It was a leisurely drive to East Meadow on Sunday for dinner at Joan’s. Entering the grounds of The Knolls, we were greeted by two friendly residents just coming out of the clubhouse, who offered us the parking spot they were vacating. Imagine these folks drive to the pool area and it’s only a few feet away from their pads – never heard of walking?
It’s a lovely complex and wait till you see Joan’s place – it’s so cozy, tidy and everything is in place. Favorite chair and in the company of favorite friends – Joan, Judy, Dorothy, Maria and Sheila, such blessing.
Over drinks and chips & dip, we chatted and relived some of our travel adventures and of course, they did their nurse-talk thing and Dorothy and I would just roll our eyes and say “Yeah right we know what DIC means”. Of course we talked about other less cerebral topics, are you kidding?
Joan’s lasagna was so delicious served with crusty bread and a bowl of healthy, colorful greens. Last course was mango mousse cake, fresh fruits and later some of Sheila’s macaroons. We strolled around the complex after dinner, were introduced to Rowena the Filipino caregiver who has been taking care of one of the residents for well over five years. A fine woman from Mindanao, she just loves Joan. Who wouldn’t?
We must have alarmed some of the residents as the five of us circled the grounds. You could see the curious ones peeping thru their window blinds (maybe even using binoculars) and a couple who suspected that Joan has sold them down the river. Poor neighbors looked so worried that we’re moving in the community. We want to, but we can’t – East Meadow residents have exclusive rights to purchase. Boohoo! It’s a lovely place Joan; keep up your good work on the Board.
After closely inspecting the antique art work on Joan's living room wall, then trying to put it back using her laser leveling gadget (Excuse me! She also did a demo of her Reynolds vacuum sealer. Gotta get one for myself now.) and fixing the frame in place with the "silly putty", we chatted some more. Rather, we tried to explain to Judy what the silly putty was for and of course Maria said it's an artist's eraser, not silly putty. Oy vey!
Then it was time to go, poor Joan left with a pile of dishes to do and it's after 9:00 pm so house rules dictate no more dishwasher. Besides, Joan will be going for some test in the morning so she must get some decent rest. You'll be fine, I just know it, but don't forget you're in our prayers.
Thanks for a lovely time. We all love you Joan.