Porch Windows and Butter

Hello,

Saturday I washed the two porch windows because sometime in the winter a bird had pooped on one of them. That splatter always caught my eye and irritation when I was on my way to somewhere. So with the nice weather I was happy to have the breeze blowing in and the dirt going out. Leroy even came down and helped me by vacuuming a little in the area. I pulled out a wooden toy/storage box that we keep there. For some reason there was a bit of dirt and debris that had accumulated behind it, can you imagine? When I was done with the windows I used the remaining water to wash the floor a bit. I now have a happy feeling every time I walk into this area. No visible bird poop and not so much dirt/dust.

Last night I was looking for something in the freezer when I said, “I am going to use this butter that I had last year when Miriam’s family was here. At that time Andy complained about it being stale or freezer burned. I cannot explain why it could still be in the house when they come again this summer.”

Actually I can explain, Leroy and I do not use butter or margarine for any reason. I buy it for those times when we have company. Obviously that does not happen often enough. If we want something on bread we use peanut butter. Or we might pretend to be Slovaks and just eat plain bread.

At any rate that butter has been my possession for a long time. There are still two sticks or half of the pound to use. It will be a serious challenge for me/us to use this in two months. Leroy grew up eating margarine and seems to prefer that, if given a choice. Even though it is so old, I cannot throw it away. I must use it. It can be hard to be tied to one’s principles, especially those that were acquired as a child. Childhood principles can be seriously ingrown.

Paula

No List, No Book

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I have not had a list of jobs in the last few days. That definitely has affected my job outcome. Instead of being focused, I float around in my mind and then in life wondering what I should do next. Frequently I think of something to attend to, but something else that might have been more important, remains unfinished.

I have worked on the picture puzzle that I got out on the last day that we had snow. This has kept me indoors. I finished all the easy parts of that and only the sky with no clouds stretches out empty.

Leroy on the other hand made a mental list today. He announced rather proudly, “I was able to cross off all four things on my list.”

He has stolen my line. I have to get back in the groove.

One of my problems right now is that I do not have a good fiction book to read. I have two nonfiction selections that are about half read. However, I still like to have some fiction around to give me some escape or entertainment. Course, Leroy feels that my fiction books are not entertainment, but serious. That is true, but I know it is not real so it is good.

This afternoon I went out once again to pick up trash. I went up our alley and down the street that is on the other side. I got two full grocery bags for my effort. It does not look so bad to go past, but there are many things that are flat on the ground. I also pick up each piece of plastic that I see even if it is just a broken piece of something. I figure that plastic is so bad for the earth I should eliminate it from my life, but I do not know how to do that.

Paula

Old Age?

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This afternoon Leroy and I went to a birthday for a woman who was celebrating 90 years. It was an open house, arriving within the first half hour almost made us feel late as the room had plenty of people in it. This woman and her husband live in a retirement community situation. They are still quite independent as they can still drive. After we were seated, I looked around the room and noticed that it was full of rather active old people. How the culture has changed. My grandmother died at 87 when we all thought she was quite old.

The 90 year old celebrant looked much younger than my grandmother did when she died, certainly more vibrant. I believe my grandmother just gave up since she was not really ill, but the Dr. said she just wanted to die. There was no retirement possibilities except to go live with family and I believe that my strong willed grandmother would have been a trial for any of her seven children to take on.

After the party we visited a 98 year old guy in the same facility. He is still quite mentally sharp and could carry on an intelligent conversation. His physical body is not doing quite as well, but he seemed to feel well and alert.

Even though we have not yet retired, I wonder, how long is left for either or both of us. How do we prepare for that? When I think about where to live I get a bit stressed because no completely right answers come to mind. We talked with someone who is planning to downsize. All of their things have now become a burden. We do not have as much as many people, but it is still a bit of a burden because I do not want to just throw it away. I must start living more completely in the here and now because I cannot solve that issue. When the day comes it will all get done.

Paula

Outside

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Today, I did manage to spend some time outdoors. Two loads of clothes dried on the line. I have recently talked to two people who have commented that they cannot hang out clothes where they now live. It is written in a policy for the neighborhood. When and why did clothes drying in the wind become such a negative? I see it as a very big positive. Both for giving me an excuse to be outside enjoying nature as well as the help it gives to the earth. Some things have gotten changed around in our minds. It would appear that some feel clothes dryers that are mechanical contribute to the luxury and the good life so much that clothes lines are banned.

