Sunday, August 28, 2022

Slowly getting back to normal









It has been a week of gradually getting back our lives after Covid.  Beckie stopped by Monday morning to bring us some of her famous chicken and rice soup.  We sat out in the backyard in the shade socially distanced.  It was good to visit with her and the soup was enjoyed for several meals.  I still taught cello lessons all week but with the exception of one in-person on Friday morning, the rest were virtual.  I worked on orchestra business all week, sat through a two-hour Zoom board meeting Tuesday night.  Thursday marked the sixth day after our last fevers so, according to CDC guidelines, we were "not contagious" and we ventured out to the bank and to make a return at a store.  We also had a temple trip planned long ago with Melanie and we kept that - we just wore masks.  We also were scheduled to work in the baptistry Friday evening and we wore our masks and kept that assignment as well, sitting down as much as we could throughout the shift.  It has been challenging to know how much to pace ourselves.  We walked with Fred for the first time Thursday morning but only did half of the usual route.  I spent about fifteen minutes with a shovel in the yard Saturday morning and that was all I could do.  I cleaned the floors on Saturday and ran an errand to JoAnn and to the pottery studio to pick up some stuff and by Saturday night, I knew I had pushed myself  bit too hard.  I have been very weary all day today, opting to take a nap rather than write a blog this morning.  Steve and I figured we would test ourselves Saturday morning as a precautionary measure and we were both still positive!  The test kit was just outside of its expiration date so I picked up more test kits after going to JoAnn and we tested again last night and we were STILL positive!  Ugh!  So Steve opted to stay home from church, I went but I work an N95 mask the whole time.  More ugh!  

As we continued to gain our strength back this week, we obviously did quite a bit of television and movie watching:

The Impossible - not our first time to watch.  It was fun to see a young Tom Holland and it was a powerful movie.
Christmas Mystery - kind of cheesy.
Hachi - our second watch.  Totally sobbed at the end.
Ruby at the Well - started watching this series.  Very charming
Instant Dream Home - a cross between an HGTV show and Random Acts.  The hostess is just a bit much, though, and you mostly want to strangle her.

We have just returned this evening from Ballwin where we helped Larkin celebrate her birthday two days early.  Because we are still testing positive, we ate our ice cream sundaes outside and we had to push the time back due to a lovely cloudburst (which we REALLY needed).  It was fun to be with everyone.









































 

Sunday, August 21, 2022

Covid!


Yes.  Steve and I finally joined the Covid Club this past week.  I had a headache Tuesday morning so I took two tylenol and went to our scheduled temple appointment.  I had a tickly kind of cough during the session.  It wasn't until that evening when I felt kind of crummy that I suspected it might be Covid.  My first test on Wednesday was negative but I think I didn't get the swab up high enough in my nose.  Thursday it was positive.  Steve started suspecting he might be getting it Friday night and began running a fever on Saturday.  Both of us have had "mild" symptoms according to CDC guidelines and I would agree.  We have both had chest congestion but nothing horrible, I had a sore throat one night, plugged noses, weariness, no appetite, and I cannot smell.   I am grateful that things haven't been worse and I attribute it to our vaccines and boosters.  We have been doing a lot of sleeping and movie watching as a result of our quarantine.  I taught a couple of virtual cello lessons along the way.  

Back before all this came down, we helped our friend, Sam Carpintero, celebrate her 31st birthday on Monday night.  She has no family in town that she will speak with (a pretty dysfunctional family).  I cooked a small port roast for pulled BBQ pork and I baked a chocolate birthday cake.  Larkin and Quinn came over later that evening for an end-of-summer sleep over and we watched a rather inane but beautifully animated movie called "Cat" (NOT the Broadway musical - which is inane, too).  We took them with us to the temple parking lot where Emily met us to take them home.  And, now, Quinn and Larkin are showing early Covid symptoms, darn it!  I guess many folks in the ward had Covid this past week.  We watched church services this morning via Zoom and it looked pretty sparse in the congregation.  Below is a photo of Sam with her cake: 


Movie / Show watching for the week:

Cat - see above
the Groot shorts - hilarious
The Kindness of Strangers - sad yet good to see people do kind things
Marry Me - cute
Turning Red - cute
Damn Yankees - Borrowed Emily's DVD and discovered that we could buy our own for $15 so we just did.  I have been singing the music all week.
Alpha - good
Thirteen Lives - SUPER GOOD
Dr. Strange and the Multiverse of Madness - loved it.  Had to call Steven to explain stuff for us afterwards
And, I watched the entire first season of Wheel of Time throughout the week.  They have taken some liberties with the story line -(they would HAVE to because fourteen books with incredibly complicated interweaving story lines would make the show go on for decades.   Some of the characters are not depicted as I would have imagined.  It has been so many years since I actually read all the books that I have just been watching and enjoying what they did with it.  Kind of  racy at times for my taste, I admit.  

