Oh!!! my failing memory. I was supposed to co-host Family Promise this evening at Emmanuel from 5.30 - 8.00. I wrote it down on my 'to do' list, but that is not a lot of good when one forgets to look at the to do list.
I spent literally hours this afternoon engrossed in the most time wasting, stupid activity. Half a skein of yard had become hopelessly knotted and tangled and I began unpicking it, knot by knot. It took hours, and I kept questioning why I was doing it, why didn't I just throw away the half skein of yarn, I didn't need it - and clean my fridge. But it eventually became a perseverance issue, and I had to finish it.
Anyway, at 7 o'clock while I was persevering away, there was a ring at the door and even seeing my friend Elizabeth standing there, the penny didn't drop. I was horrified that I'd totally forgotten my Family Promise commitment, but she kept assuring me it was alright, someone else was there, they just wanted to make sure I was alright. She told me forgetting has happened to lots of people.
I did remember to go to the monthly AARP meeting this morning, but didn't stay when I found Phyllis wasn't there, she had been ill with bronchitis, so I went home and rang her up. We had a long chat, and she's feeling better.
Last night, Friday, Bruce and Rosalyn kindly invited me to the local theatre to see "On Golden Pond", which had been a hugely successful box office film in 1981, but I'd never seen it, so the play last night was all new to me and I enjoyed it very much indeed. The theatre itself is in the round, and I love it that the audience and actors all mingle together, chatting, at the end. It was a lovely evening and I was so grateful to them for including me.
I've been taking some pictures.
Someone on television a while ago put some fruit in a dish, then sprinkled over it a packet cake mix, then topped it with very cold butter. And it was emphasised that the butter had to be cold and straight from the fridge. I didn't see how this would work, but was intrigued enough this evening to try it. And this was the result.............
I haven't tried it yet, it's still cooling, but it looks alright doesn't it.
There was a fish and chip shop in Shawnee which had been closed for a long time, then it was re-modelled, and that took a couple of years. Finally, recently, it opened and I thought I'd get some for lunch today.
The place looks quite nice doesn't it. And this is what I got.
I was asked if I wanted two fillets or three, and I imagined - in my naïveté - that they would be the size they are at home (even though the whole deal was only $2.99!) And although I deep down, really knew better, I was so carried away with this 'fish and chips' lunch that I even expected the chips to be like ours. I'd forgotten their 'chips' are deep fried crisps. And coleslaw with it is a personal idiosyncrasy of mine.
Memo to my loved ones - please take me to a chippie when I come over. I'd love a real piece of fish from the North Sea, and proper chips.
But just before I leave this subject - I took this picture inside.
No messy bottle of ketchup on the table. No, one takes a dinky little container and pumps out the tomato ketchup, tartar sauce, or any of the other sauces on the right of the picture. Very sleek, very 21st century.
And in the news............
There are so many illegal immigrants - or rather, "undocumented persons" as they must now be called in this politically correct society - running amok in the country and breaking the law, the jails are overflowing with them, so they are all being turned loose back into society.
You have all heard, I'm sure, of the Ebola crisis over here, A Liberian, where the disease is rife, comes into the country feeling ill and goes to the ER, but because he is poor, black, and uninsured he is given short shrift and sent home with a prescription, whereupon he gets worse, is finally admitted to hospital and dies of Ebola. And all hell has broken loose. Everyone in contact with him, or in contact with hospital staff who - eventually - looked after him, has had to be traced and quarantined, including children of contacts, so entire schools are being closed down.
One of the contacts was a nurse who looked after him - and unbelievably - flew from Dallas to a bridal shop in Cincinnati, Ohio,(don't they have bridal shops in Dallas, I wondered) and she has been confirmed to have Ebola. So her little shopping expedition has left a trail of hundreds more contacts and widespread panic.
I have just had a little bit of that pudding/dessert, and it works, it was quite nice.
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