Tales from the Pandemic 22

Time is a strange thing.  Sometimes it feels like it is moving so slow, where each day feels like a week.  I thought the last two weeks of March was never ending.  It felt like the longest month ever.  So much had been taken away from us with no warning; school, dining out, the movies, shopping in stores, attending doctor and dentist appts, being around friends, going to events, socializing, going in to the office, etc.  We all had to quickly adjust to a new way of life.  There was no choice but to adapt.  

4 1/2 months later, time no longer feels like it is crawling.  I am actually surprised by how fast the weeks are flying by.  Most everything is open again; doctors appts, dining in restaurants, shopping in stores and hair salons.  But not everything is business as usual and we still have to be uber careful not to get too close to others, we have to wear a mask, keep 6 ft distance, wash hands excessively, and socializing is still incredibly limiting.  I can't believe it is August.  Each week is going quicker than the last.  I couldn't tell you exactly what has been filling up our time, but boy do I feel busy! 

I guess we are getting used to our new normal; but it still feels so strange.  Jeff, the kids and I are focusing on doing more things outside.  We are doing a segway tour in Philadelphia, whitewater rafting in Harper's Ferry, a week at the beach in OC, NJ, visits to our local pool, and lots of miles logged early in the morning with Lucy.  Trying to make something of our summer and not feel like we are stuck in the house all the time.   We've been eating a lot of take-out food and going to the outside patio areas of restaurants.  I'm weary of eating inside a restaurant and try not to do it if given a choice.

Since this whole mess started back in March, the kids and I do a movie at home every Sunday afternoon.  I get us popcorn (3 larges for only $9) at our local movie theatre that sells concessions to help keep the employees paid.  We pick a favorite film I've seen and want to introduce the kids to. The challenge comes from finding something that would appeal to both Ian and Samantha.  So far, I have a pretty good track record.  We all enjoy this time together and I do hope this new tradition continues beyond the pandemic.

Ian is registered for his dance classes this Fall and will be able to do them in person.  We are still waiting to hear how religious school will be handled, but I have a feeling it will continue to be virtual like it ended up Spring this past school year.  

Unfortunately the biggie we were hoping for in-person was middle school and high school.  At one point, it looked like our district was giving us a choice on in-person or virtual.  But one week after everyone submitted their preference, the school district changed their minds and decided all students were going virtual. Oy!  I am not sure how this is going to in our house.  I am very worried for Samantha with this coming school year.  Her learning style did not work being virtual in the Spring and needs to be in a classroom with a teacher.  I know we will get tutors to help her, but this is her year to transition to middle school and I was hoping more for her than this.

Sleep is all messed up for us.  Bed times no longer mean anything and the kids regularly go to sleep way past when Jeff & I do.  It's nuts. There is no real reason the kids have to go to bed at more reasonable time because there is no reason for them to get up early the next day.  So that means the kids sleep to 10:00am or longer.  Like I said, it is all messed up and trying to get something on a regular schedule when school starts will take time.

So much of the country continues to be doing a bad job trying to get Covid-19 under control.  Fortunately, NoVa is doing well and our new cases confirmed each day is not too bad.  It's good to know that we are taking mask wearing and social distancing serious and it's working.  Maybe we'll be able to get back into school sooner than later.  

Tales from the Pandemic 21

It's been 100 days since all this craziness has begun.  We are now in Phase 2 and more things have opened and/ or capacity of people allowed have increased.  Restaurants can now allow people to dine inside.  Pools can open as long as it is kept to less than 50 people and you are continuously moving in the water.

I am typically an upbeat and positive person.  I can usually find the silver lining in just about any situation.  I've long ago realized that there is no use in complaining and to take control of the situation.  But I am pretty sure I've reached my breaking point.  It's just too much time at home!   Plain and simple.  I am tired of feeling like every time I go to the store or a restaurant or anywhere outside, I am going to get Covid-19.  I am tired of running into people I know at the store and not being able to give them a hug hello.  I am tired of questioning everything I touch and I can't get to purell quick enough to undo whatever I might have inadvertently done.

