Wednesday morning I woke up after a decent sleep, but my sinuses are closing up. This cold just won't let go, and I still have very low energy. We went to a new (to us) Todis not far from home to get more buns, and it is really nice -- it even has parking! We got stuff for Thursday night's meal, and then filled up the car with gas -- my last time paying for that.
From there we went to Metro, more to show them the ropes (so they can show the Motts) than to buy much. It is a huge store, like Costco, requiring a membership to enter. They have high volume packaging, but not everything is a deal. However, they are the only place in town we can find certain things, such as cheddar cheese and sour cream. We also bought a bunch of hamburger to stock up the freezer, plus chicken to cook for Thursday night. We also picked up a couple of little blankets (throws) for the Millets. From there we drove downtown to the Institute, so the Balzottis know how to get there and then downtown.
When we arrived, the Balzottis sprang into action, filling three crock pots with chicken to cook. It was early enough that they would be able to bone and shred it and have it cool enough to put into the fridge overnight. Sorella Balzotti made the bacon for the crack chicken so that everything would be as ready as possible for Thursday. I helped them with a few computer things, including making a copy of Benvenuti al Sud to show to their family.
President Pickerd called to say that he had a ticket for me to attend the Monday afternoon temple dedication session in the temple. The opening session on Sunday is reserved for Italians in person there (which is right!), though we may go see it broadcast at the stake center. I spoke with Dee, who said that there were big challenges with her dad and the convalescent home -- not a surprise. She is trying to do all this while jet lagged.
I was really tired and took an hour nap on the couch. Then a bunch of kids showed up, including Mariasol, just home from her mission in Spain. It was good to see a bunch of them hanging out. By late afternoon, I was really feeling weak, with lots of pressure on my eardrums. Anziano Balzotti drove me home to rest, and Sister Millet said that I should go ahead and start a second round of antibiotics. Hopefully that will help. I did a little bit of shredding and scanning of papers that Dee had left for me, but I felt cruddy all evening and went to be pretty early.