Category Archives: Weekly Report

I wish you could have been there.  Fall feels like it’s blowing in early this year, and Lake Pend Oreille is beautiful.  Much of this region was carved out when the ice dam to Glacial Lake Missoula broke during the … Continue reading →

This morning was the fifth message in an 8 part series based on A Heart Like Mine by Cindy Valenti-Scinto, called “One is Not the Loneliest Number” (which is also the fifth of eight chapters in the book). I’m not … Continue reading →

Yesterday we picked up a new toy for Michael (it’s a planer), and today he said he didn’t really want to go to church at all, but at least could we go as late as possible? Since he was otherwise … Continue reading →

Some time ago, while walking through the Spokane International Airport, I noticed a billboard for the “World Famous Singing Nuns” from Spokane. I hardly knew we had any women religious in Spokane, let alone world famous singing women religious. Anyway, … Continue reading →

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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →

At 3pm, we were still in the house. Michael was still wearing his moose jammies.  I still hadn’t showered. At 4pm, Michael announced he was going to go take a nap. We left for the evening service at The Porch … Continue reading →