I am most tired of not being able to plan a trip to Orlando and know that I can be within 6 feet of my parents.

We've started letting Ian hang out with friends.  At this point, it is more important to our mental health to be social than risk getting Covid-19.  I was able to do lunch with a few close friends on a screened in porch.  It was perfect.  I truly felt like I was set free from prison - if only for a few hours.  It felt so good to do something this normal and just be around friends.  It was so needed.

I know we need to continue to be vigilant and always wear a mask in public.  If only we could know when this would be over.  I am currently scared as to what will happen in the Fall with our return to school.  The rumors flying around is that it will be virtual.  Oh boy, the thought of this makes me depressed.  I am not sure Samantha is going to be able to thrive in this kind of environment.  She is transitioning to new school and all the teachers will be brand new to her.  It's already tough when you are able to see all of this in person, now imagine it just over a video in your computer.

Back in the day, when we were at our all-time high of activities and my time was consumed every afternoon running from point A to B to C to D getting the kids to where they needed to go, I always thought to myself, wouldn't it be nice to have a break?   Ha!  Now, I long for those days and would give anything to take Samantha to religious school or Ian to his dance classes.

I have come to despise Zoom.  When you have a big group of people trying to have a conversation or conduct a meeting, it is a painful experience.

I am so ready for this to all go away and have our lives back to they way we were before March 13th showed up on the calendar. 

Tales from the Pandemic 20

Trying to make the most of a birthday during a quarantine, the Oshry's came over and surprised Ian with a one-sided water balloon fight to wish him a Happy Birthday.  And boy, was Ian surprised!  What a fun and awesome family to come over and throw water balloons at Ian.  Just a little something to make his birthday special during our time at home.

Afterwards, Jeff, Ian, Lucy and I walked to Jersey's Subs and picked up lunch to take back home.  3.6 miles later, we were happy campers getting out on this beautiful day and taking in fresh air. 

I signed Ian up for a drop-in Improv class with 2nd City in Chicago later in the afternoon.  He was initially not happy about this, but I think the class was not that bad and he said he would do it again if he had a friend join him.  Yay!

And the day ended with our first dinner out in 13 weeks at Ozzies.  Ian is now 15! 

Tales from the Pandemic 19

Phase 1 went into effect on Friday, May 29th.  Restaurants are allowed to now offer a dining experience, as long as it is outside and the tables are spaced far enough apart to be socially safe.  The waitstaff all have to wear masks, and the menus were disposable, one-time use. Furthermore, the tables and chairs gets wiped down after each use. It feels like all the necessary precautions are taking place.

Our return to a restaurant was Ozzie's at Fairfax Corner.  It was a gorgeous night to be outdoors and the perfect place for our first outing. And it was May 31st, we were able to celebrate Ian's birthday. Win!

It was nice to see people enjoying being out, but doing it safely.  Although, I found it uncomfortable and awkward that the wait staff had masks on and we didn’t (obviously you can’t wear one when eating).  They were protecting us from them, but we were not doing anything to protect them from us.  It just felt unfair to the people who worked at the restaurant. 

We did something cool at the end of the meal.  We knew restaurants were hurting from not being able to be open for 13 weeks and seating outside was going to be limited compared to the amount of tables they have to offer indoors.   When the bill came, we gave a 100% tip.  $86 big ones!  It felt so good to be able to do this.  This could become an expensive habit to get into until the pandemic is over. 

Tales from The Pandemic 18

Finally the dentist office opened and both kids had their dentist appts for routine cleanings.  Only 1 kid could go in at a time, while me and the other kid had to wait in the car.  When it was Ian’s turn to hang with me, “Summer Nights” from Grease came on the radio.  Ian and I spontaneously sang a duet.  He was Danny and I was Sandy. 

I can’t think of any other circumstances except a pandemic that would put us in this situation and make it possible for this to occur.  It was a light-hearted and fun 5 minutes during all this bleakness.

Happy to report no cavities for either kid.

Tales from The Pandemic 17

Phase 1 for Northern Virginia allowed Hair Salons and Barber Shops to open with some modifications. Masks must be worn, maximum number of people need to be kept to a certain number (10, I think), and retail stores have to keep it to 50% capacity.  Restaurants can only do outside dinning and tables spaced far enough apart to be socially distanced.  It's a whole new world, but its nice to see businesses starting to open again.

It's been 11 weeks since Ian was able to get a haircut.  This kid needed a haircut just before the world shut down, so for someone who needs a haircut every 4 weeks, going 15 weeks is verging on enough hair to use as a mop on the floor.  Ian's hair finally made it past the cowlicks and started laying flat.  It wasn't so shaggy looking as much as it was a lot of volume!  Ina has a very thick head of hair.

We have a favorite hair stylist who Ian has been seeing for over 6 years.  We've even moved barber shops when Quang moved to a new one that went from across the street from where we live to a few miles down the road.  He knows how to work with Ian's many cowlicks and does a great job every time. 

Quang and I texted when we heard the barber shop would open again.  We got to be his first haircut!  And it was very necessary. 


BEFORE:

Everyone had to wear masks the whole time.

AFTER:  one happy boy!

Ian turns 15 in the middle of a Pandemic!

Ian is 15 years old!  The past 15 years has flown by; I wake-up and can't believe my oldest child is now 15.  Ian simply amazes me with his all his ideas for so many things; themed-restaurants, tv series, movies, and musicals.  It seems like each day he has planned something new he wants to develop.  It is so fascinating listening to him describe his ideas.  They are generally well thought out and he has got a script going and musical numbers far along in creation.  Ian gets so excited telling us about all of it.  I love the way his mind thinks.

You can always tell when Ian is happy.  He doesn't stop talking.  He will find everything under the sun to chat about; but he does not stop.

This past June, as soon as school ended, Ian starred in a short film. He played a Jewish blind gay boy. And he killed it!  It is going to be entered in film festivals. We finally got to see it about a month ago and it was so neat seeing him in a movie, albeit 6 minutes long, but still a movie!

Ian realized he needs to know how to dance and sing if he has any chance of making it.  He has embraced taking dance classes and voice lessons.  Each week, Ian is in a boys ballet class, tap class, musical theatre class (1/2 voice, 1/2 dance) and voice lessons 2x a week. He went from being so uncoordinated and leaping into walls to actually being able to hold his own.  His progress this past school year is wonderful.

Ian has been a big help around the house this year and will mow the lawn, take out the trash, and unload the dishwasher.  He has been enjoying cooking and makes pita chips regularly.

Ian has been using his extra downtime to develop and write a mockumenetary about Jewish sleep-away camp. He has 11 episodes done so far.  And its really good!

This coming school year, Ian will be taking classes through Fairfax Academy for musical theatre.  It is really cool that our public school system offers a more concentrated course in something you want to pursue in college and beyond.

Ian is considerate, funny, sweet and wants nothing more than to please us.  He works hard at school and keeps on top of all his assignments on his own.   Ian is responsible and considerate.  He has a great group of friends from his theatre world and enjoys being social.  A few months ago, a restaurant called Velocity Wings opened at University Mall and Ian fell in love with their wings.  He made it his mission to go multiple times a week with friends and got to know the whole staff.   Unfortunately, this fun came to an abrupt ending with Covid-19 and everything being shut-down.

This coming year is the one when Ian can get his learner's permit. He has been counting down for this milestone for years.  Ian can't wait to get behind the wheel.   What a new world it will be to have him driving us around.

Happy 15th birthday to my impressive Ian.  Daddy and I can't wait to see what your future holds.  May this coming year bring you many opportunities to be creative, musical, and great roles on stage to see you shine.  We love you very much!

Ian's first day of 9th grade