Sunday, April 12, 2020

Easter Sunday. I awoke, looked out the window and saw it snowing - we are predicted to get up to 3” today. After such a beautiful day yesterday, it is not welcome. I was thinking back to past Easters with snow and I remember a few; one when I was about 10 years old, 1984 - the year we moved into the Starr School house in Stoughton, and today. I’m sure there were more in my 71 years, but they don’t stand out in my memory. In 1984, we had moved most of our things from our home in Madison on Saturday, but still had some cleanup to do and a few items to get out of there on Sunday. My friend and co-worker from Hazleton Labs delivered Easter dinner to us - complete with ham, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, fruit salad, pie - the works! What a sweet thing that he and his wife, Veronica did for us. It was a kind gesture that I will never forget.

Our Noon Walk

To and I had a nice Google Duo conversation this afternoon and we made the difficult decision to delay his upcoming trip to St Paul - again. Things are not improving with COVID-19 and might even be getting worse in some areas, so it is the right thing to do - but it truly SUCKS!

I fixed myself a nice Easter dinner of steak, sautéed mushrooms, and roasted asparagus and a glass of wine. I watched Dale Watson’s live performance from Hernando’s Hideaway in Memphis. It was kind of like being at Ginny’s Little Longhorn on a Sunday afternoon. The show was informal, he took a lot of requests, folks were buying him and the band shots of tequila, and there were 5 games of Chicken 

Shit Bingo. Bingo winners had the option of keeping their winnings or they could swap for whatever he had in their designated pocket. It was a fun show. I’ll have to try to remember to tune in on Sunday afternoons.