My family moves quickly on funerals. Donnie called Wednesday night to tell me that the wake was on Thursday and the funeral on Friday. If I was going to make the wake, I’d have to get on the road early Thursday afternoon and drive like hell…which I do pretty well.
I worked the morning and made it home around 1 p.m. I had a smoothie and packed some turkey sandwiches for the drive north. Holly had made some ‘Grandma Paula’ chocolate chip cookies…a good thing since I couldn’t work out and needed as many hollow calories as I could possibly eat.
I reached the funeral home a little after eight and quickly fell to greeting the many relatives present. From there, I went to the uncle with whom I’d be spending the night…in his back yard in my tent if I had my way. I arrived there and didn’t have my way since my aunt had made up the extra bedroom and was pretty insistent I sleep inside. It was raining and since there were no stars to enjoy, I agreed. They’d purchased a Vitamix after I’d introduced them to my smoothie recipe last year and already had one waiting for me when I arrived. My uncle was so proud of how it not only made smoothies, but soups as well.
“Its $400 Johnnie, but worth it,” he said.
I suppose so…but a little out of my league. Besides, if I owned it and Jack were to drop it, I’d probably have to kill him, and I couldn’t afford that.
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