There’s a birthday coming up in our household. John’s birthday.
I guess you could say it’s a quarantine birthday. But John and I love being home, so it’s not a huge sacrifice to stay in and celebrate.
If the world were normal, we may have traveled to Lake Tahoe for the week or Las Vegas for the weekend, two of John’s favorite destinations.
If stay-at-home orders were not in place, we may have taken a rideshare to one of this favorite Chandler spots that serves a great sazerac. John loves New Orleans, too.
But the world is not normal and we have to stay put until the middle of May. Not a problem. We’ll throw a fiesta at home.
We’ve already placed an order for pre-made margaritas at a nearby liquor store. In the next few days I’ll put in the call for a party platter of Mexican munchies at a local restaurant. If I’m lucky, I’ll find a cake shop that is open. I’m thinking bundt cake.
And just like that, a fiesta is planned, albeit with a guest list of two, and the two includes the birthday boy.
But the concept is the same, whether big or small, under quarantine or not. Order the drinks, food, and dessert. Decorate. Celebrate.
If anyone wants to see the birthday boy, maybe they can do one of those drive-by parades we’ve been seeing a lot on social media lately. I’ll wheel John out onto the balcony where he can wave to the unwashed masses.
Then later, we will nap. Or watch a movie. Or who knows what? There is no game plan, and that is all part of the fun, right?




















