Translation

 I have one friend in The Villages. He is the husband of one of Mom’s pickleball friends. When he found out we were leaving soon, he messaged me and asked if we wanted to go out for dinner sometime before I left. I said I was free for dinner on Saturday and Sunday night. He wrote back saying, “Sunday's fair mon fere." I didn't understand. I thought he had made a spelling mistake and was saying, "Sunday's fair, and Monday's freer." So I thought we were going out on Monday for dinner. Then, after we had eaten dinner on Sunday night, he phoned and said he thought we were going out for dinner tonight. Barb answered the phone, saying, “I thought we were going out tomorrow.” And she realized that his message was "Sunday's Fair, my brother" and he was saying my brother in French. Barb said my French was terrible, and I didn't understand what he said.