I am so tired! and sore.

Yesterday morning was the workshop on Preparing for the End of Life. I got up and made muffins before Ray and I drove there. It was about 9:30 when my phone rang and it was Deb asking if I was okay. Everyone else had been there for a while, getting things set up and chatting with people. We held it in the sanctuary because there were so many people. Some people apparently were nervous speaking from the pulpit, so there was a podium set up down on the floor. We started right on time. Alison did a reading and lit the chalice. I read some introductory remarks and then Deb P. spoke about hospice, Geneva about the Georgia Health Care Directive, Victoria about wills, and Deb B. about the checklist of information you should have available. Then we took a 5 minute break. We talked about donating your body to science, funeral homes, and Alison spoke about memorial services at the UUFA and made a plea for people to gie her information before the fact. There was time for questions as we went along. A lot of great information. We put out handouts for people to pick up as they left and promised the links would be available electronically. There was a signup sheet for people interested in the follow up meeting. The response was very positive.

Then we went out to lunch: Ray and I, Deb and John, Molli and Amelia, and my Dad, at Last Resort. It was good, although we had to wait quite a while. It was kind of a madhouse on Saturday afternoon. They have changed the menu and our favorite hummus was gone, as well as the black bean crepes Amelia always ordered. We had a wonderful time. Then my Dad started to our house in his car, with Ray and me following. Molli and Amelia were going to run some errands before they met us there. Then Ray remembered he needed to pick up gift cards, so we had to turn around. I was so tired, I hated to do it. When we finally got home, he went to bed. My Dad played with his new computer and I sat on the couch in the sun and read. At 5, I put on my dirty jeans and went to feed the pigs. My Dad dropped me off and left. As I was walking home, Molli called. They would be here in 10 minutes.

Ray got up, my Dad came back and we had a champagne tasting. They were all good. Maybe the expensive one was better, but probably not enough different to pay more for it. We had three open bottles of champagne and we couldn't drink any moe. We invited Nancy H. to come and drink some of it and give us her opinion as well. She liked them all quite well, too. We needed about 5 more people, but we let it go at that point. Not sure what I will do with flat champagne. Anyone who wants can have mimosas with breakfast.

We had a very late supper, macaroni and cheese from the freezer, pork roast and green beans. Some of us had mince pie for dessert. I went to bed at 9, even though we were supposed to play cards. The rest of them watched a funny movie.