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17 Aug
A portion of an email from a friend and future Luther Sem lunch buddy, in reference to my upcoming departure from Dawson and transition back to city student living –

“You have transformed lives during this past year and that is what God calls us to do. Well done, good and faithful servant.”

Whelp. Now I’m crying.

batty.

3 Aug
I’d heard rumors that this happens.
I should be prepared for it to appear on my desk someday.
I waited.
And waited.
And finally it appeared … on Karen’s desk.
A big one. A big bat. From the sanctuary.
Keith gets a mighty good laugh out of others’ squeamishness in regards to the creature-in-a-container.
I’m holding out for bat ashes in the mail next year. Then I’ll know I was truly loved.

In other news –

28 Jul
… big projects on the horizon at church. A day camp? Yes, please! Confirmation retreat? Great! Completely owning Sunday worship for the month of August? Bring it! A city-wide scavenger hunt to create? Sweet! Twenty page approval essay for the candidacy process due to the seminary by Sept. 1? Ugh.
… I will have visitors in the form of grandparents and aunts for the next TWO weekends! I’m looking forward to family.
… new sewing projects. Always good.
… a care center conversation :
Me: Would you like a ride to lunch, M.?
M: That would be lovely. (looks at me more closely) That’s an interesting sweater you have on.
Me: It’s kinda a summer sweater. (it’s cropped with short sleeves. a cardigan, of course.) There’s not much to it.
M: (almost disapprovingly) I noticed.
… I’m training for a 10k run. Hilarious, right? Well, a schedule is what I need to stay on track with getting to the gym and this is helping! The 10k is actually imaginary; people ask me when it is and I say it isn’t. I’m not signed up for one but it’s still good motivation. I’m two weeks in and still on schedule. We’ll see how the 3.5 mile run this weekend treats me with calves that hate me right now.
… I’m excited to be blogging from a new location next week. Stay tuned for my change of venue and I’ll introduce you to my roommate-for-the-week!

wkend haiku.

23 Jul
drink pots of coffee.
sermon, sewing, laundry, run.
bake message cookies.

I love fonts.

20 Jul
I love fonts. (More than I love lamp.) The BBC has an article regarding the particular importance of choosing fonts. Amen. My favorite place to download new fonts? The font squirrel. (Because who doesn’t associate the bushy-tailed creatures with typography?) To quote the BBC article —
“Selecting a font is like getting dressed, Ms Strawson says. Just as one chooses an outfit according to the occasion, one decides on a font according to the kind of message you are seeking to convey.”

Four out of five gnomes recommend –

20 Jul
A few commercial products the gnomes and I are enjoying of late. Here are my current endorsements –
POPchips. Not sold yet in smaller towns (er, Dawson?), I stock up on a few bags of these when I’m at a Target. LOVE these and think they’re probably better than popcorn during a movie.
Starbucks has a special summer blend of coffee beans which make PERFECT iced coffees. I typically don’t buy into such ploys about the different types of beans/roasting/etc. that make this one better than the other for this reason or the next but I believe in this coffee. Seriously. Brew it strong. Ice it down. Add a little chocolate almond milk. A little sugar-free flavoring syrup (currently hazelnut). Perfection.
I credit cranberry apple Crystal Light as the drink that has helped me move past my daily Diet Coke addiction. I drink about a pitcher of this a day. Nummy.
Sara got me hooked on The Big Bang Theory. Season two was ordered used on Amazon and is shipping to me as I write. I wait patiently for more Sheldon.

garden update.

27 Jun

another post about a hearse.

13 Jun
I led a funeral on Saturday morning. By myself. I’ve had the experience of assisting at many a funeral under the leadership of Kendall; at least a good ten funerals in my time here. But this time I was on my own. Eek.
I survived. It was a nice service, a wonderful way to remember and celebrate the life of a grandma, mother, and dear friend. Family members and friends shared memories and stories during the service and I found myself wishing I had known the deceased better. She seemed like the best, most giving, spunky woman. After the service, the immediate family headed to the cemetery for the committal service. It was raining outside so the service was short.
I rode to the cemetery in a hearse. Before the service, I was talking to Kevin, the funeral director, about the details, especially in regards to the committal/getting to the cemetery and he said, “Oh, you can ride with me.” Okay.
In the hearse. And it was kinda cool. Years ago, I think it would have creeped me out incredibly but now it was okay. I rode in the front seat, not the back, and also had a return trip from the cemetery. A ride where I remain at the cemetery and there is no return trip would not be quite so cool.

washing the hearse.

9 Jun
(I enter the church office, chatting with Karen.)
Lindsay: Have you heard if ________ died? [A member who is on hospice and in the hospital]
Karen: No, I haven’t heard.
Lindsay: Oh, I was just wondering. I saw the hearse was outside [of the funeral home].
Karen: Oh, no, that’s not a good sign.
(We hold a five minute conversation about Sharpie markers – extra fine point, retractable, and assorted colors – and then Keith, the custodian, comes in. Chit chatting.)
Karen: Keith, have you heard if _________ died?
Keith: No …
Karen: We were just curious.
Keith: I see Larry was washing the hearse.
Karen: Washing?
Keith: Gail [wife] drove me past about quarter to eight and the ground was wet.
Lindsay and Karen: OH …
Inductive reasoning.
Everyone knows something.
Educated guesses about other people’s business.
Welcome to a small town.

from tiny seeds –

4 Jun

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