Where will Leroy and I live when we do retire? Will I be able to do the things that I value such as hanging out clothes and having a garden? There are certainly many issues to consider besides what city should we live in.

In the afternoon, I went out and walked just the street in front of our house while picking up trash. It was fairly clean, but I still managed to fill a grocery bag full which I transferred to the large bag from the city. I know someone else who picks up trash when they walk. They told me they do not pick up cigarette butts. I did pick them up even though extra effort is required because of the small bit of stuff, however when we picked trash up with the college students one of them told me about the damage that those stubs do to the environment.  I cannot remember the details, but it was not good, so I made the effort and picked them up.

Leroy is outside now working in the raised bed gardens in front of the house. We have not planted anything yet, but that will happen soon. I do have chives and winter onions that are ready to harvest. That pleases me.

Paula

New Glasses and Switching Cars

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We had gotten a call on Monday that my new glasses were in, but forgot to check messages. Today was a good day to get the new glasses. When I first tried them on there was a blurry area on one lens. Luckily that was a smear. It took a bit of adjusting to get it lined up correctly. I thought I would more quickly notice how well I could see, but that was not the case. Perhaps I just take it for granted. I will have to say that they are a smaller area lens than my old glasses and I notice that. They are quite thick at the edges. But I can see. I have some old clip-on sunglasses that I use in the car since the progressive lens does not darken so much there. The new lens on the left is so thick that the clip does not go around it. I will have to figure out a solution or maybe these new ones are better than the old were.

Hopefully they will last for quite some time. It is a lot of money, but it keeps my life very normal. I may not have a Kate Spade bag, but I have Kate Spade glasses. Do you think that guy only showed me the most expensive frames, or was it right that only three worked with my prescription, face and what I might like? I opted for the second costliest.

Leroy has switched cars with me because I was excited when I drove the newer car at night. The lights are so much better that I felt much more comfortable. I drive home from work two nights and have appreciated the new view.

The hard part of changing cars from time to time is knowing which car I am in and whether I should be shifting or not. The more difficult time was when I drive the shift car and could not figure out why it would not start. It was because I had not engaged the clutch. How quickly new habits are formed! I also like using the radio on the new car.

I got the car washed at a place where human beings clean it out and dry it. They put on the hazard warning lights which I had not noticed until I pulled out on the busy street. Since I had never used them on this car, I could not immediately see the button to turn them off. I had to quickly pull off on a side street and come to a stop before I did a more thorough search. Now I know where that button is so I will be prepared if I should need them in the near future. The far future is a matter of forgetting.

Paula

Sun, Dust, Plastic

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The sun was beautiful this morning. I bask in its warmth, light and positives. Oh no, a negative! Dust was suddenly visible on some furniture that had been missed when cleaning. The good thing is that those dust motes could be eliminated from our living space. I just did not want to see that something had been missed and perhaps should be dealt with while still visible.

Because the sun was so nice and the temperature, for at least ten days, is predicted to be above freezing, the poinsettias are now outside enjoying the outdoors. They were joined by the four amaryllis pots as well as one spider plant. The impatiens that have lived in jars all winter to become seriously root entangled in the water, have been cut off with the possibility of roots growing and a later transplant to the outdoors. I like the plants, but I am happy to move them out and give us more space in our environment.

Yesterday on the walk home from church we found three plastic bags plastered against a fence with the wind smacking them. We picked them up and gave them a new purpose in life by picking up trash on the one block that we had yet to cover. We did not fill the bags, but I suspect one would have been full if combined. We had picked up a large bag from the city’s one bag challenge to clean up the streets. We dumped the contents of the bags into that bag and will take a walk from time to time with those rescued bags and continue filling the challenge bag which is larger than I want to drag around with me. Unexpectedly helping on Earth day! Our neighborhood clean up days were first postponed and then cancelled because of snow. Yesterday was a perfect day to be out picking up debris.

