My youngest grandchild turned three yesterday. Her party was a small affair, just Mummy and Daddy and her big brother. But going by the video I saw they all seemed to have had a jolly good time.
I haven't seen Emily and her family since August 2019. I expected to visit them in Norfolk in Spring last year but of course, that wasn't possible. Then they were supposed to come to Ireland in late Summer but that wasn't possible either. I miss seeing them so much. WhatsApp calls are a delight but they don't come with hugs.
I didn't feel up to writing this last night although I did have a lovely phonecall with Emily and her mum even though Emily should have been in bed. Norfolk will be my first port of call as soon as it is safe and restrictions are lifted but goodness knows when that will be. BBC News reports tonight that half of the patients in our local area hospital have tested positive for coronavirus.
In other news, I cut my own hair this evening. Gathered it all into a high ponytail, ran my fingers to its end and cut off around an inch of split ends. I missed a few locks so might have to do it again in the morning.
And I'm in a state of nervous anticipation about Wednesday's inauguration. There will be wine.
2 comments:
Emily is adorable. I hope you can see each other this summer. As for the inauguration we will be breaking out a bottle of Veuve Cliquot that was bought who knows when and then saved for something "really special". I think we have arrived at that special event! (yes, very nervous ourselves)
I have never before been so excited for an American inauguration. It is such a relief. I want it to go well for you. I really believe the trump thing will fizzle out eventually.
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