Yesterday I was coming into the house and caught my ring on the handle of the storm door. I immediately looked at the ring, and the
diamond was gone! I was very upset by this, because my grandfather gave me this ring 40 years ago. The diamond is not all that big, so I probably could have replaced it for a couple of hundred dollars, but I want the stone my grandfather gave me. I thought it probably fell outside the house, but I couldn't be sure, so we looked outside and inside the door for at least an hour and a half on and off, but just couldn't find it. I picked up many tiny pebbles about the right size, but wishing could not make them diamond shape. I was so disappointed, but resigned myself to the fact that I would have to replace the stone. However, today after lunch I looked again, and after about 5 minutes I found it!! It was at least 10 feet from the door, near the closest fence post of our decorative fence, next to the brick walk, nestled in a little patch of dirt where the pine bark mulch had moved. I could see the little round shape winking at me from about 5 feet away, and knew immediately that was it. I was so afraid when I picked it up that I would press it into the dirt and lose it, but I got it. I was so lucky, because if it had fallen on the mulch it would have rolled under it, and I would never have seen it. I took it inside with much jubilation, and it is now safely in my jewelry box. Next Saturday I will take the ring to be repaired.
I will still wear it every day. It took 40 years for a disaster like this to happen, and I have enjoyed this ring every day that I have worn it. (I didn't wear it for a while when the kids were really young.) Every day I spend several minutes just looking at the stone. I love turning it so it splits the light into different colors. If I hadn't worn it, I wouldn't have enjoyed it, so the risk of losing it again is the price I have to pay for the enjoyment.
Friday night was
card night. Pastor Sandy hosted it. Only 4 of us (other than her) came. So we had one table of pinochle and one person kibbitzing. We all took turns, and kept switching off partners. Everyone is learning pinochle really fast! Sandy served raspberry beer and a frozen pizza. Everyone seemed to have a lot of fun. I won every game played, and whoever was my partner also won. So my pinochle luck continues! I left at 10:45, but everyone else stayed and they decided to play a different game. I was told they stayed until 2 AM! I had a great time, but I'm glad I was smart enough to go home at a decent hour.
This morning I played
Mozart's Adagio Religioso during communion, and it went reasonably well. This is a beautiful piece that I have never gotten to do because it is too long for the offertory. It turns out it was too long for communion too, but I got to play most of it, and we ended up at a good stopping point, so I doubt anyone realized that we did not play the whole thing.