Finally, and very circuitously, and I don't know if I could do it again, I managed to access my blog on my laptop. I have been warned - I am not sure why because I don't think they had the NSA in mind - that the internet is a free for all, and anyone can read my blog. I would just like to say it has taken me most of the evening to pull up my own blog, on my own laptop, so I defy anyone else to try and find it.
Out early in the bitter cold this morning to Kiwanis at the Senior Centre. Our speaker was a Master Gardener, she is also - and I didn't mention this in the bulletin because I don't believe that women should be defined by who they are married to - the wife of one of the civic leaders in Shawnee, the popular owner of the Shawnee Milling Company, a business in town established by the current owner's grandfather. She manages the large Feed Store and Garden Centre on the edge of town, and she was talking to us firstly about a Garden Show being held on Saturday morning in Shawnee, it sounded very interesting and I would go except that I am off on another retreat (!!) in the City on Saturday. She then went on to talk about gardening generally, and I felt quite inspired listening to her. She talked about raised beds and growing vegetables in pots, and gave us all a free packet of lettuce seeds.
Getting in the car and grasping hold of the icy cold steering wheel I decided I had to buy some gloves (the reason I was putting it off is because I know I've got some, but can't find them) Anyway, I leave the Senior Centre, get to K-Mart at 9.45 (and the time, as you will later see, is significant) but when I get in the store the only gloves I can find are special, very thin, ones to wear for texting.........!!##****!!##!* words are failing me. However, I continue meandering around the store and eventually find a pair designed to keep ones hands warm. Take them to the checkout, ask the cashier to cut off the tags and pull them on, feeling very happy as I walked to the car, that my hands felt warm (this story is going somewhere, I promise you). I went to Communion at Emmanuel and afterwards, walking through the parish hall at 12.45 I pull on my nice warm gloves......to find a hole in the finger!!!!! How many times have I ranted about Chinese imports in this country, but they do usually last a bit longer than three hours.
After Communion eight of us went to lunch. I'd quite hoped to go to the Bricktown Brewery but we always fall in with the first person who makes a suggestion, which in this case was a place called 'Chillis' which as you might imagine caused me to feel just a little apprehensive. I asked tentatively if they had any non spicy food and was assured they did. They actually had quite a big menu, and it was a nice place. I had a mushrooms and Swiss burger, with slices of avocado.
In the afternoon I had a nap, I might have taken my gloves back if I hadn't felt so cold.
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