a manic monday of meanderings

Well, it's not really a Manic Monday--I just like the Cyndi Lauper song, and it comes to my head almost every Monday.  Silly, yes, I know.

So, I haven't settled in to write much for a long time.  What's new?

The RevGalBlogPals BE5 was lovely and all kinds of awesome.  What a privilege to get to know a group of women pastors and talk about texts and enjoy chocolate melting cake at night and the occasional pink martini or two.  Enough said.  

Before we left on the cruise, my Dear One and I spent a few days in NOLA kicking back.  We mostly wandered the streets of the French Quarter, enjoyed the warmth, and ate a LOT OF DELICIOUS FOOD.

So between the NOLA carousing and the dessert on the cruise, in spite of exercising vigorously everyday, I gained 6 pounds.  

The good news, is that I lost five of it last week--so certainly, it was just too much sodium and bloating, right? ;-)  Whatever the case, it was all definitely worth it!

Sort of slid back into the ministry routine last week.  What was nice was a minimum of endless meetings, and a maximum of direct ministry moments--from nursing home visits to bible studies to women's gatherings, a sermon to write and preach, and confirmation class.  LOVE.

It's hard to say where the vocational call will emerge, but for now, it's o.k.   I am simply giving it over, striving to be faithful and patient and loving--and to Be Here Now.   I am good with this.

On the homefront with the four legged friends, life is a little hectic.  We still have the big boy foster pit bull, who is a big baby.   He is good for one of our dogs, they just wrestle and play and rip up toys.  So the house is full of bits of plastic and decapitated stuffed animals and fluffs of their innards strewn about.

Unfortunately they were having one of their wrestling matches and our little 14 year matronly toy poodle decided she should referee. That pretty much pissed off her housemate, Cooper, who attacked her, and left her unable to walk.  I thought it might be a little sprain, but it hasn't improved over the weekend, and she can't walk, so off to the vet,

AFTER the plumber leaves, who is installing a new kitchen sink (hallelujah!) and hopefully fixing our  bathroom sink which is all kinds of clogged.

That's it for now.