Yesterday Betsy and I made our delayed trip to Hendersonville to check on and to help out my parents. Fortunately we found both of them in good spirits and good health.
Much of our morning was devoted to going over Dad’s finances, paying bills, and trying to get their Medicare Part D coverage straightened out. We then took them out so they could do their grocery shopping.
Dad usually takes us to lunch when we go over there, but yesterday we wanted to treat them since it was close to Christmas. They usually eat at a meat-and-three restaurant, but we wanted to take them to someplace a little different. We took them to Mimi’s Cafe. Some friends had taken them there and told us that Mom really liked the blueberry muffins Mimi’s served. Since Betsy and I had never been there, we decided to take Mom and Dad back so Mom could have another muffin.
Mom is a little woman — five feet tall and less than 100 pounds. But she polished off that muffin without any problems. Oh, yes, she also finished her salad as well, but the muffin is what made the greatest impression.