Dick and I are off for the weekend. We are going, as I said to the Rochester Inn and just indulging in hot tub soaks, meals out and reading and relaxing. I have SO ready.

Anyway - I will not post on Saturday or Sunday. I hope you miss me.

Just a thought from the Cadfael Book of Days.

For those of you unfamiliar with this book, it is a daily thought book combiled by Robin Whiteman from the Cadfael Series about a fictional Welsh monk who lived in Medieval times, having entered the Shrewsbery Monestary after living a wild young life, even fighting in the crusades. Nora found the book and gave it to Mother and later to me as I expressed an interest. It is nice thinking of Mother, Nora and I reading the daily meditation. A little tie that brings us closer in thought and love. It is surprising how often the quotes relate to the world as we are expriencing it on the day of the item. Anyway. This is just a nice one.

Meet every man as you find him, for we're all make the same under habit or robe or rags. Some better made than others , and some better cared for, but on the same pattern all.

Have a special weekend. I WILL be back on Monday, Good Lord willing and the creek don't rise.

Mary

The dishwasher is FINALLY draining perfectly and they replaced the rinse dispenser so it is not leaking at the end of they cyle and leaving suds all over the dishes.
It has ONLY taken a year. Sure glad we got that service contract good til 2007.

Choir was fun tonight and our first complete song (Amazing Grace) on the bells. I play three bells. I only play a total of only a dozen or so notes but it is teaching me timing and is fun.

Several years ago, St. Mary's asked that people donate money for the bells and I gave some money from Aunt Helen's estate to purchase one of the bells and have her name engraved on it. I like to think of a bell sounding to the Lord for her. I know she hears it. We also used part of her donation to the church to fix the Angelus Bells that had not worked for years. She had expressed a desire to have them ring again because she lived right accross the church and missed the noon Angelus.

I remember in the old church that I grew up in, we had to manually play the Angelus at Noon. I had the chore for a little while. I felt very talented and powerful.

Have a nice day.

Love

Mary

Here we are at Wednesday. The day after tomorrow, Dick and I are going to "far away Sheboygan Falls" to the Rochester Inn for a holiday. I really want to get away and have nothing to do for a couple of days and it is not the best time of the year for lot of travel. We also decided to do this at the last minute and not many places have vacancies. The Rochester Inn can be accessed at rochesterinn.com.

I am looking forward to reading, sewing, writing and soaking in the whirlpool bath.

MMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!

I took Mother grocery shopping today. We were going to take her with us tomorrow, but she was out of fruit and milk and heaven knows what else, so today was better. I also finished the taxes and got them sent off. This evening I transcribed the Rhine Plymouth minutes, so the day was fruitful and satisfying.

We had a little problem yesterday. The garage door opener broke. The good news is that we were able to get someone out here early this morning and he replaced the motor. After 15 years, it had just plain worn out. The shaft, originally about 3/4 inch in diameter had worn to the diameter of a matchstick before it broke.

I arise today Through a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity, Through a belief in the threeness, Through a confession of the oneness Of the Creator of Creation.”
From the Lorica (Morning Prayer) of St. Patrick.

If you checked yesterday, I apologize. I totally forgot. I have excuses. I was rather busy.

First, bible study was a 9:30AM. There were 6 of us there and we had an animated discussion on Paul's admonition about being a good example. We have lots of opinion and lots of gun in these discussions.

Then, at 1:00 I went to Writer's Club. That was fun too. I read my Summer Evening Music poem. Dick liked it. I sent it into Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets contest, so will print it here when I know that it has no chance of winning or that it has won. Here is a little poem that needs more developing but is a kind of little core.

Don’t let go of my hand!
The sky has no ceiling
The sea has no floor
The world has no walls
I might float away.

I sent my nephew John the recipe for Slim Veggie Soup. Perhaps you'd like it - it is all bouillon and veggies.

Slim Veggie Soup

3 Cups Water
6 Beef or Chicken Bouillon Cubes
2 cans diced or stewed tomatoes
½ cup chopped onion
2 cups chopped celery (use the greens too)
2 cups shredded cabbage
2 TBSP. chopped parsley
Salt and Pepper to taste

Put water, bouillon and tomatoes in a kettle. Bring to boil. Add rest
of vegetables and bring to a boil again. Cover and reduce the heat.
Simmer until vegetables are done. Makes about 6 single cup servings.

Hope this makes up for yesterday.

Mary

The concert at Ebebezer United Church of Christ went very well. There were three chruches involved an a program of sacred music presented by the Sheboygan Music Club. We were the Choir of Ebenezer United, St. Luck United Methodist and Blessed Trinity. It is always fun to sing with a bigger choir. The choirs sang several songs together and each choir sang two pieces on their own. Blessed Trinity sang Christ Has No Body Now But Yours and On That Holy Mountain. Each choir presented a song or two for all the choirs to sing together. It is special to share the experience. The crowd was not too big but there were a few friends there, including my cousing Doug and his wife Caroline.

It is raining outside and rather chilly and damp. It is supposed to be colder this coming week.

Dick and I have decided to go to Door County next week for a holiday. I am ready to be gone and not to have to do anything for a few days. We will leave on Friday about noon, probably right after lunch and come back on Monday.

I found a nice Irish proverb.

The lake is not encumbered by the swan; nor the steed by the bridle; nor the sheep by the wool; nor the man by the soul that is in him.

Have a good Monday

Mary