A long day today

Only moments ago I got home from Ladies' Group as a couple of us sat around and talked long after the meeting broke up. At one point my phone rang, with Justin calling to make sure I was 'safe'. He was getting concerned that I was not home from Ladies' Group yet which normally had me home before nine. I like to keep him guessing!


This was my second trip to the church today, and my third for the week thus far. Tuesday is the only day that I have no need to go there this week. Wednesday is choir rehearsal and we are having a two-hour session in order to better learn our Maundy Thursday piece as well as our 'standard' Easter anthem. With our 'tiny' in number choir, the practice will be much needed and much appreciated. On a good day, we might have six people, but normally, more like 5 of us. Folks say we sound like more, though, which is good to know.


The first part of the day was Bible study, conducted by Michael, as pastor is busy with getting things ready for Holy Week services. We wrapped up our study of "What Must I Do to Be Saved?" with seven ladies in attendance. Joseph was absent and was not at church yesterday either. Must be tied up with his own ministry or else something came up for him.


All us ladies went to lunch, without Mike, and had a different waiter take care of us. Actually, it's waitress, and she was prompted by Jason as to what to bring us to drink. I thought that was pretty good of her to remember what we drank, since it's been a long time since she took care of us! I opted for a hamburger for lunch and brought half of that home with me. Justin had it for a snack when he got home from work.


After lunch, I went up to the Publix on the same property to exchange a jar of mayo. Justin had gone shopping yesterday afternoon and bought two jars of it, from the buy one/get one bin, and found one of them to be already expired. I simply swapped it out, no problem, and then picked up a couple other items to buy while there. 


As I went through the check-out, I asked the lady if she could use the same bag that held my jar of 'may-o', which prompted her to ask, "Are you from up north?" As I laughed, "Yes...", she welcomed me to the South. I thanked her and said, "I have lived here since 1988!" and she said, "Before I was born!", but I still got it, the accent, that is. Apparently the way I said, "May-o" gave me away,  the dragged out or emphasized "o" at the end of the short word.


As I headed back to The Palace, I remembered needing to stop at the accountant's office to pick up my completed tax return. Thankfully I do not have to pay additional taxes but must make my first quarterly payment before the 15th. I always think of my niece, Lisa, in Sheboygan as she works towards the end of the tax season. Hang in there, kiddo!
                                             
When I got home, I posted on Facebook about the 'accent' encounter happening to me yet again in just a little more than a week's time. What a fire storm of comments this elicited! One Friend now in LA remarked about how expressions we used to use in our hometown have no meaning in the South, while their expressions or descriptions for things were so different for him as well. Mike mentioned something called a hosepipe, which I thought might be a spigot or tail pipe on a car. Nope, it's what those in his part of Louisiana call the garden hose! No kidding! Like the bubbler/water fountain discussion, most regional, as is soda/pop. What fun that was!

Tomorrow I must work on the newsletter for The Palace as I am a bit behind the times, here, for no apparent reason. I will be sure to include the photo of the double rainbow which smiled on the river outside our building on Saturday evening!