Friday, April 18, 2014
Today is Good Friday. I am hoping against hope that I am going to be able to go to church tonight. We haven't been able to go all week, even though we love to go for the Holy Week services, but I have hope for tonight. We shall see. It usually rains on Good Friday, and I always considered that it was God and the angels crying - understandable, right? The only rain called for today is "possible, in the evening" so we shall if that comes to pass.
I woke up this morning around 8:30 but convinced myself to go back to sleep - I did not want to get up that early. Not at all! I did go back to sleep, and got back up around 11. I piddled around the house for a bit, doing this and that, I boiled the eggs to be dyed tomorrow, then ate two of the cracked ones for my lunch. I cut each egg into quarters, so it seemed like I ate a lot more egg than I did. That's a secret I've learned over the last year or so - stretch your food. Instead of chomping an egg in four bites, cut it into quarters, then take three bites to eat each quarter. It lasts a lot longer that way, especially if you take care to chew each bite carefully (about 10 times). Seems weird, but it works! It took me a long time to realize silly little things like that, and look at me now - almost fifty pounds less!
I also had a serving of walnuts with the eggs, so it was a pretty decent lunch. I quite enjoyed it - it was different than what I've been having.
I got on the pute and spent some time catching up my games and all that. Then, I just got the book I've been reading and sat in my recliner to try and get it finished. I haven't enjoyed this one so very much - it's a time-travel story - and I can't wait to be done with it, but Josh, Chelle, and Corgan come in before I get finished. They are dropping Corgan off, then going shopping. Luckily, I could finish the book while sitting at my desk after they left while Corgan played on the TV. Yay!
At 5:30, I am getting worried about Ron getting home in time for me to go to church. I know he can't go, because of us having Corgan, but I want to go sooooo bad - plus I signed up to be lector tonight, and I'd hate to back out on 'em! Finally, I call him, and, luckily, he is on his way home. Whew!
I make it to church, and we have the Stations of the Cross first, then we have our Good Friday Service. They are both so touching, so intense - if you bother to think about the reasons behind them, and let everything soak into you, just embrace it and take it into your soul. If you just sit there or just go through the motions, of course it won't mean much of anything at all. But - especially this year, as I've said before - I am a sponge! I am so blessed.
After the service, I run up to IGA and grab a bag of fish for our supper tonight. It's going to be a very late supper, but that can't be helped. I also got some munchies - Munchos and shoestring potatoes - for us, just because I was too lazy to think of something else.
I went on home, got supper cooking, and played Ron and Corgan at mini-golf. Ron whooped both Corgan and I, but I came in second. Corgan did concede that we have "improved" since he had last seen us play!
Ron went on to bed, Corgan played on the TV, and I got back on the pute. Normal evening here.
I put my food into MFP, and I was less than 100 calories short for the day. I knew I ate too many pieces of fish, but I couldn't let them go to waste, could I? I thought Corgan would eat more than he did, or I wouldn't have cooked so many.
Busy day tomorrow - dying eggs in the morning, baby shower in the afternoon (after a long drive!) - hopefully - IF Ron gets Josh's car done. If not, he probably won't want me to drive his truck anywhere but uptown. I'll only get to go if I get my car back, and I won't like that. It's for someone on the O'Toole side of the family, and I've been looking forward to it for awhile. But, we'll see what happens in the morning when he gets into working on Josh's car. That part is not in our hands. I can't worry about things I can't control (something else I've had to learn over the last year) - and that's a HARD lesson to learn.
It never did rain today, either. Not sure if that's good or bad, but...there it is.
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