Whose idea was it to put Holy Week the week immediately preceding tax day? And, how did this 100th birthday party at my house get to be the end of tax week? It’s all too much!
I survived (just barely) Holy Week and tax day, and now I am planning for 20 to drop in for a 100th birthday party this Saturday.
A good 20 years ago, my ex was writing op-ed pieces for the local paper on lgbt issues when she received a note from a woman named Yvonne. We all met and became friends. Over a period of years be would go out to dinner with her more and more frequently. After my ex and I split, I continued visiting with Yvonne, and eventually we began meeting for dinner monthly. When she fell and broke her hip 5 or 6 years ago, I was at the hospital daily, then the nursing home daily (where she went for rehab) then her apartment daily to check on her. I eventually cut it down to once a week.
I love being with Yvonne – her memory is better than mine is these days, and she is interesting to talk with. Oh how different it was to be a lesbian in the 1920’s and 30’s. Yes, there were gay bars in the city back then (who knew?) She got a tattoo when she was quite young – a small blue heart. She has shown me a pictures of her old girlfriend – the one she still carries in her bill-fold – one of many women she dated who eventually married men. It was different back then.
Yvonne lives alone still and does a fine job of it. Every day she gets up by 10am – eats breakfast (more of a brunch) and is dressed by noon. She smokes away the day, read the daily paper, and has her one high-ball at 4pm before fixing her dinner. She loves to read and generally does that for an hour or two before bed. Another friend of hers will often pop in for 5 or 10 minutes on her way home from work.
On Saturday Yvonne will turn 100 years old.
Her only family – a niece’s daughter, grandchildren and great-grandchildren – will be coming from around the country to celebrate. Yvonne, who is generally not happy about most things, even let me see a bit of a smile when I talked about the party yesterday.
The party is focusing my attention on some long-neglected deep cleaning around my house, so that will feel good when it is done – but oh, the work to be done until that time! Thankfully others are providing the food, so I don’t have to worry about all of that.
Pray that the temperature stays well above freezing, since I plan to move my 50+ house plants outside to allow for use of the sun room (and I don’t want to have to move them all back indoors), and pray that the rain that is supposed to arrive on Saturday waits until after the festivities so that the 5 children under 12 have someplace to run and play. My house is not set up for children.