Ode to Kay

I once had a mother,
Now I have another.

She's married to Pastor Paul,
I've hardly seen her since last fall.

My first mother nuzzled me with her snout,
My new mother misses me, I have no doubt.

I'll miss my mother until my dying day,
But I'm so glad to know that now I have Kay.

Happy Mother's Day, Kay!

National Day of Prayer

I heard our church was hosting a National Day of Prayer event. I wanted to attend, and maybe get a chance to see Pastor Paul and the family.



I guess I didn't understand.

I thought National Day of Prayer meant I could come anytime, all day. So I did. Come anytime, that is.

Turned out it was just God and me when I went into the church to pray. He listened to me, even though I was alone.

Aren't you glad He'll listen to you, too?

Did you know

that tomorrow, April 24, is National Pigs in a Blanket Day?



I've bundled up appropriately for the occasion and it's got me thinking.

Wouldn't something like, oh, say, January 24 be a better choice?

Happy Easter!

I tried. I really tried.

I so wanted to spend Easter in my home church.



I made it home late on Saturday night. I crashed for the night, intending to be up bright and early for church.

Well, probably not bright and early. But certainly in time for the worship service.

I forgot all about daylight savings time. Did that start today or something?

When I got to church, the furniture was all moved around. I went to the front, hoping there had been communion and I'd be able to take the sacraments to my comfort.

All I saw were plants that I think might be toxic to pigs, and plastic eggs. I know from experience that those aren't very tasty.

Thankfully, I was invited out for lunch.

I arrived at my hosts' home and admired the lovely table setting, especially a yummy looking centerpiece.

They didn't have a chair high enough for me to reach the table so they invited me onto the table to eat.

After the blessing, I headed straight for those flowers. I think pink flowers are the most flavorful, don't you?

Imagine my shock and horror when I rounded the vase, looking for a good spot for munching.

There was...oh, I'm not sure I can even say it...a...HAM!

I hated to eat and run but I grabbed a couple of those flowers and was on my way.

Although I've always lived rather frugally, I've once again decided to get a job so I have a little cash on hand.

In other words, sometimes urban foraging leaves me a little hungry.



Judging by the dust on this cash register, they don't do much business here.

I sure hope my paycheck doesn't bounce.

It's Party Time!

Happy 50th Birthday, Pastor Paul!

The Luau

I know I haven't updated my blog in a couple days.

That's because whenever I think back on the luau, I start to hyperventilate.

You see, I experienced such a range of emotions that day. It's difficult for me to share the story of the luau-I'm still trying to heal emotionally. I will attempt to get through it, though. Please pray for me.

I enjoyed the sightseeing I did on my own that day, then I followed the directions Kolina had given me to find the luau. Dan and Mary and their friends weren't there when I arrived. I saw an apple and grabbed it to tide me over until the meal was served. I guess that was my first mistake.



How was I to know that people think a pig with an apple in his mouth is something to be put on a spit over a fire? Why does no one tell me these things until it's too late?

Some not-so-friendly natives grabbed me and tied me to this stick. My apple dropped out of my mouth when I was squealing but, by then, it didn't really matter. I had already lost my appetite.

My squealing caught the attention of Fred and Dan, who happened to be arriving right then. Praise the Lord!

They grabbed the stick before the fire could be started under me. Dan explained, again, that I was with him and told the Hawaiian guys to go find their own pig.

Dan helped me off the stick and told me to stay close from now on. He told me all about luaus, too. I was pretty disgusted.

I want to take this opportunity to tell the whole world that

Dan is my HERO!