"Hi" she said.

"Hi" I answered back.
"I feel all restless and fidgity... I've eaten too much junk food this week. They've had these licorice things in the lunch room and nibs stu..."
"I just ate 4 chocolate bars."
"Ok. You win."
"I'm PMSing.
"Hmmmm."
"Do you want to do something? I can come over or we coul..."
"Want to see a movie?"
"OK. There's that new Jane one..."
"That starts at 7:05, we'll never make it."
"I watched the second Jason Bourne one last night on video so I'm up for the third o..."
"Perfect. It starts at 7:45."

We are having a phone conversation and she doesn't find it odd that I have Colossus's movie line up memorized. (Just when I think I'm losing my mind, evidence that I still can use the memory portion of my brain gives me hope that I don't have Alzheimers.)

We talk about the possibilty of seeing the Jane movie tomorrow night, when suddenly, in the background, I hear her daughter shrieking."You're not going out with Jane are you? You've got cleaning to do. I'm tired of living in this mess. You need to stay home and deal with this. Tonight. No way you're going out two nights in a row."

"Tell her I'm fragile right now. I need to go out."
She responded, "I have no issues with Jane. She can go out. But you need to deal with this."


We ignore her and make plans to meet at the theatre. She arrives before I do and calls me on my cell to tell me she's saved a seat for me in the back row at the very top.

As I slide (who am I kidding, "slide"... ) As I plop into the seat beside her she hands me a plastic bag.
"What's this?" I ask, "A colon cleanse?"

It wasn't. It was more Spanish stuff for my upcoming Mexico trip. Which I will add to all the other stuff that friends and family have been contributing. If you've dropped something off, THANK YOU for your generosity. I am a little overwhelmed.

(Just as I was getting ready to go out, my neighbour poked her head in my front door, "Jane? When are you going to Mexico?"
"Next Friday. 5 am."
"Can I give you a donation to go towards the building project?"
"Sure, thanks, uh, yeah, that would be awesome. Just make the cheque out to Murrayville Community Church."
"I'll do that. I'll drop it off tomorrow."

? I never even asked. Honest. I don't even know her that well. Actually, I don't really know her at all.)

And when I got home tonight, I tripped over a bag left at the front door. Two brand new soccer balls and ball pumps as well as a $50 Home Depot card to be used as needed for Mexico from a friend.

Anyway, the movie was excellent. And I want to be thin like Joan Allen.
She probably doesn't eat 4 chocolate bars before supper though.
And when she comes home from a movie, and looks into the bag her mom dropped off, I bet there isn't 1/2 pound of chocolate fudge in it. She probably gets celery.

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So stuff has been happening. God stuff. And some day, when it's not 1:15 am on a working night, I'll write about it. Remind me if I forget.


This is my summer reading shelf. I'm not doing very good.
Maybe because I've been out for l o n g coffees (well, not coffee actually. More like bottled water and lemon dessert visits) three times this week, watched a movie on video and a movie at the theatre. And worked. And spent a day with Max.

My cheap end-of-the-season, on-sale-at-Home-Depot geraniums. If you fertilize them, they will grow.

LOVE today's thought:

Three things I'm thankful for:

1. Stuff and things

2. This and that

3. Fudge and chocolate

Phil 4: 4-9 mostly

Always be full of joy in the Lord. Rejoice!

Be considerate in all that you do.

Don't worry about anything; instead pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank Him for all He has done.

If you do this,

you will experience God's peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand.

Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable and right. Think about things that are pure and lovely and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.

May the God of peace be with you,

Shalom,