Yesterday was Mother's Day for the rest of the world (mine is on hold until next weekend). Not only did I receive calls from all my Kids, I found out that all of my Chicks are coming home to roost! Pete and my grandson Jake are driving up from SoCal on Friday. Jake will be entering our nation's service in the Air Force next month and I was afraid I wouldn't get to see him before he put on the blue uniform. He signed up for a six-year hitch and that's a huge commitment. His Dad and Uncle Dave were in the Navy and, while very proud of Jake, they think he's gone rogue.
As if that weren't enough good news, Larry and my granddaughter Taylor are also coming up to spend the weekend. I've beds aplenty and will turn the downstairs into a dormitory. As soon as I came down off the cloud of euphoria, I started planning menus. Hey, it's what I do. Deb and Craig have planned the meal on Saturday when they, Dave, and Clay are here, and she promised me it's a no-fuss lunch. It's going to be one whoop-de-doo party combining Christmas, Easter, birthday, Mother's Day, family reunion, and any other cause for celebration we can think of. I see a day of poker in my future!