OK, today proves it.
I am a world-class idiot.
Bern told me she'd heard about wrecks in Litchfield and on I-84 and I should leave a little later for Bible Study.
I said I'd leave a little later--like 15 minutes.
Than should have meant 11:15, not 11:45!
I was on the road to Waterbury when I got a call from the church that they were wondering if I was ok.
It was 12:15--class starts at noon.
We called it off.
And I am, without a doubt, a terrible idiot....
Weather folks don't always get it right--thank goodness!
It was supposed to be near 100 degrees today but landed in the low 80's.
That would normally feel hot--but not when they told you it would be much hotter.
What should be much hotter is the pressure on our so-called president.
He is bombing Iran AGAIN!
He is attacking our health care system.
He is trying to get our life insurance companies to invest in (his) crypto-currancy (which I don't even understand what that is....)
He is obviously 'loosing it' in many ways.
What can we do?
That's what I keep waiting to know.
ICE is being curtailed in Maine after two killings and much protest.
Why not everywhere?
Life is hard even though its not that hot....
One Sunday off a month is fine with me. I don't even feel bad about not going to church--I've handled that.
I talked to my first cousin, M., a short time ago. I love her so. She was my companion as an only child. We had 12 other first cousins on my mother's side. I was the youngest until my childless aunt and uncle adopted D. M. and I decided only the three of us--M., D., and me--are still alive except maybe D., who cut himself off from the family years ago, so we don't know.
Talking with her makes me feel young again. Her little dog was in her lap and our dog, Brigit was by my side until Bern came come--then Brigit ran down to greet her.
Talking to M. is a lot like going to church--God is involved....
When I was a teen, I worked in my uncle Russel's grocery store called the H and S. I never did know what that stood for.
Uncle Russel had only two cash registers and I was at one of them. This was before machines charged the price, so I had to ring up every item manually. Russel has a Black man named Gene who cleaned up. He could also find mysteriously unwrapped ice cream bars we would share. I really liked Gene.
I go to Big Y and Bern goes to Stop and Shop. Today I went to Stop and Shop because they have 5 pound bags of ice and Big Y doesn't and we needed ice.
Stop and Shop is so huge it makes me nervous. Oh, Big Y is big--not stop and shop big.
Last week I went to the Stop and Shop in Litchfield on my way back from Bible Study. It made the Stop and Shop in Cheshire look like a Big Y!
But I did get Polar Ginger Ale, hard to find in Cheshire.
Grocery Shopping is both a burden and a joy.
I don't know which is most true.
But Big Y is more a joy than Stop and Shop.
That I know....
A Thursday with nothing to do except read and go on line and watch tennis.
Well, that's not 'nothing' is it!
Co-co Gauff lost, which disappointed me. Bern was rooting for her opponent for some reason.
Well, Co-Co is young, she'll win the English open someday.
And I love the books I'm reading, mostly Jessica Fletcher and other mysteries. I'm a real mystery guy.
And on-line I learn more reasons to hate our President. That doesn't take long.
So, Thursday isn't as bad as I thought.
How did I do that--I intend to post every day.
Well, maybe Monday and Tuesday found me unconscious in the bed.
No, that didn't happen.
And there was nothing much to distract me.
I just don't know what happened.
Maybe I posted in no-blogger land.
Anyway, today at Bible Study we began looking at the Gospel of Thomas.
Very familiar and very strange at the same time.
But well worth reading.
We didn't get far. (Find it for yourself, very interesting.)
Still next Wednesday to go.
I also want to find folks willing to do the annointing and prayers for healing, so we'll do that next Wednesday.
I'm off Sunday.
I won't go to church.
I'm getting over the shame of only going to church when I'm celebrating the Eucharist.
Just me....
Last night a thunderstorm came through dropping gallons of rain and with powerful lightning.
Besides needing rain, it kept people in our neighborhood from setting off their illegal fireworks! Two goods at once....
This morning at church the folks at Trinity celebrated my 5 year anniversary with them--some of the best cake I ever tasted (it was mostly icing!)
Bern cut my hair yesterday and I told her I'd keep count of how many people complimented me on it.
A dozen, just a little less than the 30 folks in church.
The musician was sick, so no music--but it made the service shorter!
No one ever complains that my hair and beard are too long--but boy they make up for that by complimenting when it's cut!
Good night and great morning....
