Thursday, August 4, 2011

It's been a long, hot, week so far. Monday was Theresa Conroy's (Harold's aunt) funeral.  Since I am the family church "organist" I was asked to play at the funeral.  Therese was a fun-loving and really neat lady.  She and the other aunts and uncles were of a generation that knew how to have fun.  Most of them farmed so when chores and work were done for the day, they were done for the day.  It's hard to see them all slowly moving the party heaven-ward.  Only her sister Loretta is left.  The great thing about living in an agricultural community is the wonderful stories that are told at the funerals.  I feel really blessed to have left the city and made a life here.  I wouldn't want to raise kids anywhere else.

Tonight was quilting night.  I got another block done for Justin's quilt.  I am hoping to have it finished for his birthday in February.  I'm still hand-quilting Anna's quilt.  

I have made absolutely no soap this week.  I can't believe it.  I have, however made a dent in the 200 Christmas stockings we want to have ready to go when stocking season starts. We are way behind, so I have made ONLY a dent.  There are about 60 made.  The girls have some to sew up and there are more here waiting to be picked up.  Our ad in the Country Sampler will be coming out soon and we got caught short last fall.  I did get some soap packaged, but I ran out of ingredient labels for the Apple Jack 'n Peel.  Anna won't be home until Saturday so those will have to wait.

The guys poured the cement for the patio that will be surrounding our wood-fired pizza oven.  It's going to be very nice.  They have stamped it.  Tomorrow they dust it off and seal it.  I will post pics when that is done.

I have a wedding to play for tomorrow night.  John's doing the ceremony and the bride has a friend who will be singing.  Jan Caputo and Al Bartholomew will also be there so it should be fun.  I've worked with both of them at different times.  We found out that a few years ago that Jan is a distant cousin.

Word of the day:

Thursday of the Eighteenth week in Ordinary Time

Saint(s) of the day : St. John Mary Vianney, Priest (1786-1859) - Memorial

Holy Gospel of Jesus Christ according to Saint Matthew 16:13-23.

When Jesus went into the region of Caesarea Philippi he asked his disciples, «Who do people say that the Son of Man is?»
They replied, "Some say John the Baptist, others Elijah, still others Jeremiah or one of the prophets."
He said to them, "But who do you say that I am?"
Simon Peter said in reply, "You are the Messiah, the Son of the living God."
Jesus said to him in reply, "Blessed are you, Simon son of Jonah. For flesh and blood has not revealed this to you, but my heavenly Father.
And so I say to you, you are Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church, and the gates of the netherworld shall not prevail against it.
I will give you the keys to the kingdom of heaven. Whatever you bind on earth shall be bound in heaven; and whatever you loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven."
Then he strictly ordered his disciples to tell no one that he was the Messiah.
From that time on, Jesus began to show his disciples that he must go to Jerusalem and suffer greatly from the elders, the chief priests, and the scribes, and be killed and on the third day be raised.
Then Peter took him aside and began to rebuke him, "God forbid, Lord! No such thing shall ever happen to you."
He turned and said to Peter, "Get behind me, Satan! You are an obstacle to me. You are thinking not as God does, but as human beings do."