Today was a full day, starting with a good walk and a phone conversation with Pat while I was walking and I had also put a load of laundry in the washer before I left. Just as the laundry finished, I had a conversation with Tom that we had arranged (the 2-hour time difference is crazy to work around). As usual, we spent an hour or so chatting - mostly about upcoming trips - him coming back here for a visit in August and then a possible California cruise later in October. Time to do some research.
Deb's friend Mike, a drummer with several local bands, was playing at the VFW with the Jim Strait Blues Jam and we met her friends Joanie and her husband Phil there. Deb's daughter Chelsea also joined us for a beer too. Phil has Alzheimer's so I was warned that he may repeat the same question over and over and that did happen but since he is a former drummer, he was just so happy to hear the music. He did keep asking the name of the band and saying they were really good. He got in a conversation with a guy at the table next to us ( also a drummer) and since it was a jam session, they got his name on the board and he was able to get up there and play a 3-song session. He was in his element! Us girls all got up to dance when he played and I looked over and saw Joanie crying because she could just see how happy he was - and boy, did he do great. Just before we left, the head of the band came over and invited him to sit in again. It was fun and I learned I can still dance - got a little winded though.
We had art class on Wednesday and made clay pieces for another garden totem. Genevieve had made the pieces ahead of time and each of us just chose the shape we wanted and decorated and painted it. She will take them home to fire in her kiln and then return so we can add them to the garden.
I met up with Ben at Girard Park yesterday and we did the walk around the lake and then went to Rustica for a pastry and coffee before he had to get to the swim meet that Charlotte and Camille were swimming in. I was hoping to see the livestream but they weren't doing that this time.
My cousin Judy passed away on Monday, June 1. She was the oldest of my Aunt Virginia's three children. I don't remember when I last saw her as she lived in Missouri and our paths never crossed. I did hear from her now and then when I would see her brother Ken occasionally and his family still comes to the reunions and I keep in touch on Facebook
