Saturday was our P-day. Lorenzo Perticaroli, a long-time member of the church here in Rome and one of the early branch/ward leaders, passed away of cancer this week. My wife knew him and his young family in the 1970s when she was here, and I had met them a couple of times over the years -- wonderful folks. The funeral was this morning across town, and I was going to attend along with my wife. Unfortunately I forgot to take my cough meds last night before bed (because I hadn't been coughing much), so I woke up coughing for a good while in the middle of the night and wasn't feeling well enough to attend. If you know my wife, you know that she loves a good funeral. She got to see some people she knew from way back when and enjoyed it all quite a bit, though it took a good part of the day.
When she got home, we went out to Conad to do some shopping for us and for a senior missionary potluck dinner tomorrow. My wife saw a real deal on some turkey legs and bought a bunch to freeze for our meal next week. When we got home, the printed labels said chicken, not turkey. Since she had never seen any chicken legs that big, she assumed it must be turkey! Having tasted it now, we're fairly sure it's turkey, so that's the story we're sticking with.😋
In the evening, the Balzottis came over to use our printer for their Sunday school lesson because theirs isn't working. We had a great time -- they are so nice and so funny, with a really entertaining way of telling their stories. We just laugh a lot when we are together.
It was nice to have a relaxed day. Hopefully my cough will be more tame overnight. We are looking forward to being with our ward in church tomorrow.