It was a busy weekend for me what with…
We’ve been having a nightly prayer meeting at a local church in our area and I’ve been trying to attend most nights. Friday night, I was present and got home late but it was worth it to hang out with some of my young friends.
Saturday morning, I had 3 early morning assignments at church and it took a lot of my mental energy to prepare for them but once I was on, it was great.
Sunday, I took some of the kids to Boston for a Pathfinder parade and fair. It was tough because I had to exclude some of the kids but space on the bus was limited so I chose the ones who had done the most work last year. We were up at 5 and traveling from 6 a.m. We got to Boston, the parade involved us marching for 1.5 miles and then a little skills exhibition and display then traveling back home. I got home at 9:45 p.m. Talk about a long day.
It was a great experience but now I need a weekend to recover from the weekend.
And Other Weekend Shenanigans:
- How did I now know you can now zoom in on Instagram photos? When did this happen and how come nobody told me?
- I’m trying to eat healthier meals more consistently. On Friday, I bought some kale and broccoli slaw from Trader Joes and it’s shown up in many of my meals since then. Here I had them raw and mixed in some quinoa, salmon and cranberries with honey mustard dressing. Yummy! I took this stir-fry for lunch. It was the slaw, quinoa, chicken and Tamari sauce and it looked and tasted like Pad Thai (which I love)
- I’m still reading Everything I Never Told You by Celeste Ng. The story is intriguing but it’s not a page turner like many other thrillers are. So far, it’s a 4 to 4.5 star read.
- A dear family friend passed away in Jamaica. She was a lady who grew up across the street from my mom, taught at the same school with my mom for many years, we all attended church together and her daughter and I were in the same youth groups as teenagers. She died kinda suddenly. Almost as soon as I heard she was sick, she was dead. It seems there’s always sad news to contend with but it’s particular sad because her father died just two months ago. He lived to his 80s, her mom lived to her late 70s, but the generation after…, gone so soon.
- Some good news to sandwich the bad: A man who bought a copy of my book a few weeks ago saw me this weekend and was giving me his verbal review. He loves one of my stories especially because a character is named after him (not intentionally). He told me he loves the story so much, he is trying to get an audio recording so he can listen to it over and over in his car. That made me smile.
What was the best part of your weekend?