So, next week, we will continue to quarantine through Wednesday.  Starting on Thursday, we will wear masks as we re-enter the world.  I don't suspect our energy levels will return for a bit so I am trying to keep my life as simple as possible.  (I know you are all laughing at that)

p.s.  we finally filed a police report regarding our stolen license plates and I picked up new ones Monday afternoon.  

 

Sunday, August 14, 2022

Well, where did the week go?

I sometimes feel like my life is going at a hundred miles an hour and I am just seat belted in and holding on tight!  Monday I worked on finances and, because of a cancelled afternoon/evening outing to the Castor Shut-Ins due to various reasons, I was able to oil paint!!!  Wow, what a treat.  I actually have a commission, if you can believe it.  There was a ward art show (and delicious pancake breakfast) in July and I displayed a very OLD painting I did in 1989 (Sarah was only TWO!!!) of the mittens in Monument Valley.  A man in the ward wanted to buy it but when I said no, he asked if I could reproduce it.  So, that is what I worked on Monday afternoon.  
Tuesday morning was the temple and I think all the rest of my spare time that day was spent working on orchestra business.  Wednesday we did a light grocery shop in the morning and we drove down to House Springs to pick up dog food and deliver orchestra mail to the treasurer in the afternoon.  I gave the dogs their monthly baths and that evening, I picked up Sam Carpintero and we joined the Young Women for a Bob Ross night.  Steve and I had just watched the Netflix documentary on him the night before.  We had a fun time but it was not a true Bob Ross experience because we were using fast-drying acrylic paint and he uses oils.  I am not going to keep my picture as a result.  Thursday I taught lessons all day.  I have fourteen students now!  The four Southerland grandkids (yes, Larkin has begun), two in Columbia, five in Phoenix, and three from here in Saint Louis.  Not all meet weekly, thank goodness.  Thursday night, Steve went with the missionaries to help teach a lesson to a fellow who lives in a rather rough part of the city and while he was there, someone stole our car license plates!  Both front and back.  Grrrrrrr!  We are still trying to get it reported (waiting on the police to give us a call or visit - we have called three times so far) so we can get a report number and then go get new plates at the Dept. of Revenue.  Frustrating.

 Friday, I joined Emily and kids for a trip to Fulton.  One of her former high school students (Danielle) lives there and so we first had lunch with her at a cute restaurant in the downtown Fulton "brick" district called Bek.  Then, we followed Danielle to see her new home out in the country and then she and her husband escorted us to the Fulton nuclear power plant where they both work.  We were not able to actually go inside for a tour but we still got up pretty close to the outside.  Steve remembers taking his Scouts there in the nineties for an inside tour but I guess since 9/11, they don't do that anymore for security reasons.  I get it....  
Saturday was a day to help a lady a bit in the morning with her move, trim my pot and plate at pottery, cut Steve's hair, and do some assorted little projects.  I bought a bookcase from the moving lady and did some rearranging of things to accommodate this new one in the library and I moved the existing one down to the guest room to take the place of the one-dollar metal shelf unit I bought a couple of weeks ago.  That will now go in the toy area.  It was a very productive day.  And, now it is Sunday again.  The ward choir is singing today, I have to teach the Primary lesson again since my co-teacher is still not back in town, and we hope to deliver bouquets of zinnias to some of the ladies we minister to this afternoon.  
Weather has been unseasonably nice for mid-August but it is going to be hotter today.  In addition to the Bob Ross documentary, Steve and I finished this season of the Great Pottery Throwdown.  I also watched a Netflix movie called "Purple Heart".  And that about wraps up the week, folks. 

Photos of the two little rose bushes that bloomed at the same time and of our excursion to the power plant.  Oh, Noah is now officially six feet tall!












 

Monday, August 8, 2022

Learning about Saint Louis

This blog begins with the last day of July.  Mona and Ed, our next door neighbors - the ones who own the house but don't actually live there but are slowly renovating it - took us on a four hour tour of Saint Louis that afternoon.  Ed grew up in East Saint Louis and he knows a LOT of the history of the area.  We began the tour at the Compton Hill Water Tower that was built in the late 19th century on the highest point of ground as part of the city water system.  It stands in a beautifully preserved park with a small lake and lots of sunflowers.



