Where are we Now?

                                           

                                                  WHERE ARE WE NOW?

Believe it or not, COVID-19 is still going on World Wide, so I'm not saying anything new. Grant County Washington is now in Phase 2.  I am giving you a copy of our two phases of five that describe the phases of COVID-19.

This should give you an idea of the stringent restrictions we are living under.  However, we are in much better circumstances than we were in Phase 1.  We still have restrictions on having guests and being in restaurants.

We have traveled to our families in the Pacific Northwest, spending time with my son, Jim, visiting my granddaughter, Ara.  We visit Beverly and our older grandchildren in a cozy place she has set up on her deck.  It has heaters, lights and comfortable chairs for entertainment. 

A Ho Hum Day

 

                                             

                                                 A Ho Humm Day

                    I started out the day with plans.  John was working counting fish, and I decided 

       to cancel my activity to just stay home.  I wanted to do chores (yes, CHORES!) such as washing

      sheets and ironing, and later, having lunch on the deck.  Our house is getting new floors, so

     can't yet invite people over, but soon, I plan to.  I haven't yet done much entertaining,  But

    when our house is ready, I intend to--really!

             Lately, I have been eating cottage cheese and 1 peach.  I haven't found any cottage cheese that 

    I have liked in all local stores.  Finally, when John and I went to a large store (the name has 

escaped me at the moment)  and I found my favorite kind. It isn't watery, and the small curd is

Just right.  

As I look over this blog, it not only a Ho Hum Day, but it is a Ho Hum Blog.  (Oh well.  Some

days are like that!).

On the news front, President Trump and the First Lady have Covid (the illness I wrote about in my last

blog).  They encountered it at a gathering, where several others also became ill.  So far, the Congress

hasn't done anything about it.  Trump is still in charge, (as he weakly croaks orders from his hospital 

bed).  He insists that he will return in a timely matter. We will see.  The only time in my "short" life

(except Kennedy's assassination) have I seen a U.S. President disabled, even for a moment.  This

Covid 19 disease has been spread through-out the whole world.  Scientists and Health professionals

are scrambling for a vaccine.  How can they will find one, when they have no idea where it came from?

We, as a "People"  must abide by the precautions ordered.by our Leaders, who are following orders of 

the finest minds in the world,   We as a human race will find a cure for this.

During COVID

                                        DURING COVID

We are in an Historic Time.  We (as a civilization) have been hit with a deadly virus hat has not yet been discovered the modern highly developed Medical History.  It has killed many, first starting with
the elderly, and now extending to our children.

It is called the Corona Virus (Disease) or COVID.   All of us are extremely vulnerable.  Schools &
Businesses, parks & recreation areas, of all countries, are closed.  My husband John and my dreams
of our European travel have been postponed.

But. just for the near future, .We, as an intelligent Civilization, are now bonding together to gather all of our highly trained Medical. Scientific and Leaders of all  Nations  to find a solution to our present state of panic.  We must safe, wear protective masks,  have temperatures taken,  and practically a full
examination for health, now. 

Happy Memorial Day to all of my friends!  I am now writing my blog on my deck, which is lovely.  It is overlooking the Columbia River.  The Columbia River is approx. 1,200 miles long, originating from Canal Flats (in British Columbia,) and travelling downhill, spilling into the Pacific Ocean at Ilwaco, Washington.

In order to get set up writing on my deck, I needed to bring out my laptop (chek), my phone (in order to get messages, and look up anything of interest ),chek, and my husband, for updated information  (chek).

I really am continuing to describe how I am going about my days during the Coronavirus pandemic,
which has the governments (not only ours, but others in our civilization.) ordering everyone to stay home.  In the meantime, I have received several adorable outfits, hats and dresses, and a tube of .0.5 oz.of Medihoney.  (I had waited for this for weeks, to use on my wound, because I am allergic to zinc and Medihoney does not contain zinc. Birthday presents, and also for Mother's Day!  I really feel spoiled this year!

It is sad that we must remain home at this timesent because of orders from the international governments.  They are hoping that we won't make another horrendous mistake, and save us from
losing thousands of children from the Polio virus epidemic, or others from the onset of AIDS, and now, even more from the pandemic of the Coronavirus.

However, I know that I can sneak over to my loved ones' homes, not physically, but virtually,
and they show me that they are only fine, but they are frantically making sure that I am fine.

I was so happy, and touched at how dynamic our love was instantly sent to one another.  Despite the climate of our times, I still can tell about my experiences duri g this time.

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Spread a Little Kindness

I  haven't got a title for this post yet!  Just  some random thoughts--perhaps comments on ideas for activities from Stay-at-Homers.

