We had a wonderful evening at Elinor and Richard's, and didn't return home until 11:00. I had offered to stay home with Neil (whose last trips from the house had been somewhat unsuccessful and thus terribly stressful for Terry) so she could enjoy her time with family, but she really wanted him to join the party. He did surprisingly well, especially considering the crowd (there were 9 of us) though he didn't eat a whole lot of the incredibly delicious dinner Terry made. It was a wonderful evening for Hilda, with her 3 daughters and SILs, and nephew Joe, in attendance. (Joe whipped up a rhubarb cake for dessert, which was delicious - but when I saw the recipe on the counter and realized how much sugar when into it it was no wonder!)
"Be careful what you wish for." Kitty Q, who had spent about 3 weeks alone (with only brief daily visits from Terry, or Steve, to be fed and watered and have his litter box changed) while Elinor and Richard were in Denver at the hospital and then rehab, found himself without any of his usual spots on a chair or couch to land on last night. Feast or famine!
Tonight Michael and Loretta and the kids are scheduled to drive up from Alamosa to join us here for dinner (sans Elinor and Richard, because one way she would come in involves stairs, and the other a very uneven pathway.)
Looks like a beautiful day in the neighborhood, so I may even make it up for a soak today.