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Week 33: Pancakes in the Park, 17 August 2008

When I start my cult, this is totally going to be my tag line: “We don’t want to make war; we want to make pancakes.” http://www.pancakesinthepark.org/ The local newspaper wrote about them: Pancake Mix: Every other weekend, new friends gather … Continue reading

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Other Terrible Gifts

My friend Linda (who says it might just be that she’s grumpy) thinks the 10 Plagues Wine Glass Markers might be on par with the Chocolate Crucifix. If you have other suggestions, let me know.

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Week 32a: ECOR in the Park, 10 August 2008, 10am

Michael was asked to come and play (guitar) this morning at the annual ECOR in the Park service, which was very cold, and nearly rained out.  We stayed for the potluck afterward, but went home to nap and warm up … Continue reading

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Week 32: Cathedral of St. John the Evangelist, 10 August 2008, 8am

Michael was asked to play the ECOR in the Park service this morning at 10, so we went to the 8am Mass at the Cathedral of St. John the Evangelist, which is the Episcopal cathedral for the Diocese of  Eastern … Continue reading

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Chocolate Crucifix

My sister has this monologue she does every so often about how the worst gift in the world is a chocolate crucifix, because what are you going to do with it?  You can’t eat it she insists.  You can’t throw … Continue reading

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Week 31: Foundation Baptist Church, 3 August 2008

I proposed this morning that we call it quits and re-title the book “A Month of Sundays” . . . but I was mostly just kidding. We’re taking Farmergirl off to camp this afternoon, and Michael insisted we find an … Continue reading

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Skinhead Prunes

Michael considers this one of my major character flaws: I like to have dinner parties because I like mixing people and ideas over food, and the voyeuristic side of me likes to see what will happen*. My friend Teresa says … Continue reading

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One fish, two fish; Red Fish, Blue Fish

When people come over in the summer and see the two Mr. Coffee pots on the woodstove, each holding a fish, there’s invariably a crack about our dinner plans or sadism.   For the record: we never fired up the … Continue reading

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Head Like a Bowling Ball

It’s sad, but it’s true: I have a head that’s shaped like a bowling ball. Or a pumpkin. Bowlingball Medusa. Bowling Ball Silkworm. Bowling Ball in a Fancy-tied scarf. Bowling Ball in a Stetson. Don’t pity me. I might konk … Continue reading

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Week 30: Fairchild AFB Chapel, 27 July 2008

My dad offered to take us to the base chapel for a service, figuring that it’s better to go now, before the program year gets underway at his church and he “becomes more involved” (which sounds like he plans to … Continue reading

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