Paula

Eco Fest

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Yesterday Leroy and I went downtown to the eco fest. I have been looking/considering a new or at least newer car. My foremost criteria are that it would have the latest safety features that we can afford plus it would have great gas mileage. There were a number of electric cars there. Leroy and I were very impressed with the Tesla. Now can we part with that much money for something that just moves us from place to place? One previous car that we looked at has all the safety features, but the gas mileage is not quite as good as one that has most of the features, but not all. Leroy says, but not seriously, that we should just get both so we have it all covered. Now if we could stick them together the problem would be solved. Neither of those cars were the all electric. That attracts me a lot and Leroy seemed quite interested in them as well. More looking and considering is in the future.

We were quite impressed with the variety of booths that were at the Eco event. There were many things to learn about the local possibilities in industry/home as well as the nature around us.

We had planned to travel up to the top of Mount Trashmore, but the line for the bus was quite long. It will be open later in the summer for people to walk or bike up, no more bus rides at that point. We figure we can do either of those human powered options.

The African/American Museum was celebrating their 25^th anniversary so we visited them. We have been there twice before, but there is always something new to see. Quite frankly I have to admit that I do not see it all in one visit or perhaps I do not remember what I saw on a previous visit. It was a great time out and about.

We forgot to get the car washed, but all that dirt will stay for another day.

Paula

Dentist Visit

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I had my semiannual dental check this morning. I like getting that done because my teeth are so much cleaner than when I walked in the door. Also I like my dentist and the hygienist. It is a good feeling too when everything checks out to be good. Isn’t it amazing how long our body parts last even with benign neglect?

Before I left the house I was a little concerned because sleet and rain had come down for some time. It was a bit slippery to walk to the garage, but the streets were not slippery. Is that because there is so much traffic keeping the road surface warmer? At any rate, I was pleased that it was safer than I had expected.

Leroy went to work before the winter weather settled in. I consider him a spoiled guy because he gets to park in the museum garage. Consequently when he is ready to come home, he does not have to scrape the windows, but just gets in and drives.

I did wipe off the back car window when I came out of the dentist’s office. I stopped at a grocery store on the way home. I scratched the ice off the outside rearview mirrors before I got back in the car. I just used my finger nails so it was not thick ice. When I got home I cleaned off the back up camera as it was difficult to see around the water spots. Hopefully all this will be gone tomorrow when I go to work once again. Yoga is at 8:00 so I must leave fairly early, however all those people going to Iowa City will surely mean that the interstate is good. I am not so sure about the road to Ely. There is always a lot of traffic coming toward me, but not much on my side of the road.

I just got a note that there will be no choir practice tonight. I had been wondering if we would dare walk on the sidewalk or if we must take the car. Instead we will sit in the chair. Should I be walking around now?

Paula

Eyes

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My eyes have been checked. They are healthy, but sight is limited, however new glasses bring it close to the optimal level. Because I can still see to read and do things that are close it means the cataracts are not hampering my life enough to have them taken away. The new glasses could be available in 10 days or three weeks. The ten day figure appeals to me, but I have no control over the outcome. New frames will be acquired as well. The guy who was helping said, “There is no longer a lab in town where they will put the lens in your frames. We can do that in the office here, but we do not guarantee results with your strong prescription.”

I threw caution to the wind and selected, with help, new frames. This guy seemed quite comfortable saying which frames looked best on me. With my strong lens, frame options are rather limited. Only three were looked at. I just hope he and Leroy have that good eye. One nice thing they did have mirrors on the wall so I could walk right up to it to see myself, but the view is a little distorted because of the necessary of being so close with clear glass in the samples.

We are members of AARP. That means we got 20% off, if I had only gotten the lens it would have been just 10% off. So that made it a little easier to handle. Again I got extras that added dollars to the total. I get charged extra for those strong lenses. I pay to have them be as light and thin as possible. I got special no glare lens.  I also get the no line bifocals as well as the lens which are sunglasses when needed. I wear these everyday so it is not like buying a dress that I will only wear once or twice. Just justifying the cost!

I will be grateful that they are there helping me every day. My life would change radically if they were not on my face seeing with me. I am grateful for all the inventors who have worked to make this a normal life for me.

Paula

Newsletter, talking, owl

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I delivered almost ¾ of the neighborhood newsletters that are my responsibility. By the time I got home I had over 10,000 steps on my tracker. I will admit to being a bit tired. I work tomorrow and Saturday. I saw a prediction that it could rain on Friday so I am not sure when I will finish the job. Sunday we are to have a neighborhood clean up if it does not snow as predicted.