One darling friend posted that she had received a May Day basket.  It was exactly what we used to do as kids. We would make  baskets out of colored paper,  fill them with wild flowers, hang them on all of the neighbors' door knobs, ring the doorbell and run of sight.  It was such a delightful thing to do during these times, and perfectly safe, because they kept out of sight!  They were such a hit, like a Drive-by-Pouring out of Friendship and Comradery! A loving memory from childhood!

In our Desert Aire community, a beautiful friend from our church, Drove by our homes with palms for Palm Sunday.  Another had made masks, and dropped them by our homes, having called first, we got to wave from our windows as they frantically escaped from the porch unnoticed.

Because we always wore corsages on Easter Sunday, I made corsages out one pastel carnation and a pretty bow for my part in our Easter celebration from inside our homes.  Our pastor youtubes our Sunday sermons, continuing to do so now, as we speak!  I am now working on another long-term project, something I can do to continue to spread-a little- kindness, which is the title of this blog!

Coronians

We have entered into a very scary time in 2020.  I have reopened my blog because a disease which has doctors, scientists.and global researchers at a loss for a cure.  COVID-19 has been spreading worldwide.  Out of desperation, Coronavirus, (as dubbed by the media) an epidemic that is a deadly killer, has us, as a people without national boundaries, coming to a halt.  We have closed down schools, all businesses that are determined to be non-essential, parks, even movie theaters.  COVID-19 is thought to have come from China, and has taken off, without anything to stop it, globally.

Schools have closed -- children of all ages, are safely home.  Their education, being temporarily halted, will continue by their brave, diligent teachers with the help of technology, are getting their lessons online.

My grandson, Parker, is graduating from high school this June, and has also completed all of his requirements online. As a proud grandmother, I will make sure to celebrate, in person.  There is no other option.  Our technology is so advanced that we could even watch the ceremony virtually if necessary.


With all of our geniuses in the world, we will soon find a solution to this overwhelming disease that has truly halted the world as we know it.  Rather than a global WWIII, we have a pandemic, an event so insurmountable that it has us all in our homes, cut off from everyone close to us, nuclear
weapons cannot help.  We have only our own scientists to be our weapon.  For once, we are all globally united to fight a disease bigger than ourselves that threatens our lives.  I am going to retrace us with a summary of all of the main events of our time:

WWIIers:  As the war ended the joie de vivre was everywhere.  They celebrated and The Greatest Generation emerged.  In 1946,  the year of my birth, was the beginning of the Baby      
Boomers.  We were loved and indulged, and I think the 1950s was idealic, until a horrible epidemic emerged:  POLIO.  Children were the target of this awful disease, and Iron Lungs kept those afflicted breathing.  The Salk Vaccine arrived to save the day.  I and my classmates became Polio Pioneers.

Mourning Willard

People of all ages morn the loss of a beloved pet.  This most recent acquisition of two new kittens was my way of avoiding the complete void of the death our first kitty, Celeste.  About 20 years ago, Son Jeff, knowing that we were looking for a kitten, brought us one that came from a litter his co-worker was giving away.  I had been so deprived, that the moment I hugged her, she purred.  Her face was calico on one side, and striped on the other and the same with her body, they had named her "Half-n-Half".  I  redubbed her Celeste and we had an instant bond.  After 16 years with her, she died of natural causes.  I didn't think I could love a pet as much.

I  eventually replaced her with Lily.  She was a mischievous kitten and absolutely adorable.  She thought it was really funny to perch on our headboard of the bed, and bonk sleeping Husband John on the head.  It made him angry, which she loved.

After she was about a year old, I decided that she needed a companion, and happened into a pet store.
There, I found a tiny little white kitten.  1 was told it was a she, and named her Violet.  She quickly gained weight, so I went to get her neutered, and much to my surprise, she was a he.  We changed her name to Willard, and he grew quickly into a beautiful white, long haired cat with green eyes that looked at you lovingly.  While I adored Lily, Willy, as he was nicknamed, stole my heart.  He was very athletic and joined Lily as great hunters.  They regularly brought home some poor victim.  Once, Willard came home with a live mouse, which he let go inside the house.  I freaked out, and literally stood on chairs until Mickey was finally cornered by Willard in our family room, as I breathed a sigh of relief, and we captured Mickey and threw him out.

A month ago, Willard became ill with Feline Diabetes,  Unable to respond to treatment, he passed away.

Yes, we have a lot of pleasure with our Kitties, and Lily is still with us.  We will always have pets, and will love and mourn each one with their passing.