I've really got to get on the ball. I haven't done anything since coming back from Bakersfield. I really need to get going on my research project so I can graduate. I've been quite the slacker lately... I just don't seem to have the enthusiasm for my subject as most of my fellow grad students have. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to suck it up and make myself hang on until I reach the finish line... And I'm REALLY not looking forward to taking comps this fall. Nope, not at all.
At least this past weekend was great - cold, but great! I met a new brother @ the Passover service; well, technically he's not 'new', but he hadn't attended church for years. He certainly sounded as though he was glad to have found us (via the TV broadcast) and will probably be attending in Charlotte, which is a little closer to his home. We had warm water again for the 2nd year in a row! There's nothing quite like sticking your feet into an ice-cold basin. I was also reminded at Passover that my feet are quite ticklish.
I didn't actually get to hear much of the sermons on the weekly Sabbath or the 1st Day of UB. Noah was not feeling well and he refused to stop crying. Both days I walked around with him pretty much the entire sermon, constantly patting his back. That brought back memories of having to do the same thing to his older brother 5 years ago. I think the problem was gas, but it only seemed to affect him over the weekend. Yesterday he was back to normal, being the quiet drool machine that he normally is.
I guess I'll go home and get something to eat now. Before I go though, I think I'll leave my adoring public with some of my random thoughts:
I no longer like Penn & Teller...
NBA action IS fan-tastic - especially the playoffs. Although, I don't see why they must last until June...
20 years ago, when both were at their commercial peak, no one would've argued that Prince was more normal than Michael Jackson. NOW, however...
I love my church family...
I wish more of my relatives were a part of my church family...
I should not get upset when fictional characters are killed in a story I'm reading - even if I've followed these characters and watched them develop over the course of 6.5 books and 3,000+ pages.
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So who's feet did you wash? I was curious about that, but I didn't ask any of the men. I was pleasantly surprised when I stuck my feet in the nice warm water.
Ash - Probably Sunday. I'll call Sat. nite and get my schedule.
Summa - Mr. Pitts.
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