Friendly Inn had a bunch of guys at the bar, dart games, a karaoke set up, a place for a band, and two efficient sisters serving a good lunch. Looked like the ladies of our group would be just fine. Mom had a fish sandwich; Jim and I both had burgers. Then we took some photos and texted them to my niece and nephew so they could see what Grandma was up to.
When I got home a new purse I'd ordered from Amazon was here. Yay! It's olive green with 7 pockets I'm supplementing with snack-sized Ziplocs and a couple of zippered bags so the bottom of my purse is not a jumbled mess.
Best of all, in the evening Mom and I visited the mom and two sisters of my Wellington school friend, Bonnie. As a kid I spent a lot of time at Bonnie's house (I saw my first color TV show at her home -- "The Wizard of Oz"), went to slumber parties with her (I was a farm girl, she was a town girl; she once old me my house was too dark and too quiet to sleep in -- but maybe it was too quiet because there were 9 kids in her family and 3 in mine), and we were active in Girl Scouts. We stayed friends after I went to college and later moved to Utah. I saw her every time I came back to Ohio.
Bonnie died suddenly from a brain aneurysm 10 years ago. It was a shock and I miss her. But I'm glad I can stay in touch with her family.
|Mom and her lunch at the Friendly Inn. The sweet potato fries were more than dusted with sugar and cinnamon. And there was enough for all three of us.|
|My Baggalini messenger sling bag and (for now) it's only contents. It's big enough to also carry my full-sized camera and extra lens when I don't want to lug my camera bag. Since the purse is a messenger bag and dark green, Jim will carry it in a pinch -- plus he won't complain like he does when I take my pink Fossil bag on impromptu hike.|