We then drove around downtown to Laclede's Landing and Soulard and Lafayette Park to view the various architectural styles that dominated during specific time periods in the city's history.  We parked and actually went in to Union Station and learned that, at one point, it was the busiest train station in the United States because Saint Louis had one of the only bridges spanning the Mississippi River that could hold the weight of a train.  The station was built by a very superstitious man who incorporated the number seven into much of the building:  seven windows, seven arches, seven everywhere!  When train travel became less popular, the station fell into disrepair but thankfully, it was lovingly restored in the eighties.  At that time, it became an indoor mall with a fancy hotel.  The mall is now gone but the hotel remains and an aquarium and a ferris wheel have taken the place of the shops.  It is a gorgeous structure with a lovely fountain in front across the street.  The three women in the stained glass window represent California, New York and the one in the middle is Saint Louis.  It was so interesting to learn little known facts about the city we live in.   For example, because of the brewery, Anhauser Busch, Saint Louis has some of the best drinking water around.  Also, because of a terrible fire in 1849 that burned the city to the ground, the rebuild was required to be in brick which explains why we are a city of red brick.  It was a lovely time spent with Beckie, Ed and Mona. 





Interestingly, the very next evening found Steve, Beckie, and me on another history tour of sorts.  Bellefontaine Cemetery and Arboretum is over 170 years old, it is located in the north part of the city, and they were giving tours called "Sunset Strolls" throughout the month of July.  I had heard of this cemetery and how beautiful it was and so I signed us up.  It WAS beautiful but is was also HOT and we had to walk and be on our feet the entire two hours so, by the end, I was wondering if it was such a good idea to do something like this in the peak of Missouri summer.   We saw different sections of the cemetery (like a Chinese sector) and learned about tombstone iconography.  We saw assorted famous people's headstones (see Vincent Price's), and the tour guide told us that some Mormon pioneers were buried there after they left Nauvoo - only he pronounced like noveau  (new-vo) when "James" Smith was murdered (Joseph) and that his likeness is on the tops of the temples.  Hmmmm.  For someone who knows a lot about cemeteries, he sure didn't know much about our church.  Before our tour, Beckie treated us to dinner at a new Hawaiian restaurant that served very authentic Hawaiian food and she treated us to ice cream at Clementine's afterwards.  Thanks, Beckie!!!



After Monday, we had a fairly uneventful week.  The garden is producing and I even picked three ears of corn that had not been sullied by the stupid squirrels.  


Steve finished his project of hanging outdoor lights around our deck.  They are so nice and they bring up a bit of nostalgia.  When I was a girl in El Paso, my dad hung outdoor lights from the house to the back fence and during the summer months, Juli and I and Jamie Kaye and other neighborhood friends would play in the back yard - going barefoot on the sticker-free grass (no one else on our block had sticker free lawns!).  We'd play freeze tag and red rover into the night.  



We rode bikes a couple of times in the evening and spotted a white bird of some kind on the lake in Carondelet Park.


Elise came into town on Friday so she and Steve could attend the Cardinals vs Yankees game.  They had planned to take the MetroLink to the game but our historic flooding a week prior had damaged some of the stations so I ended up driving them to the game (it is about a 15 minute trip one way) and picking them back up at the end (Cardinals won!)  In between time, I watched the new "Persuasion" on Netflix and thought it was a fun take on the book.  Saturday, Steve and I had the baptistry and then we drove to Emily's for piano lessons.  Elise also went to the temple that afternoon.  In the evening we watched the 1939 version of "Beau Geste".  For some reason, Steve had mentioned the movie in relation to Snoopy and Woodstock in French foreign legion attire marching to Fort Zinderneuf so I thought we should watch it.  I found it at the public library and checked it out.  It was a surprisingly well crafted movie and we all enjoyed it.  

On Sunday, I was sustained as a Primary teacher and I got to teach the lesson right away.  It was the same class that I had substituted in the week before so I kind of knew who the kids were (8 year olds - total of four students) My co-teacher had to leave for Tennessee unexpectedly this week so I asked Elise to be my co-teacher and we taught about Job!  We only had two kids but one was equal to about five!  Very smart but very wiggly and talkative!  

Beckie and the Southerlands came over for dinner that evening.  I cooked corn on the cob, Steve made baked beans and grilled pork steaks, Beckie grilled veggies, Emily brought a fruit salad and vanilla ice cream to go with the chocolate zucchini cake I baked.  Good eating!