Tomorrow, my daughter, son-in-law, and grandson are coming to visit for a couple of nights. My mom, who rallied a little today, is looking forward to seeing them. I’m hoping she hangs onto her awareness long enough to go out to dinner with us on Saturday and to brunch on Sunday at the Mohonk Mountain House — a treat for all of us who have never been there (mostly because it’s outrageously expensive). I heard that Alan Alda and friends helicoptered up to there for his last birthday party.
I’m treating us all because we deserve it. Especially me.