Life is nothing if not unpredictable.
So my Mom's been in the hospital since Thursday night and we finally moved her to rehab yesterday. Just to keep things interesting, though, my middle daughter calls me while we're at the ER Thursday to tell me that she's getting married--THE NEXT DAY!
Justice of the peace. No guests. Meaning this mom didn't have to do anything.
Yeah, right. Like that's going to happen. So Easter was a dual celebration. Our risen savior and the newlyweds.
Between hospital visits, I somehow managed a decent spread of ham, Mac and cheese (recipe here), corn on the cob and the obligatory deviled eggs. Apparently I was in the mood for yellow foods.
|That's Isabelle, our newest granddaughter, on the left.|
But no meal is complete without something sweet, so we had a pot pourri of Easter/wedding cupcakes--white cake with buttercream or chocolate frosting or devil's food cake with buttercream or chocolate.
What a week. Now I just want to stay home, shut myself in my office with a nice pot of tea and write. If only life had a pause button.