In the years to come when your grand’munks ask you what it was like to live through the pandemic, what stories will you tell them? My strongest and strangest memory will be of celebrating my birthday during the lockdown. The grocery store shelves were empty and it was impossible to buy flour to make a birthday cake let alone get one from the bakery. I made a sunflower seed cupcake instead. The Post Office was overwhelmed by online orders and I only got one birthday card on time (the rest arrived three months late!) I had just arrived back from an overseas trip and had to quarantine, so, I could not spend the day with my family. My ever resourceful cousin Vinnie built a catapult and sent my present by “air mail” into the quarantine compound. I tried to make the best of the day, and sang “Happy Birthday” to myself. (Remind me to take some singing lessons in the future.) I used the self timer feature on my camera to take some photos of the “party.”
With no ingredients to bake with, I improvised
with a no-bake sunflower seed cupcake.
It came out pretty good!
I was so excited when my card and present arrived.
I wonder who sent the card?
The card is from my kids.
The present is from my cousin. I wonder if it is safe to open? Last year, I made the mistake of shaking his present [a make your own fireworks set] and it sort of exploded.
I think it might be safer to use it as party table.
The highlight of the day was when one of my fellow quarantine inmates tried to crash the party. He snuck through a small opening between the logs and raided the party platter.
Well, someone needs to eat all the snacks!
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