Susan had to go up north yesterday, so couldn't walk; I went with the boys, instead. It's funny that I know exactly when The Platters will start "Only You" (right at Mary Ann Van O.'s driveway), and when good old Nat will gift me with "A Blossom Fell" (after I make the turn onto Windstar Drive). Guess I'm consistent with gait--not to mention CDs.
Ran up to Manahawkin to get Pat's present and the gift for the Woman's Club "Tricky Tray." Got him a heavy, zippered cardigan sweater and picked up a gift card for the TT. Stopped at Tucker Tom's for produce and got home in time to make Pat's lunch.
I then baked his birthday cake. Left it to cool. then went to Acme. Got some things, then took my BP, which was 127/79; pulse rate 71.
If I say it myself, the cake smelled divine when I came back in--chocolate and, when finished, it comes out very similar to the mocha cake my mother used to make so often. However, I could never find a recipe just like hers, so I approximate it with a plain chocolate cake and mocha icing. I had bought hamburger and quickly mixed it with egg and bread crumbs to make meatballs, browned them, and gave Pat spaghetti; I had salmon and sweet potatoes, along with a salad.
Iced the cake and wrapped the Tricky Tray item (a gift card from Kohl's). Susan called and asked if she could come over to bring me something. What a great friend and neighbor: She came to bring me a lovely bunch of daffodills, still slightly curled. When I leaned down, they spoke to me and said, "Spring!"
Alison called and asked if Mike could come Tuesday morning instead of last night and that was fine with me. Ray e-mailed that Barb is still in the hospital; now they think it's a kidney infection.
Even for me, it was a busy day--and very enjoyable. Tonight, we're looking forward to Pat's birthday party at Alison's; can't wait to see the Phillips Four.