Pack cinnamon buns and a whole baked salmon for church. Open and set up. Guest minister; really scrambled service. Dave T the sound tech, may the rich blessings of his hard work attend him, ripped me a copy of Freedom from last week’s service. Got asked for the music.
Helped a tiny bit with cleanup for the mother’s day tea (which was mostly soup and coffee – I had the nine bean plus smokies soup and it was awesome.) Got all pouty over taking dirty dishes home to wash and Peggy released me from that duty. John / Joy S took Carol home which was very kind of them. Talked to Frances Deverell for a bit. Why does everybody think I should go to leadership school? It’s a poser. Food I brought went over well.
Dinner, for which I had help, consisted of Paul and Keith and Kate coming over for dinner, Paul barbecuing salmon, me boiling up a head of cauliflower, Paul committing corn to a watery boil, and me making salad. All the food was fabulous and there’s one tiny bit of leftovers.
After dinner called me mOm and everybody got to talk to her on the phone and that was HER mother’s day present and she has neither to unwrap it nor store it. She mentioned that she’s getting Rawd’s 12 archive boxes of family history stuff. Yikes.
I also played Buzz a lot. My callouses are thick and I’m really enjoying it.