While I was out delivering the newsletters I was putting one under a mat by a front door when the door opened, startling me. It was a neighbor who was just getting his mail. He seemed pleased to get the newsletter when I handed it to him. At another house a guy was sitting on his porch. I was able to hand the paper to him. That makes it nice since then I know it stays where I put it until it is retrieved. This particular man told me he had had a stroke so he does not get out much. He was certainly in a mood to talk. I visited for a while before I remarked that I must move on. I feel a little guilty about that, but I knew I have several more to deliver.

On the walk home I heard an owl hooting. I stopped, searched the tops of the trees in the direction of the sound, but saw nothing except a crow flying around. Perhaps the crow was annoying the owl. A couple days ago I heard an owl closer to the house, but that was at night when it seems right to hear owls. I am glad that they have been able to survive in the city or perhaps they just fly in for a visit. I was pleased to learn that my guess of it being a barred owl agreed with the sounds I was able to find online. How did we manage before the computer and the internet was so ubiquitous?

Paula

Handling Differences of opinion

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At the library I consider it important that people who have many different beliefs and philosophies feel comfortable there. The library should be open to all. So generally I do not express my opinion on any subject that seems controversial. It is easier if I agree with the speaker to nod and concur without saying much of anything. Also, if my feelings are not strong about the subject, it all it makes little difference to me to listen to someone else express their ideas. However it becomes harder when I passionately hold a diametrically opposed point of view. I sometimes wonder, “Do they think I agree with them because I say nothing in particular? Does it matter what I think in this situation?”

Last night at work two different patrons at different times told me issues that I have rather strong opinions about. My stance is quite different from their opinion. I came away from the “talk” feeling quite conflicted perhaps because I said nothing about my point of view. Being silent does cost something emotionally.

Perhaps many of us have difficulty expressing different opinions while being concerned about the reception in the listener. My childhood home did not have many political discussions so I rarely heard people talking from different sides of an issue. Or perhaps they were all on the same side of almost every concern.

There was some talk about other religions, but I am ashamed to say that was more on the level of “us them” type of comments with “us” being seen as superior and correct to “them”.

It is indeed not a perfect world. Now if I can figure out how to have your opinion and my different opinion, help us remain on good terms, the world would be perfect.

Paula

Snow and Flowers

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I hear many complaints about the cold and the snow that we have been experiencing in April. For some reason it does not bother me so much. Again I think about how little I really have to experience it as I have a warm house, warm car, and warm clothes. There was not so much wind so even walking to church was quite comfortable. One thing is for sure with these temperatures I do not have to fight for my space on the sidewalk as others avoid the outdoors.

On the way home from church I walked by a house where many interesting things grow. Sure enough some brave yellow buds were coming up close to the ground. They were far enough from the sidewalk that I was not sure if they were crocus or not, but it seemed likely.

Sunday afternoon it started to snow. Because the street and sidewalk had retained some of the heat from yesterday’s sun the snow did not pile up there even though the grass and trees collected quite a lot. One thing nice about the spring snows is that we do not have to shovel. Although I like to shovel so I do miss it a little. It is so satisfying to see the clear space open up behind me when I look back.

The pink Christmas cactus is once again starting to bloom. There are at least five buds opening and perhaps ten more on the way to becoming real. One bud is on the white cactus. It can’t keep up, but needs to feel worthy of its existence.

Paula

Library Plant

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One library plant has not thrived, in fact it has lost a third of itself. I am not sure what it is called. It could be the pony tail plant or red-margined dracaena. Because it does not have a swollen stem base I consider it not a good possibility for the pony tail plant. However that base stores water and this plant has been frequently over watered. Once I had to take it out and let it sit outside to drain off after I had dumped water out of the base. I am not sure how it got so much water, but I would suspect people were dumping their water bottles in there when they did not want to drink all of the water.

My boss said, “That plant needs to go in the garbage.”

“I could take it home and compost it,” I volunteered.

She rolled her eyes a little at me and repeated, “In the compost?”

She knows me too well. That plant is still in my house languishing in a corner.

I wonder about cutting the stem and starting a new one as well as repotting it. I have not found information that tells me it would be ok to cut the stem and re-root. I will repot when the weather is better and I can tend to the mess outside. Most of the plants that come to my house live a much longer life and some even look much better. There are two plants at the library that I did cut off stems and they now look great. One is so perfect that several people wondered if it were fake. The plant hospital is open, but not for violets. My parent violet is struggling to survive. The two violet shoots look as if they might make it, but I am not betting on them yet.

