Happy New Year everyone! Last night was a lovely worship service, though low attended, at Good Shepherd but I still got to see many of my friends again. Judy J. had her son in church with her, which was awesome, adding one male voice to the three or four others there. Judy wept through a couple of the hymns, as did I, because, appropriately, we sang, "I'm But A Stranger Here". Pete had sung this at my request at Timmy's grave site, so besides it being the perfect message for the evening, it was also the perfect message for Timmy's funeral. Judy asked me after church why we had to sing those hymns which bring tears, but she already knew the reason why.
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I thought today was the day to start working on that nasty financial stuff but decided I'd better work on the newsletters instead. I've been sitting here at this machine all day long, but evidently not long enough to make me get up and walk away. One newsletter, for church, is nearly ready to publish save for a few pieces of information for which I'm waiting. The Palace Press letter is also at the same point, having little information to write about due in part from being gone and not having had any Board meetings in recent months. Serious lack of input going on here these days. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Probably bad if I have nothing about which to write!!!
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Joanne and I spent much of the morning around the house, and I did even manage to put away some of the stuff from my luggage! She was trying to clean up in her room, doing some ironing, and a load or two of wash before heading off to work. We did run into a problem, however, in the kitchen, where I discovered the garbage disposal was stopped up. I pulled out handsful of garbage but nothing that should have prevented the blades from spinning. Pushing the reset button didn't make a bit of difference, nor did running hot water down the drain. A search for the little disposal wrench was unsuccessful so Joanne went to her car for an emergency tool kit she keeps. Unfortunately, the wrenches she had were not the correct size to help the problem. We were quite the sight as we each took a turn trying to work under the sink!!! I need say no more.......Guess I'll have to call Steve tomorrow for some professional help. Boy, I wish Dave the Doorman was still here!!!
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Joanne and I discussed our dinner plans, with her expressing how it used to be customary in OH to have pork and sauerkraut on New Year's Day. I mentioned that I had pork and sauerkraut in the freezer and one thing led to another.....my house is smelling just wonderful as I write! A couple hours ago Jennifer R. called to invite me to dinner at her house with her family---now what? I've always been of the mindset that if someone calls for dinner, turn off the stove and go! And I'll be doing the same thing tonight, except for turning it off, since Joanne and her father will be coming here to eat what I made. She was feeling badly for not getting over to his place to see him so this is the perfect opportunity for them to get together.
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Last night Joanne and I spent the evening, after I got back from church, dining on spaghetti and watching TV. We really tore up the condo with our wildness! By ten o'clock she was dropping off to sleep in the chair and I was ready to sleep too so we decided to go to bed. I hoped that the neighbors wouldn't keep her awake, and I was hoping the same for me, as the first floor people were having a rather noisy party. No worries, I was out in no time at all. The wind in the palm trees woke me about 8:00 a.m., and it sounded just like WI outside! Only no snow---white caps on the river---but no snow blowing. I felt badly for the football fans having to endure this chilly, windy weather but I heard one man on the radio comment that at least it was warmer here than in Nebraska!
2 comments:
Do I dare tell you that we had brats and burgers on New's Year Eve at Jamie and Hannah's. Pictures of the boys will be coming soon.
Hi Jill!
Mmmm, I can smell and taste the meat from here....Nothing like burgers and brats cooked on the grille! Enjoyed with family....
Did you get my message about communicating with Linda Mach?
Hugs,
Kim
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