Here it is, Sunday night already. Did I sleep it away or what? No, I was plenty occupied, the days simply went by so quickly. My previous posting elicited such a great response comment-wise and I sooooooooo greatly appreciate the outpouring of concern and condolences. Just do not make me do that too often in order to get comments! That was enough drama to last me a good while!
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Yesterday, after having Lynx put to sleep, I went on down the road to help Kris in her booth at the St. Margaret's Fair. The Art Guild also had a booth there with sufficient staffing so Kris and I held court on the opposite side of the parking lot. The weather was gorgeous all day, and I kept moving my chair further out of the tent and into the sunlight. On the way to Fleming Island I stopped to get a Route 44 from Sonic plus a plain hot dog since I had not eaten anything that a.m., with all the cat business and such. Kris walked down to get some bbq while I tended the booth. Oh, it smelled so wonderful, the smoker belching out the aroma of pork butt being roasted...mmmm......
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When she came back, I took my turn strolling the grounds, stepped into the new church to use the bathroom and then checked out a booth two down for ours. They had leather purses on display, one of which was motioning to me...purple leather! Sort of patchworky-looking but primarily purple. And one sale at that! She was having a sale, 20% off all purchases so I came away with a lovely purse, for which I was in the market, as Justin would tell you, and saved money in the process. Since I won't be going to Florence any time soon, I had to give in and buy one 'round these parts instead. A purse is a very personal purchase, it has to be just right....being purple does not hurt either!
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After a certain point, I told Kris I had to get going since I still had to clean at church that afternoon. She thanked me for keeping her company, so she didn't have to sit alone or leave her booth unattended for bathroom breaks, etc. It was my pleasure to do so, and I told her this. Kris then commented that she appreciated having me to herself for awhile, instead of having to "share" me with Dee and Julia. Sometimes people surprise me and that comment certainly did. It stinks to be me!
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After vacuum cleaning the church, I was totally kaput so I rested when getting home rather than work on the newsletter as originally planned. What I had not planned on was having to have my cat put to sleep, making all other bets off for the day. After my rest I got busy with a few things, like watching TV or something until it was time to go join the Shelf Sitters on the 2nd floor deck. The ladies were still trying to make a decision on the paint and trim colors for the building, which I politely abstained being involved in. A couple reasons for not wanting to help was #1: I like brighter colors than the ones they were leaning toward, and #2: I have done that so much in my life already, including for our new classroom building at church, that I will just pass this time. It is too big a decision to mess up with, you know?
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Joanne came home later, having already eaten dinner. She asked me if I had made something for supper and I said I had. Somehow or another, I had gotten ready for bed and left all my food out on the counter! I never do that, never make myself dinner and never leave it out! It is rare that I cook something and then to leave it out was simply senile of me. She took care of it so I didn't have to come out, but then came to tell me news which required me to stay seated: her father, an athiest, asked if he could attend church with her today!!! Joanne was right, I did need to sit down for this one! And he did join her for worship this a.m. and to that I can only say, "Never underestimate the power of the Holy Spirit!"
