I had a birthday this
week. It’s OK if you feel you missed it, because I typically celebrate a week
or so. My family says it’s “or so.” And because I typically plan my own party,
usually a surprise party, this quarantine business was not cooperating with my
typical celebration.
I have been beyond
blessed-I’ve planned trips and the Good to Go Group Travel gang has celebrated
my April 29th birthday in South Africa, in Switzerland, and in Italy,
to name only a few. 50 in North Dakota was my age then, not my 50th
state. Yes, I’m very blessed to have had birthdays all over the world, but this
year the Good to Go Girl celebrated in… her driveway. A first.
I’ll be honest, I
haven’t been my usual peppy Patti self
these weeks. No travel, no entertaining gigs, no speaking engagements, you know,
I’m “unessential”. I could care less about the birthday year number (59, if
you’re wondering) but the huge, sudden change in my busy life-that has done quite
a number on me.
Niece Jena Beth and the
Much Older Sister knew I needed a dose of my own medicine and planned a
surprise birthday party parade. They arranged for me to be given laughter and
joy by the car loads. Our driveway and yard were decorated with balloons and a
giant birthday sign. I had an empty suitcase (curious?) and the neighbors
started to gather. I heard it before I saw it. Here comes the Grove Fire Chief
and the big, beautiful ladder fire engine. Dang! This IS a parade!
And here they came,
people I love from all the corners of my crazy life, in their cars and trucks
decorated with balloons and garlands and flowers. Many stopped with cards or
something fun to go in that empty suitcase that didn’t stay that way long. Who
knew Grove had so many convertibles? And even though the wind was a gale, the
music blared, and the queenly waves and wishes made my heart soar.
Social distancing was
respected, even with live musical performances from Broadway show tunes (thank
you Ron Young) to country hits with complete sound systems (thank you Susie
Niehus) to original rewrites (thank you George Fracek). From Lori Klickman and her sister Cindy's dancing (the choreography that
accompanied was brilliant!) to arriving in a Jeep Kaiser military troop vehicle. I was moved to happy and thankful tears.
Toilet paper rolls with
tiny treasures tucked in the tubes were tossed for me to gather. Candy, (good
stuff) was thrown out just like the Christmas parade. One car sported a jolly
fellow that looked a lot like Santa Claus but this Santa dropped off wine!
Cars, trucks, SUV’s, a military vehicle, a stroller with the cutest baby ever
and that one rather plain woman. Oh wait, that was Bob Carlson sporting the
dress he put on to surprise me on a girls’ only trip. (And he can still fit in
it after quarantine!) What a lovely surprise and effort. Not to be outdone, Superman
and Wonder Woman also made a pass by.
A couple of the vehicles
even had their own masks over their front grills and David Adzigian/Patti
Demier handed their gift to me on a 6’ pole! So caution was not thrown to the
wind, even if some the decorations were.
I heard another familiar
horn and I looked up to see… a motor coach. Yep, there’s our favorite
driver/pastor Donnie making his way down Sunset Circle in a coach with his two darling
grand-girls and a hound dog. Homemade cards and signs are all over my
quarantined living room, waiting to be sprayed with sanitizer. And I can’t say “thank
you” enough about the greeting cards that came my way. As the queen of
repurpose and reuse-I was amazed and moved at how my clever friends could edit
Get Well cards and cross out lines in used Christmas cards to make them PERFECT
for my birthday! Price was NO object, I loved it!
The worst part of the
day? I couldn’t hug everyone and show them how much it meant to me.
The best part of the day?
All the laughs and memories we will have now for birthday 2020.
Once again, I have been
blessed. I was in the driveway instead of out on the road, but I’ll remember my
birthday party parade and all the fun it delivered.
Thank you to everyone
that gifted me with joy and laughter. The best birthday present ever.
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