, on the way home from the T after Star Market, it muffled the whimpering a bit. There was definitely whimpering.)
Someday when it's possible again, I've got to get my sewing machine tuned up. It works, but it could work better, and I don't know how to make it do that.
I really worry about what's going to happen if we can't get back to campus until July (or, perish the thought, September). There's just no way to teach clinical dentistry without having access to clinics, and CODA won't be patient about it forever. I know I'm worrying above my pay grade, because I can't personally do anything about it, but I don't want to have to write another however many pages of CODA reports about it either. And I suspect the department of public health is going to open dental school clinics very late in the reopening process.
Ugh, that's all.
I also tried to take video of the Waltham American Legion post showing up and parading 15 cars past Mario's house on Friday, because it was his 90th birthday. The parade was led by a Boston police SUV playing the Marines' Hymn. The American Legion band (trombone, trumpet, sousaphone and bass drum) stood across the street and played three or four songs, and there was a cake, and I think Mario has had an official birthday party. The video didn't come out because you can't see through the pine trees on the second floor porch.
I had to do all the running around yesterday, and did, and am paying for it today. Hips hurt where the grocery bags banged into them, shoulders hurt where the bags dug into them, legs hurt because they're not used to walking that much these days. Even if I wanted to go anywhere today, it probably wouldn't be a splendid idea.
BUT, I went to Trader Joe's and got everything on the list except pistachios (expensive) and frozen veg (would have been half-thawed by the time I got home) and hauled it all home and put it away. And then I went to the pet store and got kitty litter refills. I got those as far as the front porch, turned around and went right back out to Star Market and got everything on the list including flour. I was shocked. So now I don't have to go grocery shopping for another two weeks, although the way the pattern has been going, I'll get stir crazy sometime next week and go to Whole Foods via a very long walk.
I traded a bunch of fabric I was never going to get around to using for a completed mask, and wore the mask for all the errands yesterday. It works quite well if I put my hair up, because the ponytail keeps the top ties from sliding down the back of my head. And it's easier on the ears than the bandanna-and-hair-elastics contraption. (And, on the way home from the T after Star Market, it muffled the whimpering a bit. There was definitely whimpering.)
Someday when it's possible again, I've got to get my sewing machine tuned up. It works, but it could work better, and I don't know how to make it do that.
I really worry about what's going to happen if we can't get back to campus until July (or, perish the thought, September). There's just no way to teach clinical dentistry without having access to clinics, and CODA won't be patient about it forever. I know I'm worrying above my pay grade, because I can't personally do anything about it, but I don't want to have to write another however many pages of CODA reports about it either. And I suspect the department of public health is going to open dental school clinics very late in the reopening process.
Ugh, that's all.
