I paid a call on Miss Jeanette today. She had called earlier and inquired of my mom whether (1) I had arrived; (2) did I like pecan pie; and (3) did I like chicken and dumplings.
Lordy, lordy, lordy! Yes, yes, yes.
I visited her shortly afterward and delivered her annual 3-lb box of See's candy. Miss Jane (who is physically 64 years old, but mentally 12) was still abed (around 11:30 a.m.). Miss Jeanette, who is roughly 87 years old, was polishing her kitchen countertops (butcher block style). Her yappy little dog, Cooper, was all over me. We had a nice chat, exchanged greetings, and I returned home with pecan pie and a jar of chicken and dumplings.
For lunch: more fried chicken, field peas, fried squash, more corn-tomato casserole and cornbread.
My mom's supposedly resting today, but she's spent all morning in the kitchen...refusing my offers of cooking whatever she has in mind for lunch, etc. Tonight, we'll heat up the chicken and dumplings.
I've finally finished decorating the Christmas tree. It's just the right festive touch to brighten our holidays, I reckon.
On the potentially bad news front: I have a very scratchy throat. It started when I took a calcium table this a.m. It seemed to have gone down sideways. I thought it stuck in my throat for a few seconds as I guzzled water to get it down. Don't know if that's why my throat is now very tender or whether the tablet just irritated an already "infected" site.