We sure are purchasing a lot of propane and another cold front blew in this morning. Wind chill will be close to zero in the morning, Sunday.
Don felt better this morning, so we traveled over to Blanchard for lunch with sister, Debby, her hubby Steve and Don and Debby's mom. It was a holiday feast of ham, scalloped new potatoes, dressing (special recipe that we will be trying again), broccoli-cauliflower-cheddar cheese salad, candied yams, yeast rolls, pecan (Don's happy) and pumpkin (Don's- mom-loves-him-very-much) pie. I got a picture of the feast before we started digging into it. Debby, the lovely hostess, Steve, the patient host, Don, the ornery brother, and Mom's back. Mom, the pie maker-baker... no pun intended. :-) Meet Primus, who has never really had anything to do with me, but when I sat down in this spot after lunch, Primus snuggled down next to me with his head in my lap and presented his chin and neck for caressing. Cats are so weird.The guys patiently waiting for the "Let's eat!" announcement. Steve is a retired OKC fireman and will play golf any time, any place, with anyone. The trailer-port is almost finished and ready for Mom's travel trailer. After the wonderful meal and a nice visit with Debby, Steve and Mom, Don was getting tired and fading fast and could hear his recliner calling his name.
When I got to Mama Trudy's, she was making cookies! Yum! Do you know how much fun it is taking pictures of a ninety-year-old-great-grandmother who poses? She's only 90 in years, but not in her mind. If you can't see the love of the Lord in this smile, you're blind. Can't believe she's 90, can you? She's never been more beautiful to me. No make-up here, folks. Yes, I was smiling when I left. It's contagious!
Don was feeling a little better when I got back to the Quantum. He keeps saying he's just two days from being back to normal.