Happy Easter to all our friends and family, Wishing you all the greatest of happpy egg hunting and chocolate eating a day as you can have. Low and behold, we found a purpose this morning and spent Easter with mom and all the other folks at Aegis. As usual, upon our arrival, we found mom's room all packed and ready to go. Presumably on some Grand Adventure to untold lands. Jeannette and I, as has come to be expected, began putting everything away and resetting mom's room. We have attached pictures on this post (possibly to another posting because I am having mucho problems with this blogging BS) which illustrates how her room should look as we leave it. And should I remember, I will post pictures of what it looks like on our next visit later this week. Usually quite the contrast. Today began with a bountiful Brunch put on by Aegis and paid for, at least our part, by mom. Thanks Mom. Aegis throws a Brunch every first Sunday of the month and this was it. It was less attended then our first Brunch last month, but there was still a very good showing. Aegis folks even tell us that neighbors attend the brunch (I don't know if I buy that one because it is $16.95 a person). The food, however, is excellent. Turkey (cut from the carcass), Ham and Prime Rib (overcooked) and a great choice of desserts.
Mom identified that 'The Fonz' (aka Henry Winkler) and Sean O'Callahan (Bay Area people only) as being in attendance, as well as, Monsignor Kennedy (again). I am getting to know the Monsignor very well because he is always in a Dodger Hat and we talk a little baseball each visit. At the time of this post the hated Dodgers are 2-0and the Giants are 0-2. Ouch.
After lunch, we set about the facility. Aegis has encouraged us not to take mom outside for a period of time and they reiterated it again; so we stayed inside. Mom enjoyed playing ping pong and attracted the attention of Aegis staff at her ability to play very well. Mom and I played for about 20 minutes I would say. Later we stopped by the movie theater and watched 15 minutes of 'Traffic' and then moved back to mom's room for the remainder of our visit.
We informed mom that Mike Wallace (60 minutes), as did the artist Kinkead passed away. Mom and I reminisced about how much grandma and grandpa Miller loved watching 60 minutes.
Our visit lasted just over 2 hours.... At somepoint, I am going to bring a baseball and two gloves and really scare the staff.....

See ya,

Bill