O friends, in gladness let us sing, supernal anthems echoing*
[FYI supernal means a) being or coming from on high b) heavenly, ethereal.]
I went to church twice on Sunday so I am feeling the supernal vibe. I read at Evensong, but I had to go to a meeting after the 10 a.m. service, so that is why I also attended that service. I am “mentoring” one of our confirmands, so I was getting the lowdown on expectations for the coming year. My assignment is a girl I have known since she was a tiny tot and not someone who is too cool for me. No piercings or dyed black hair either. All
should will be well.
The boy came over after church and knocked down an old fence for us.
The OM and I would have wrestled with this for who knows how long, so once again, how grateful we are to have his manly help.
It took him all of 10 minutes, so we went out to lunch at Steak ‘N Shake.
On Friday night the OM and I went to a work-sponsored party at the zoo. I got to see the new polar bear in his swanky new environment.
He growled at me through the glass. He was up-close and personal, right? I wanted to see him swimming, but he did not oblige.
We also saw some penguins
and we rode on the empty train.
We ate a hotdog and went home. It was an evening well spent.
I am reading the new mystery by Robert Galbraith (a.k.a. J.K. Rowling)–The Silkworm, which I am enjoying very much. I am not a big mystery fan, but the characters in her series are real (not cardboard) and I like her P.D., Cormoran Strike.
I watched Mad Max: Fury Road (2015), which I did not particularly like, and Send Me No Flowers (1964) with Rock Hudson (“Is it a sharp pain, is it a dull pain, or does it grip like a vice?”), which I liked very much.
Also, this is pretty darn great:
How was your weekend?
*Lasst uns erfreuen, #618