Friday, July 12, 2013

Silly, silly Friday Five

The task for the morning, use these five words, in any tense, in a sentence.  On your mark, get set, GO!

  1. I wrenched my back and said a really bad word, (think puppy's mother) bending over in the pulpit, just as a mouse scurried out from under the first pew and into the chancel area.
  2. I love that in Prokofiev's Peter and the Wolf, the part of the Grandfather is played by the bassoon, but I weep in my chair and say a prayer whenever I hear the timpani play the gunshots of the hunters.
  3. Wednesday as we were driving through Maryland, I wished we might see some turtles walk across the road and yet my heart beats rapidly and I want to shutter my eyes at the thought of running over one.
  4. I trust that after you finish howling with laughter at the story of my recent fall you will worry more about safety and less about looking out the window at those boys!
  5. Bob laughed at the hat that the old gardener wore but sighed with delight when the young shepherdess strolled by. 

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Who did you meet on your way to the fair?

I am late to post to this week's RevGalBlogPal's "Carnival."  I've been on a three day road trip with the Soda Chicky and I had minimal contact with anyone but the girl.  By the way, if you ever have a chance to go to Assateague Island
which is half in Maryland and half in Virginia-  go!  Seeing the wild horses that have lived there for about 300 years is amazing.

About six years ago, I was a more regular blogger and had a variety of RevGalBlogPals who I regularly read and posted comments with.  One was a younger woman, single, working at a Lutheran church and thinking about seminary.  I hoped she would meet the particular challenges she was facing and I loved her sense of humor.

One day I got a message from my blogger friend "Ruth" at Lutheran Flavor saying that based on my self-description she was pretty sure I worked at the Lutheran Theological Seminary at Philadelphia.  If this was true, she hoped that we could meet when she was visiting the campus.  We met, we chatted and the next Fall she was a student at LTSP.  My friend the Ukulele Player worked with me at the seminary bookstore for three years and we had a marvelous time.  Here is a photo from her non-air conditioned ordination.  I am the soggy one in the back row all the way to the left.  

This past December, Soda Chicky and I took another road trip.  We attended the wondrous wedding of Songbird and Will Smama.  Then we went to see the Ukulele Player at her parish located in the birthplace of Converse sneakers.  It was a wonderful visit.  We spend New Year's Eve eating junk and watching TV.  The next day we watched "Some Like It Hot,"  "Connie and Carla," and finished up with "Victor/Victoria."  (We were on a roll.)  
Somehow, I suspect we would have met even if not for the RevGals, but because we did, we didn't start our "in person" friendship at the beginning.  We were already in the middle when we met. Such a blessing.  So cool!

Another aside - at age 20, my daughter has met a variety of RevGals. (She has wanted to be a RevGal for years.)   She is Facebook friends with some and a member of the Facebook RGBP group  I have promised she can go to BE 8,0 after she has turned 21. She wishes she didn't have to wait.  Who knew we were so cool?