Many thanks for all the condolences from everybody. It's been quite a week but I truly believe that it's going to end up all right.
The viewing for friends and family is tomorrow evening from four until eight, at Greenwood, for anyone who's local and interested, and the service will be Saturday at 3:00, also at Greenwood. And the funeral arranger (excellent fellow!) managed to snag one of the niches at Rosecrans. There's no more beautiful place on Earth than Pt. Loma, and both his parents are there already.
I have had increasing family invasions as they travel in, and three of the nieces took pity on me and scoured my house spotless for about two hours this afternoon. While they were cleaning, a flower delivery arrived, Eileen signed for it and unpacked it, Lisa watered it, declared that it was a lovely gardenia and that I had remarkable internet friends, and then Anna came out to admire it while she was collecting trash and efficiently added the packaging to the sack. She then sent the sack out to the dumpster via the first kid she spotted.
Whoever sent the gardenia shrub, I thank you. It is lovely. I will admire it and play Monty Python videos to it and I will think of you when I do so if only you'll tell me who you are.
I had the whole lot out to dinner tonight. Marie Calendar's did a knockout job with the project; I gave them about 6 hours notice that they were hosting this event. They opened up a little banquet room, shoved tables together, everyone ordered off the regular dinner menu, the service was warm and efficient, and a fine time was had by all. Considering the number of people that eventually showed up once the last guy landed from Hawaii and the Aloha contingent was complete, the cost was very, very, VERY reasonable. This is a good way to get everybody together with just about zero effort, all the ones that didn't know the other ones got introduced, and there was a remarkable amount of wandering and chatting and pie.
My nephew David went off to play video games at my son's house, driven by my daughter (they dropped me and my sister off at my house first) and my sister left for her hotel after we watched Finding Neverland all the way through. They haven't come back. They must be having a good time.
Oh, my sister brought me a present. It's a book called "Bad Cat!" and it's captioned photos of various no-good feline hoodlums. It's a scream. I recommend it for any kind of anti-depression therapy. I showed it to the gardenia and I swear the gardenia smiled.
Well, I'd better go do a little sleeping now. I mostly wanted to make sure I thanked all you folks for being exactly who you are.
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