Sunday June 15 2008

Becky Me Joan

This morning I pre-pre-pared things for father's day dinner. It was very easy, corn on the cob into a pot, potatoes wrapped in foil for baking, refreshed a great salad one of Bev's friends had brought for yesterday's dinner by adding more greens, and put a whole bunch of baby back ribs into a clay pot cooker, ready to slow roast with bbq sauce in the oven.

Clay had a friend stay overnight last night and Brent made us all pancakes before they went to church. Beverly's still having some discomfort and hopefully that will soon be about over with. I'm not sure how many friends dropped by today - Stephanie brought fruit and fresh cinnamon rolls - Beverly's boss and his wife came and she brought fresh rolls and strawberry freezer jam.

My old friend Joan and Becky got here about two, and we visited for several hours. I can't explain how good it was to see her again. We decided it wasn't as long as I thought since we last saw each other, about 2000 in Dubois at an art show there. She wants to come to Wyoming again next summer, and I promised to wait for her. She's sure spent a bunch of time researching cures for me and keeping me informed about what's happening with cancer and ways to get rid of it. Joan is a wonderful friend and I appreciate beyond words that they drove over here from California to see me. I hadn't met Becky before and like her a lot too. She says she's interested in cooking and catering parties.

Tomorrow morning we're going to breakfast, and they'll come and get me and go back to Mimi's where my family had breakfast last week. So we'll get to visit again for a while tomorrow. Joan, I and other friends took a raft trip on the Green River years ago (among many other adventures together) and she had begun to write up the story and left a copy with me. O the wonderful memories. Joan's lucky, because she was dumped out of the raft in the rapids not once, but three times I think. And she can't swim. It's a great story. And maybe it will inspire me to go ahead and get my version written too.

About five p.m. Brent's mom and brother Tyler came over for dinner, then Shane and Andrea, so there were eight of us here for dinner. It was pretty delicious. Now I'm ready to crash.