If anyone cries at my funeral, I will never speak to him again. – Stan Laurel
We are off to Rose Hills for a funeral for a good friend, Don Bailey. Always a smile and a hug. He will be missed by all. While we don’t normally go to funerals, he and Marilyn were special. We will say goodbye.
The service was amazing…the sounds Marilyn suggested would be exactly the ones I would have picked for myself! It is my plan to go directly to the Neptune Society and skip any ceremonies…Sue desires the same thing. Just listen to the song below:
After the service, there was another graveside service but we skipped that as the temperature was in the low 50’s and having just gotten out of the hospital, we needed to be in a warmed spot. We departed Rose Hills and went to the Royal Khyber and had a wonderful lunch.
We tried a new dish called “we forgot”… its new on the menu and is “dry” but spicy! We are adding it to our love-it list. The vindaloo was perfect so we asked the manager (who we have known for over 30 years) about making it vegetarian and he said “Absolutely”. The can make it with onions and cauliflower and mushrooms…so we are going to try that next time!
Did You Know? In England, vindaloo is a tongue-searing curry, but it wasn’t always that way. The word vindaloo is a garbled pronunciation of the popular Portuguese dish carne de vinha d’alhos (meat marinated in wine-vinegar and garlic), which made its way to India in the 15th century along with Portuguese explorers.
After arriving home, we watched TV and finally crashed after having our tookies around 10:30 PM. We watched a Hallmark movie called “Magic of Ordinary Days”… We have seen it a couple of times but it is really good! If only TV movies this good were ordinary events….Days does sometimes stress a link between “country” and “uncomplicated” that probably never existed. But underneath the contrasts between Ray’s simple ways and Livvy’s more cultured upbringing is a binding, universal message about the need to accept the consequences of our acts. An ordinary lesson, perhaps, but it takes an extraordinary movie to make us listen.
Tomorrow is a relaxing day…we are going dancing in the evening and during the day I had errands to run and a garden to begin to prepare for spring planting! Oh, the life of a farmer!
Last night late, I wrote a letter to George W. Jeffs, one of my bosses (actually my bosses boss) thanking him for his leadership and how he affected my life. He is now 93 and still living in the local area. It felt good to say “Thanks”!