Let me tell you a little story. Once upon a time, three girls who did not know each other went to college in the land of Jayhawks. Unbeknownst to each of them, they joined the same wise sorority. In the short four years they shared together, they became dear dear friends and through date parties and sharing makeup and drinking beer and weddings and babies and long distance, are still to this day. We shared dinner together on Saturday night. Boge drove down all by her little self from Lawrence leaving her two babies and hubby behind to surprise Pinky. In her words, "Reunited and it feels so good!" My goodness it had been months and months since the three of us were together! It was particularly good being together, albeit too short, since Pinky is headed down South for a year. My heart is heavy with her impending move, but I am so thankful we are a) friends b) will forever be friends c) have had sugar & egg time in the same city d) only having to endure this separation 12 months.
We celebrated Father's Day on Sunday with a delicious meal on Sunday at my folks' house. If I tell you what we had you might drool on your keyboard, so just be prepared that that might happen. Raspberry salsa dip with blue chips, veggies and dip, bloody marys, mashed potatoes, Pennsylvania cheese grits, barbeque brisket, baked squash & zucchini, sweet corn, fresh fruit, strawberry pretzel salad, three been salad, bread & butter, Texas sheet cake, vanilla custard, and lemon cheesecake topped with fresh fruit. Oh my, I guess we sound like gluttons! It was magnificent. It was good to be with so many fathers whom I love, especially my own. Melts my heart to see my own daughter spend time with her Grampy. And of course to see her with her own daddy!
Grandma Betty had back surgery Tuesday and is recovering well. We visited her today at the hospital. This precious picture was taken on Sunday: