Simple . . . and Satisfying

This is the stuff of which a satisfying life is made:
Relaxed time with good friends.
Back and forth, iron-sharpening-iron conversations about ideas and problems all of you care about.
Touching base on the transitions and trials in our lives.
Evelyn and I are so fortunate to have friends like these. I've been mentioning them in my blog, because we're with some of them almost every week.
Friday night we grabbed dinner at Indigo Cafe in Hyde Park with Bill and Verna Weber, and then retreated to the Starbuck's across the parking lot from Joseph Beth Bookstore. We talked for the better part of an hour before finally paying for our seats by buying some coffee, and then talked for another hour before heading home about 10:30.
Saturday night Terry and Shirley Wuske came over for a simple supper. Evelyn made apricot chicken--a fairly easy recipe she had clipped from Taste of Home; it had been submitted by someone whose last name is Yoder, and we figured it had to be good. It was! Shirley brought a pumpkin pie--my favorite!--and we spent the evening talking about Terry's job possibilities, the possibilities and problems surrounding their plan to buy a house down the street from where they're living now, and Evelyn's work.
Everyday stuff, really, just like an everyday meal: nurturing, satisfying, and enjoyable.

Evelyn went on line to show Terry and Shirley Jen's engagement pictures she had posted on Facebook.

Today was a simple, enjoyable day too. The weather turned gloriously sunny, and after I finished off some Christian Standard work and Evelyn graded some papers, we Skyped with Wendy Wagoner. Then we were outside by a little after 3:00. Evelyn and I shared grass-mowing duties (this is number 5 or 6 so far this year, and it's only the middle of April), and I weeded and dug and transplanted in a couple perennial beds.
We ate our tomato soup and crackers and cheese and chips and guacamole and leftover fresh fruit from last night's dinner in front of 60 Minutes and their retrospective on Mike Wallace who died last week. One of my favorite things to do is to eat supper and watch 60 Minutes with Evelyn. Simple, satisfying, enjoyable.