Aftermath

 

I still feel like I might be in a coma after yesterday and it was only brunch. I hurried around to do thing last minute with the sausage and biscuits, but it turned out good..and of course, so many casseroles. 

Although we had a wet and cold Easter. I am thankful for the rain. By the time we got home, I was ready for coffee again because where we were, we didn't bring Mr. Coffee. And we never put on the kettle. There were tables of canned goods for those who lost everything in the fire at the clubhouse in the apartment complex where we met up.

The building next to where my oldest lives caught fire. Two Saturdays ago. Someone left a lit cigarette on thier balcony..even if you are not supposed to smoke on the property. Many airman are without homes at the moment so the military had a food drive and that is where the food and hygenie goods are being kept. 

After the brunch the little ones had an egg hunt inside. We got to see the grandbaby who kept being handed off. He took everything in, but mostly was held by his dad who seems have so much knowledge about bottles now and when to change the baby's diaper.

He went back to the place he used to work because his new schedule was so crazy, and he wasn't that fond of who he worked with. He'd been working with the other staff for a long time, and they were like a family.

Oh, it was a brunch that lingered. But of course, I got in a little nap as soon as I got home.