This and that

So, I reached the one year anniversary and quit blogging. At least that's the way it seems.

Actually, this has been sort of a confusing week, with seemingly nothing in the right place. It started when we skipped church on Sunday. Well, we skipped church at Westover, since it was Senior Sunday and for the first time since I have been doing sound there I did not have the duty for this activity; in the past it has been a looooong drawn-out process to recognize nearly 30 high school seniors - none of whom we knew.

We went wandering out to High Point Fellowship in Cedar Park, which started as a church plant of folks from Westover and has evolved into a place of last resort for many disenchanted church of Christ folks. The band has something to do with that, but they do other atypical things. Like the other Sunday morning they went out to do service projects instead of meet for worship; the activity that got all the press was subsidizing the cost of gasoline at a local service station for $2.99 all morning.

Then, since we were in the neighborhood, we went back to I-35 and ate at Cracker Barrel, a place we never go to in Austin because it is half-way to Georgetown; we would need subsidized gas. We thought we would be smart, getting there early but there were a lot of people smarter than we were.

Sunday afternoon we went to the graduation exercises for Austin Grad. We know a couple of the Master's candidates well (actually Mom knows most of graduates - I know only two). Barely time for a nap and then we went to a graduation party given by the husband of the person we know best. Nice intimate little get-together with 45 other guests.

Monday Rob came in about supper-time; he had come for the visitation and funeral services (on Tuesday) of Jo Ann Davis. He describes this in detail here.

Tuesday morning we all attended the funeral, then lunch at California Pizza Kitchen before he had to make the long haul back to Lubbock and we tried to catch up with the things undone so far this week.

Wednesday I worked on an equipment cabinet for the sound system at church and Mom did the laundry she normally does on Tuesday; now it's Thursday evening and we are home after our time spent reading for the blind and delivering meals, hoping Friday's activities will bring some normalcy back to our lives. It's hard to deal with change when you are old and 'sot in your ways.