Sunday, February 4, 2024
We gathered after mass for coffee and bakery. Rita Edwards invited those sitting at the table for a get-together in her apartment at 4:00 p.m. We had a lovely time with wine and some snacks and interesting conversation. Rita is interested in everything scientific and political. She had four magazines dealing with Artificial Intelligence. I love this handy tripod.
Wednesday
Claude and I attended the At Issues at Marquette. The topic was an overview of the various political polls.
Cookie ordered dinners from a Chinese restaurant. I had rice and fried pork. It was OK. I brought hot tea that really hit the spot.
Thursday
Every morning Dolly wants to go on the balcony and nibble on the Mexican feather grass.
Today was a beautiful day with a lot of sunshine.
We had a fun group playing dominoes, even though Jack Champagne was nursing a sore mouth after having a tooth pulled.
Tyler's turn for cocktails and he served brandy old fashions.
People were creating Mardi Gras hats, combined with the cocktails it was a riot.
Friday
We had a full bus going to the America's Black Holocaust Museum and met two other Capri communities. A young docent met us to lead the group. Since she was wearing a mask, it was difficult to understand with such a large group. The displays were self-explanatory if one took the time to read everything. The Journal Sentinel had an excellent article in the Sunday paper.
This photo brought sad memories of the turmoil in caused to our family with Chet's abandoning the church.
We followed the Black History theme with lunch at Daddy's on 27th and Wells. I had two peices of catfish, boiled cabbage, collard greens and a corn bread roll.
Saturday
Emma did my hair at noon.
I picked up some groceries at Pick 'n Save on Hwy 100.
In the evening Peter and I went to another Mardi Gras at the Doubleday Hotel on Bluemound Road. The room was too small for our large group. Tables were arranged in rows with hardly any room to move about.
These cute decorations were on all the tables. The base is a soup can.
The Mullers performed and I danced with a bear.
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