During the children's sermon, a pair of shoeless, stocking feet appeared on top of the communion rail.  They twitched, disappeared, then reappeared.  One of the kids, Sean is his name, apparently got quite comfy up there, and put his feet up to relax.

It was understandably a small crowd at church today.  Ray was officiating, so I was by myself in the pew.   A friend of mine, Nancy, whose attendance has been a bit erratic since the summer, when her husband died, popped up behind me and said hello.  I went and sat with her ( Read more... )

We didn't go to church Sunday, at either the 11 service or the 3 in the afternoon healing service.  I'd been looking forward to the latter.  Ray thought I felt that way on behalf of Emily and Cameron, given everything that's been going on, but I really wanted to go for myself.  I sometimes forget that I'm an adult who was raised in a hairy scary ( Read more... )

We've just watched our first QI show.  Ee gads, it's a good thing it only happens once a week, and it's only half an hour.  Because it clearly could be addictive.  Great fun ( Read more... )

We set out yesterday to visit our daughter in Rochester, at RIT.  We took pulled-pork barbecue, a tackle box of art supplies, and not a lot of expectations.  Ahem, however ( Read more... )

Yesterday was not a train-wreck at work, but it was by no means as smooth as I'd hoped.

Today we're picking up Emily and bringing her barbecue.  Then we're going to church in Rochester.   Afterwards, the plan is to go back to Em's see her place, have lunch (she's preparing it!), watch Jeeves and Wooster, then head home.

Livejournal being down wasn't exactly a problem for me.  I've been busy.  Monday, I worked at the store.  On my break, checked out information regarding health insurance for myself.  If all goes well, I will sign on Wegmans program effective January, Emily will go on RIT's, and Ray will buy one for himself through the Chamber of Commerce.  A lot of ( Read more... )

Hoo boy, big day.  Intense, at least.  We drove up to Niagara Falls for the funeral I previously mentioned.  George was a church organist of some renown.  His wife, Mary Anne, often came through my line at Wegmans.  That's where we struck up an acquaintance, then a friendship.  The woman is a verifiable, totally wonderful hoot.  As she likewise ( Read more... )

I got up fairly early - 8ish - and started hardboiled eggs cooking for dinner.  Made deluxe tuna salad with chopped onions, garlic, pickles, and the aforementioned eggs ( Read more... )

On our way back from church yesterday, we passed a spot in a street near us where a creek goes under the street.  Four feet from the edge of the road was this:

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