Lots of running around doing this and that. Did wash, went to the market, and so on. I stopped into the place where I'll get my--ugh!--colonoscopy on Tuesday. Just wanted to take the edge off the "unknown" of it. Receptionists seemed pleasant enough.
I was determined to make caramelized onions, so got directions from my usual source: the Internet. It's not that simple, believe it or not, but I think I did all right. Covered them tightly and put them in the fridge, along with stir-fried mushrooms. Think I'll make spaghetti sauce with them for dinner tonight.
Got a Skype call from growing-by-leaps-and-bounds Tokyo Boy and his Dad. He now chatters away constantly, but mostly in Japanese, so Daddy translates. He also speaks English, but probably not as much. I was informed that he has an interview next month for pre-nursery school. Kiddies are eligible at two years and seven months and it's only one day a week for the first year, then longer.
While I was enjoying my grandson, Betty called. I called her back after and she said she and friends had been at the Crab Trap and one of the girls introduced her son. Betty said he immediately asked,
Well, it was Dave Somers, with whom I've performed several times; I also directed him in If Guys Were Gals, one of my own one-act plays that we did at the Tuckerton Seaport. Dave and I became very friendly and I considered him a contemporary--it was somewhat of a shock to realize he's younger than three of my children. I knew his mother had graduated from HSHS--maybe a year or two after us. Can't remember her name; could it be Marguerite Something?