I met my book group buddies on Friday evening to attend the visitation for our friend Connie Welch. Jim seemed genuinely glad to see us. Afterwards, we went to Ellendale's and had a lovely meal.
I headed out to visit with the folks for Mother's day on Saturday. The flowers I had sent arrived on Friday, so I told Mom I would cook anything she wanted for dinner on Sunday. She wanted corn on the cob. Hmmm. To go with, I made one of my family's favorite dishes, Company Chicken Casserole, green beans, spinach and strawberry salad, and rolls. Strawberries with angel food cake for dessert.
We all went to the funeral home Sunday evening for visitation for my cousin Patricia. I felt so sorry for her children. Poor Tracy could not stop crying and Stephen looked, well, hollow. They had lost their father a few years ago, and now they were without their mother. Even in their 30s, this is a devastating loss. Patricia was 63, never smoked a day in her life, and died of lung cancer.
Last night was my general fiction book group, and we discussed Angels & Demons by Dan Brown. We had quite a lively intercourse on the subjects of religion and science. Then Lesa, who constantly tells us she doesn't cook, served the best meal of roast chicken, green beans, mac & cheese, and potato salad. She can no longer get out of cooking again!