Choir again tonight. We are working on the German Mass. We have the parts down pretty well and are stumbling through the words. Next week we go to Milwaukee to practice at the Bavarian Inn with the big choir. We figure that we are pretty green, but that there will be lots of segments of the choir and individuals who REALLY know what they are doing and we just have to kind of search them out when we get there. It is always easier in numbers and the music is quite lovely. Nothing like the rather strange Polka Masses that we have had at Blessed Trinity.

Dick got his blood tested today and Sue says that her is boring again. He is ALWAYS within the perameters. We went down to the lab for his blood test that follows the yearly physical and then went to breakfast and grocery shopping. We shared an omelet today. I talked him into a Feta Cheese, onion and tomato omelet and it was very very good.

This afternoon we went back to the clinic to se a nutrition specialist for advice on how to help Dick lose some weight. We have some good ideas from her and and Dick is agreeable. The hardest part will be the exercizing but as she said - keep is easy and slow. And just do it. He has been reducing his portions very well the past few months.

It was beautiful today. It rained a bit at about 8:00AM but that was all finished by 9:00 then it got sunny and warm, about 76 degrees.

I found fresh tuna steaks at the grocery store, so we will have them tomorrow night for dinner. I do like fresh tuna. We will find out if Dick does. I know that I had leftover tuna from somewhere and he liked the tuna sandwiches that I made from it.

When I was a little girl, I remember going to a family picnic at a big house that was perched up on top of a hill. It was for the Bowser Family. (My Mother's side.) I remember playing with lots of cousins, though I don't know who the were anymore, but we kids got to drink all the soda we wanted. In those days that was a real treat. I bring this up because when I think this is one of the few times that I met Fr. Mike when I was a kid. I don't remember him but I do remember his mother, Eileen. Eileen was a beautiful woman with black black hair and very elegant looking. she looked almost like a Spanish woman. She was quite an interesting person. Very opinionated and worked for years at the Kettle Moraine prison. She died before I came back from California and is buried under a big Celtic Cross in the newer section of the cemetary at Our Lady of the Angels church. Johnny Bill Shea, her husband, is there now and there is a space between them where Mike will be laid to rest some day. Johnny Bill said that he arranged that so the Mike be a mediator and keep them from fighting through eternity. He said they fought all the time in life and he wouldn't have had any other kind of woman.

Happy Friday.

Mary