On Sunday, we dragged ourselves up out of bed and prepared to attend the early service at Jerry and Kellie's church. We were momentarily delayed by a last minute conflagration in the microwave, necessitating extinguishing the flaming slag-heap of what was once a sweet potato, and throwing open all the windows to get the smoke out of the house.
Upon entering the sanctuary however, we noticed (by surreptitiously sniffing each other) that our whole family smelled to high heaven of burning yams! While no one outright asked if our Easter Dinner was burning, you could tell during the Pax that they all suspected something was amiss.
Other than being scent-pariahs, we had a great time. A bonafide orchestra (!) complete with 10 violins, 2 cellos and a bass sawed away with expertise, accompanied by piano, drums, guitar, and several trumpets in the back. The horns had some tortured moments during the fanfares, but everyone played with enthusiasm. The choir was outstanding.
We ended the day by taking Jerry to the airport for his work week in Southern California, and Kellie and I met niece Angela for dinner at the Whole Foods Market. Kellie even gave me a ride back to Queen Anne so I wouldn't have to brave the bus again.
Juli had a good weekend at work, thank heavens. Now that I'm back, we can start getting her ready for her big GI tests on Thursday.
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