Life's a Stitch

If someone had told me last year, that I would have a second birthday during the time of Covid, I'd have been in compete denial. Welcome, reality. 

The kids hosted a  Zoom Lobsterfest, sending me to the grocery store to buy the bits for our lobster dinner, plus wine and treats. 

C and I did our parts for a home baked wheat, nut and sugar free Boston Cream Pie, hitting all our dietary needs and preferences for my traditional choice of a birthday cake. 

Our pandemic rules have loosened ever so slightly, allowing you to establish a consistent bubble of ten people, with whom you can visit in an outdoor setting. That allowed me to extend this birthday for all it was worth. I was treated to outdoor lunch by my longtime friend, who took me too Egg Bomb, a Korean brunch restaurant in Langley known for their beautiful presentation.

One more – outdoor lunch with good friends, followed by Italian pastries on the deck. 

That's five in our bubble of ten (including ourselves). Room for five more. I was going through serious social contact withdrawal. Are we betting on a third pandemic birthday for next year? Ha. You never know. I am not a betting woman.

We have now hit the one year mark of returning home from Bali last year, and beginning our quarantine, then isolation. This wasn't a bad week, considering.