Grandma came to dinner tonight and was in good form. Grandpa, David, Robyn, and Kevin were there with Elizabeth and I too. She interjected comments - verbally and physically - with great comedic timing. When Elizabeth told her that the roast recipe used tonight was from Grandma, she beat on her chest with her fist - like, "I am Grandma the recipe queen, hear me roar!" The recipe uses potatoes and apples, and Grandma said she got it from her grandma (although David commented that Grandma added her own twist to it).
The rest of her jokes currently slip my mind. As usual Grandma was considerate of her food and asked to take home what she couldn't finish. She left in good time before she got too tired. It was a good night.
Last night, Elizabeth visited and apparently Grandma was really, really relaxed and peaceful - not "good company," but in good humor. She was wearing her pink pajamas and in bed, and was very contented.
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