{PHFR} Summer Cold Edition

The summer cold is trying to kill me. Each day I think it can't get worse and then it does. All the work I planned to do to get ready for fall Sunday school has completely fallen away and I've wandered around in stupid coughing circles, losing important items, like my journal/school planner, the music for Sunday, my Solemn Communion folder and my good sissors. Finally gave up yesterday and lay back on the gross school room couch and read Barbara Pym for nearly the whole afternoon. Life is pain.

{Pretty}

I always think all the vegetables, before you lay the chicken and sausage all over them, are so pretty.

Lots of lemon thyme, and olive oil, and it all melded together fragrantly. Have I mentioned that I bake chicken every Tuesday night? Well I do. Every Tuesday I'm compelled, one way or another, to bake chicken. This week I added sausage because of having company. And potato. Usually I don't bother with potato but special company calls for quartered potato. Not only pretty, but after it's baked, delicious.

{Happy}

Here we are, Matt in his super fancy cool new Scottish tie, driving to our anniversary dinner out, mildly squabbling in that pre-dinner way, before the wine has been poured, about the failings of both parties, and how they should have been better all day long, and whether is it even a good idea to be going at this moment, when there were other ways to spend the time and money, and so the long three minute car ride wears on. Then you sit with a huge menu in your lap, forced to chose between lamb and a pork chop and different kinds of fish and steak, and you worry that you will make the wrong choice, and it won't be ok, and then, as you finally raise a glass to your lips, and eat a bite of real celebratory bread, you sit back and feel really happy.

{Funny}

I don't know if this is really funny or not.

Gladys arranged the castle and a lot of nights in the haze before bed, in the dark, in the school room (somehow there's no light in there at all, but we don't need it because we don't do school at night, really only during the day, is when we do school) and then she wanted a picture, and so she posed for one. Solemn. A solemn portrait, Wide Lipped Sardonic Child with Playschool Castle and Knights on Teetery Weird Rolling Tea Tray.

{Real}

Got to go to a really beautiful baby shower. Had to hold a hot lank “baby” nearly the whole time.

Was sure she wasn't napping any more, but, in fact, she was only taking it up again this one time so I wouldn't be able to go back up for more cake. Still, a beautiful shower. And a really lovely prayer time for the mamma and baby. We gathered and layed hands on her and prayed and prayed for many things and I was so enoucraged by the strength and faith of the women at this church.

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