• corona virus 2020,  crazy stuff,  party party,  rando bits,  raving lunatic rant

    cheers to your health

    thedayigotsick.

    Life was careening along at such a hopping pace and then Ka-bammo! I got covid. It’s sort of funny that the day I took the above photo was the day I started to feel sick. It was just a sore throat in the morning which is really common for me because I like to sleep with the window open and I often wake up with a slight sore throat. I usually don’t worry about it and it wears off by noon. Not that day. It wasn’t bad but by the afternoon I started to feel achy and tired. I probably infected a bunch of people and didn’t even know it. (I’m sorry!)

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    That was the day we went to Long Beach and shopped a bunch of vintage stores looking for “fabulous” costumery to wear to my party. Actually, I already have a fabulous outfit for myself (of course!) but I thought I’d stuff one of my vintage suitcases with some whacky clothes for party guests to wear if they needed to zhuzh up their outfits. You know, just in case they aren’t fabulous enough already. Just me being me going over the top as usual.

    We found a bunch of treasures and had so much fun until I started to feel sick. I actually didn’t buy any of the above except the light blue tuxedo shirt on the bottom and then when I started to feel feverish on the drive home I wore it and it was super soft and comfortable.

    When I got home I went straight to bed. I was worried.

    The next day I took a test and yep. Covid. I guess all the cool kids are getting it now. (Yes, that’s a joke.) I felt pretty crappy for about two days and slept as much as I could. Then on the third day, I started to feel better. Not too shabby! Is that because covid isn’t very strong anymore or is it because I’m vaccinated? We’ll never know.

    I think the hardest part was forcing myself to stay in quarantine when I felt fine. Nothing new here. People have been doing this for two years straight! I did get a lot of desk work done which was nice… but I missed going outside. We have a community laundromat so that meant no laundry was getting done for a while.

    Then on day seven (this morning!) I tested negative!! Yay!

    clubhouse-1

    Feeling all chipper and excited to get out, I walked my masked self down to our apartment complex clubhouse to check out the party site to make final arrangements. Nothing is going as planned.  What did I expect? The woman I reserved the room with wasn’t there and her boss was instead and guess what? There are a lot of rules I wasn’t informed about when I made the first reservation.

    The first new rule: closing time. I have to make sure we are out of the room by 10 pm sharp, and that means out and cleaned up by 10 with a security guard locking up. That’s gonna be challenging. Sorry folks! Time to get out and take a plate with you on your way out. After party in my tiny apartment with white carpet? Eeek! I guess we’ll see how that goes. The invitations are already out and sent so I can’t really change the location now.

    The second new rule: no alcohol outside of the clubhouse. This does not really work well with my margarita truck idea or that open-air covid-free patio meandering I was hoping for. I mean how are you going to get your drink from the truck to the clubhouse? Drive the truck into the clubhouse??  I spoke to the margarita truck guy (my client) and apparently, this happens all the time so they will serve drinks inside the clubhouse. But what’s the fun in that?? The truck is just for looks?

    Phooey.

    Anyway, I’m sure it will be fine. I’m just slightly annoyed. I guess there are bigger things to worry about, like women’s rights going backwards in time. Sigh.

    Cheers to your health!

  • 15 minute posts,  corona virus 2020,  party party,  rando bits

    It’s a Sickness

    lets-get-old-and-be-fabulous-planning

    Hah! It’s Tuesday and I’m blogging AND I have a new banner! Wowie Zowie! One day late for my Monday writing schedule and one day early for my monthly banner schedule. I’d say I’m on fire! It’s hard to believe that only last month I was in the pits of despair. I’ve really bounced back. I’ve actually been a bit manic even. I’m not bipolar, even though I’ve asked my psychiatrist about it many many times, but it does feel like it. I am just a whack-a-doodle. I’ve been diagnosed with an anxiety disorder and my very special symptom is TOO MUCH energy. Isn’t that weird? Some people are tired all the time. I’m one of those freaks who can’t stop being busy.

    Lately, I’ve been obsessively planning my own fabulous fiftieth birthday party!  I felt guilty about it for a long time because how can I be so shallow as to throw myself a party when the world is crumbling and everyone is coming out of a four-part pandemic? But the more people I shared my ideas with, the more everyone reassured me that it was okay to do what makes me happy. These kinds of plans really do make me happy. It’s a sickness. I get obsessed with one particular subject and I can’t stop. But you already know that. You’ve been coming here for a long time for this particular brand of crazy!

    I’m not going to share all of my ideas because I want there to be lots of surprises for everyone who is coming but I will share a few:

    1. brendaritas OF COURSE in pink plastic glasses (pool rules) Maybe the margarita truck?
    2. stickers!
    3. a nostalgic pot luck (I’m super excited about this…think: pop tarts, your mom’s hotdogs, and rice recipe, crockpot queso…all the things!)
    4. you’re old and fabulous bingo!
    5. prizes (I need ideas of things I can make to keep costs down)
    6. dancing (because I am a dancing queen!)
    7. 60s-70s fab-glam dress-up (YES!!!)
    8. an earring making station (pink pom poms, ping pong balls)
    9. photos, photos, photos!
    10. the vector wall will be brought back

    In other news:

    peony-season-2022-1

    Yep. It’s peony season. I thought about making a whole post of just peony pictures but I think that might be kind of boring and I’ve done it before. So let’s just slide a few pictures in between talking about illness!

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    You might have figured it out by now. Bug came down with covid.

    covid-taculous

    She’s fine. Her symptoms are mild. She had one day of aches and pains and loss of half her tastebuds but she’s fine now. Unfortunately, she’s still testing positive and that means we have to quarantine her. It’s like 2020 will never end. We’ve been lucky for a long time to escape catching covid so I guess it’s about time we got it but Bug is super bummed to be missing her last week of school with all the fun of signing yearbooks and saying goodbye to friends for the summer. And then when she’s better she’ll get to go back and take finals. Wooh. Poor kid.

    chin-lady

    So lots of inside time.

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    It’s fine for me because I can stay inside and work work work (even catch up!) and plan my crazy party but Bug has been going stir crazy.

    Hopefully, she tests negative before the end of the week!