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Happy Birthday, Mama!
Today was two different days. We had to get up at a decent hour, and there was an egg for me, and then there was a funeral. It was both easy and difficult; I didn’t cry while singing, but neither did I give a performance worthy of a vocal major. Luckily, I wasn’t solo.
The reception after the actual funeral was much closer to a celebration and joyous remembrance of his life, and I sat at a table with April, her three daughters, and their respective husband, friend, and coat. They were quite entertaining, and even slightly reminiscent of Reynolds family gatherings in their amiable silliness. There were things to eat at the reception; April made sure that there were chicken shreds for us carnivorous types, and I drank a bowl of chicken-noodle-soup broth with no noodles in it. And then back to the house, for a completely different day.
People seem to “rest” a lot here, with naps and quiet time and odd little interludes. There was some resting, and then Opal and Raven and the grownups came, and there were long relaxed conversations about what people are doing with their lives. Jason, Opal’s husband, is fairly clever and quite pretty. I’m glad to be related to him, even by marriage. There was fancy dinner that Opal brought, with rice, cranberries, ice cream, pie, and chili with beans I couldn’t eat, and salad, green beans and shreds of meat in the chili that I could. April gave me another hard-boiled egg, and I survived the evening on long sniffs of the one piece of apple April put on my plate.
Jaime, April’s husband, had turned the TV on earlier, and though we missed the rest of the original Robin Hood in favor of dinner (I’d never seen it! I had no idea Cary Elwes was imitating someone! And he was right on!), there was half of Speed (Keanu Reeves is so bad), most of Spiderman, and all of The Mummy (I bore that last one all by myself) after dinner. Cheese makes a good dessert/substitute for popcorn. Jaime is quite a good uncle. Good to watch movies with, and shows me cool stuff; he works for some kind of construction company, so he has backhoes and cranes and stuff, but also gets to drive tanks (?)… I like tanks.
Today was two different days. We had to get up at a decent hour, and there was an egg for me, and then there was a funeral. It was both easy and difficult; I didn’t cry while singing, but neither did I give a performance worthy of a vocal major. Luckily, I wasn’t solo.
The reception after the actual funeral was much closer to a celebration and joyous remembrance of his life, and I sat at a table with April, her three daughters, and their respective husband, friend, and coat. They were quite entertaining, and even slightly reminiscent of Reynolds family gatherings in their amiable silliness. There were things to eat at the reception; April made sure that there were chicken shreds for us carnivorous types, and I drank a bowl of chicken-noodle-soup broth with no noodles in it. And then back to the house, for a completely different day.
People seem to “rest” a lot here, with naps and quiet time and odd little interludes. There was some resting, and then Opal and Raven and the grownups came, and there were long relaxed conversations about what people are doing with their lives. Jason, Opal’s husband, is fairly clever and quite pretty. I’m glad to be related to him, even by marriage. There was fancy dinner that Opal brought, with rice, cranberries, ice cream, pie, and chili with beans I couldn’t eat, and salad, green beans and shreds of meat in the chili that I could. April gave me another hard-boiled egg, and I survived the evening on long sniffs of the one piece of apple April put on my plate.
Jaime, April’s husband, had turned the TV on earlier, and though we missed the rest of the original Robin Hood in favor of dinner (I’d never seen it! I had no idea Cary Elwes was imitating someone! And he was right on!), there was half of Speed (Keanu Reeves is so bad), most of Spiderman, and all of The Mummy (I bore that last one all by myself) after dinner. Cheese makes a good dessert/substitute for popcorn. Jaime is quite a good uncle. Good to watch movies with, and shows me cool stuff; he works for some kind of construction company, so he has backhoes and cranes and stuff, but also gets to drive tanks (?)… I like tanks.