I have been hoping every day for something normal to happen. Was it possible? Since last October, my life has been upside down. Yesterday was a particularly down day. Everyone is struggling, I know. I wish I could share something normal, just for a quick second, with each of my friends.
Everyone who knows me, knows that My Larry is in the restaurant business. He loves his job and he loves his clients. Yesterday , because of the quarantine, Larry gave me a sweet gift.
One of Larry’s clients, one of my favorite restaurants in fact….has opened to serve the public “take away” in lieu of their dining room being open.
Larry informed me that he ordered dinner. Dinner from a restaurant where in normal days, we ate at weekly. CHUY’S! My favorite! {it would be ready in 20 min}
We pulled into our spot and texted our info to the restaurant! A young man with a mask and gloves came out with a huge bag. Our dinner!
I know that we had never experienced Chuy’s like this before. Larry was smiling and you should have smelled our dinner. It was wonderful.
We came directly home, Emptied the bag, washed up and got ready to enjoy.
As we all experience our new normal, please do not forget to incorporate your old normal with your new normal. It is amazing! We had our favorite Tex Mex dinner and our favorite Pennsylvania beer. Our old normal is now our new normal.
Be creative, do 20 jumping jacks, smile when you do not want to and follow your heart.
Do you know what the common theme is between our old normal and our new normal? NORMAL.
Chuy’s has always been a constant for me. Whether it was getting me through cancer treatments (twice) , tornado damage or the C-virus. What is your constant? How can you fit it into today’s world?
Stay safe, stay strong.
Love you beyond the moon.
Me
The new normal I’m not really sure what that is. If it’s anything like yesterday then I don’t like it. Monday I was contacted by a guy who is fostering a Newfoundland named Dakota. Dakota is a senior and is on medication. He called me on Monday and told me that she wasn’t eating or taking her medication. His vet is a mobile vet and she didn’t have time to go by and evaluate Dakota but said she would do a virtual visit. I’m sorry but how is that going to help this pup looking at her by FaceTime. I called the vet to tell her that I needed her to see Dakota. At the end of the day she talked to the foster and told the foster that I was rude and racist. The vet is black but I could care less if you were purple at the end of the day it’s about the dog I was speechless and hurt.
Dakota passed away yesterday. I feel like I failed her. I’m sad and mad that more was not done for her.
I hope you and Larry are staying safe and have a great day.