Paula

Missing Sock

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Because the carcinoma was taken off Leroy’s shin the surgeon suggested that he get some compression socks. Even though our friends recommended getting some for the long flight to Europe, we did not do that. Now I am thinking we could have gotten a bit more wear out of them.

Leroy only got two pairs as he felt he could wash them out over night. Instead I did a load of black clothing and included them. That was easy, but hard on my sense of schedule as I “never” wash clothes in the evening. I had some wool socks in there that I always hang up so I decided to hang these as well since they needed a cool dryer. One pair was up on the rack very quickly, followed by one sock. I kept expecting to find the fourth sock, but it did not appear. I went back and searched in the washer, followed by a search in the dryer. Then I checked the clothes rack carefully, but that sock did not appear. I have heard all about socks disappearing in the wash, but I had not often experienced that, especially after our children left home. I complained to Leroy, “Where could it be?”

Leroy looked in the same places, but also did not find it. I finally got a flash light and found that sock hanging on the bottom of the clothes rack in plain sight!

Today I washed those socks again and looked for them so I could hang them on the rack. But one sock was missing. I checked the dryer and found it tucked up against another item that could take a little more heat. I rescued it and put it on the rack to dry. Do you think it just does not like the rack? Sound too much like a torture device?

Paula

Friday Shopping

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The first part of my shopping moved quite speedily. I do not spend much time looking at things that are not on my list. As I have mentioned before shopping is not something high on my list of fun activities.

At the grocery store I was amazed at the number of cars in the parking lot. “What was going on?” I wondered. In the store it was not much of a deal until I got to the check out where many people seemed to have landed at once. They opened an additional lane, but people ahead of me moved over there. I looked at the other lines and decided to stay where I was. In this store we put our own groceries up on the conveyer belt. The woman ahead of the woman ahead of me had not removed anything from her almost full cart and it was her turn. I grabbed my purse off my cart, slipped ahead of the woman ahead and told the other woman I would help her unload her cart, both to move the line and I was wondering if she has some not obvious health issues. She did not seem pleased with the help. “Do you think it will take so long?” she asked.

Because she had not told me to help or not, I said, “Well it could be awhile,” as I started putting her things on the belt while the checker was waiting for some action.

This woman did not crack a smile or seem pleased, so I suppose I overstepped my bounds. However the woman ahead of me smiled broadly as I proceeded back to my cart.

While I was putting my groceries up the checker moved one of those portable dividers in the slot and come close to getting my fingers. She apologized. I said, “You missed me, you will have to try harder next time.”

The people, who were close enough to hear, burst out laughing.

The car needed gas and the station on the way home had a good price so I pulled up to the pump only to see, after I got out in the cold gale blowing on the top of the hill that I was driving the car with the gas cap on the other side of the car. I burst out laughing at myself.

For some reason it took some thought about how I should maneuver around to be properly lined up for fueling. I put in my card. The display on the pump wanted my zip code, and did I have my rewards card. I had already done this before. My poor fingers and head were complaining about the cold, but I got that done.  Now, however, it did not work saying my credit card was not valid. I groaned and hopped in the car driving to a station that was close but beyond my home from this direction.

At least here the wind was not so fierce and I felt much more comfortable going through the steps, however this time I told the pump that I had a debit card, which I really did not; I had gotten the wrong button. Now I must see the attendant. She asked, “How can I help?”

When I told her about my dilemma she just laughed with me. I asked to do a prepay which was not a big issue. Finally I got gas in the car and I could go home.

Paula

Saturday Work

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Last Saturday, I was relaxed in my preparations to go to work because I leave an hour later on Saturday. I had a vague feeling that I was forgetting something, but did not think of anything important. After I got to work and started settling in I realized that I had forgotten to bring my lunch. I could buy lunch in town, but I was the only one working on Saturday, so leaving the library was not an option.

Sometimes someone will bring some random food item to share with people at the library. I was hoping Saturday would be the day. However, no one got my mental message.

I was grateful that I had filled my snack bag with the nut and date mixture. They were my morning snack, lunch, and afternoon snack. Certainly not much variety, but filling none the less.

I was not very busy with patrons, but had a bit of my desk work to do so I was able to keep myself busy. It seemed to me to be an interesting observation that almost all of the patrons before noon were males. In the afternoon most were female with children. Could one make a theory about such? If so, what would those theories be since we really have no idea why anyone chose the time.

One of the women, who came in the afternoon, an older woman, was disappointed that my boss was not there because she wanted some help with her husband’s tablet. “Do you know much about computers?” she asked.

“Depends on what the problem is,” I responded.

“It will not let him on Fb,” she said.

She had the password so we could open the tablet. She then said, “It is in airplane mode. Why he would do that I do not know.”

I was able to show her how to get out of airplane mode and how to turn on the wifi. She had a password for his FB account, but the message was that it was incorrect. I told her, “If you get the right password from him, it should work. Or this is how you get a new password from the company.”

I hope it all worked, at least I did not hear from her again. I was pleased with myself. There were many things she could have needed for which I would have been no help. Did I look smarter than I am?

Paula

Bradway Health Report

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Leroy has had the second squamous cell carcinoma removed from his leg. It was a small one and it only took one pass to eliminate it. He is in no pain although he is supposed to treat it with respect and not do any biking for three weeks. He cried a little about that, but recovered from that loss. The surgeon also told Leroy that he can expect more of these visitors on his legs as he has already had two in about the same spot.

Yesterday after the extraction, he stayed home and watched movies. He tells me he was quite tired in the evening. I personally suspect that it was from too much inactivity. His spirit does not know how to handle that. Today he went back to work with the idea that he would put his leg up when he could. Those mostly sit down jobs can be done with a certain amount of disability.

Last night I got up to go to the bathroom. We never turn on lights for such a trek. My toes smacked into a bookcase in the hall. It was quite a toe stub pain that shot up to my brain. “Pay attention!” was the response from the head.

I managed to miss any other hazards on the rest of the trip. However my toes still hurt after I got in bed, but not enough to keep me awake for long. This morning when I stepped on that poor abused foot, I could still feel some discomfort. It was particularly noticeable in morning Tai Chi class as the toes are bent in various poses. Healing will come and I have learned a lesson for a while, “Pay attention when walking around in almost darkness.” In time I will feel totally confident and zoom along at a reckless speed and disregard once more.

Paula

Easter Sunday Morning

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We set the alarm early so Leroy could get to church on time. He was assisting at the 8:00 service. He plans to get there an hour early to tend to any last minute details as well as gather his thoughts to the appropriate venue. I did not have to be there until 8:45 to participate in singing the Halleluiah Chorus at the end of the 8:00 service.

Since we were not leaving at the same time I just got breakfast ready and helped him in any way that he needed so he could leave the house at 6:30 for his cold, brisk, early morning walk. It was 17 degrees F. when we got up. All went smoothly and he left the house on time, he probably even got there ahead of time.

I then cleaned up the kitchen, selected and gathered my clothes, took a shower, figured out that I needed a backpack to carry my dress shoes, got out my walking shoes, got out my coat, hat, and scarf. As I usually do I combed out my hair putting it in place so it would look ok when dry.

Leroy and I had read the devotions, but now I reread them as I usually do with an additional time of meditating and writing in my journal.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was ten after. With thoughts of “Oh no how did it get so late?” I hurriedly put on my warm outer wear and sped out the door for the mile walk to church.

On the way I saw no other people walking and no cars until I came to the main drag where there were only three cars in sight. At the church there were almost no cars in the parking lot. Inside I could tell that no service was in progress. That mystified me as the first service should be almost finished. I was getting ready to take off my coat when another person came in the coat rack area. Finally I asked her, “What time is it?”

She looked at her watch and said, “It is 7:30.”

Oh no, I was at church an hour and fifteen minutes early. What now? I did not have anything to do during that time so I just turned around and walked back home. Arriving in enough time to make the bed and read for almost 25 minutes before I headed back out. That meant that I got in a three mile walk before the service.

The real downer is that my hair was still a little damp when I set out the first time. Because it was so cold I had to pull my hood close to be comfortable. When that happens with my hair, it flattens into some odd postures and will not rebound.

I wore a dress and I am grateful for the legwarmers that I bought a couple years ago. I was prepared to be outside for so long.

Consequently it was a bad hair day for me, but a wonderful Easter. As is often true, the service moved and touched my soul.

Paula