Journal: May 24, 2021

They are odd. Unless you know what you’re looking for, you’ll never buy them. If you buy them by mistake, they’ll sit on your shelves for years. If you know what they are and how to use them, when you find them, you’ll buy every box they have. Of course, we are speaking about the manicotti pasta shell. A substitute is the large sea shell, but most of the time you’ll only find the small / medium sea shell which are a bear to stuff and not more than a mouthful per shell, but if you’re going to do it right… manicotti shells. Recipe you ask: here you go. What is so brilliant about this recipe is that it is a no boil (the shells) before cooking, so you’re not trying to insert the ricotta cheese, etc. into a wiggly squiggly chicken neck. Mix up the cheeses et al and then put them all into a zip-lock bag, snip off one corner and pipe the deliciousness into the shell. Easy peasy and very very tasty! Serve up with some homemade bread, Caesar salad, and a bit of homemade wine and folks will be oh so very happy. End it with whatever desert the guest brought and a bit of Benedictine…. are you wanting a reservation yet?!… and the evening is set and perfect. I recommend a bit of Sting or Dido in the background.

One of the more “attractive” loaves of bread I’ve made.

For the record: I did have this one tonight and…. yeah. Who’s your daddy?!

Today is Monday–for 1:15 more minutes–and I’m about done. Caught up from the vacation, as far as I can tell, and moving into the quieter summer months. The Queen appears to be happy (although I think she wanted a bit of Manicotti) and she allowed me to clean her box.

Have ordered the grape juice (not Welch’s) for the next batch of wine. Making a Pinot Grigio this round. This is a fun one to make. The last batch looked as cloudy and “bleh” as a pot of gumbo, but when it finally cleared… golden deliciousness. Elsie is so very tasty! Have not decided on a name for it yet, but generally that doesn’t come along until after we have fermentation… then… yeah… I’m thinking it will be delicioso! or however they spell that one.

Hoping you have a great Tuesday!

Thought for the day: Some things that hurt are worth the pain.

Journal: May 23, 2021

The Day of Pentecost has been good. Church went well, the sermon preached better than I had expected, and the picnic was a success. Still looking for more to return to church, but it was great to be there minus the mask. Summer is always quiet around St. M’s, so I’m not expecting it to get too crazy over the next couple of months, but I’m hopeful that by the time we reach early fall, folks will be returning. We shall see… or I may have to give a few lectures! Ha!

I’ve been having some thoughts on the direction that I would like to go with regard to the St. M’s. I’m hoping they will be up for it. I keep asking myself how far we can reach… just within Enid city limits, Garfield County, or…. I’m thinking “or”, but I’m still working on what that will look like. We’re the only Episcopal Church for 60 miles, so maybe we can… hmmm. Enough for now. Don’t want to start scaring folks off before I’ve got a vision. It is percolating.

Time for a bit of reading. Pray you have a blessed evening.

Dementor’s hand…

Journal: May 20, 2021

So the first day back from the vacation consisted of 12.5 hours of work (there was a 2.5 hour Zoom call in there, which really makes it seem longer!) However, days two and three back from work are my days off (and yes, I will be working, but still!) It could be worse. What I missed most about the day was having the opportunity to do Morning Prayer with my online group (see 2.5 hour Zoom call if you’re wondering where I was.) That has turned into a very special time of day for me. It seems that sometimes I have something to say and other days… not so much, but… we prayed together and that is a good thing. God makes great even our most feeble attempts!

While on the vaca, I finished reading the book Anxious People by Fredrik Backman. I give it ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️. Loved this book. There are several quotes I could share (and will in some upcoming sermons), but the one that made me laugh out loud (causing the person next to me on the plane to be concerned for the next hour or so) involved the goose….

You mustn’t throw stones at birds. We all agree on that. Except maybe swans, because swans can actually be passive-aggressive little bastards. But apart from swans, you mustn’t throw stones at birds. And you mustn’t tell lies. Unless… well, sometimes you have to, of course, like when your children ask: “Why does it smell like chocolate in here? ARE YOU EATING CHOCOLATE?” but you definitely mustn’t…

When you actually type out the word “mustn’t” you really do wonder how that word truly exists!

… steal or kill, we can agree on that.

It goes on from there and you eventually fall into the rhythm and style. The last 20-30 pages of this one are worth reading more than once, just to make sure you put it all together. The author also wrote, A Man Called One. That one is next, following the current read, Project Hail Mary (sci-fi) and One Hundred Years of Solitude (not sci-fi).

Thought for the day: Enjoy interruptions. They are really God trying to get you off your butt to do what it is you are supposed to be doing.

Journal: May 19, 2021

As has been pointed out, online journaling may not be all that wise, seeing as how yesterday I posted about spending ten minutes in an airport bathroom stall just so I wouldn’t have to wear my mask, but… here we find ourselves.

The Queen at rest…

This is the last day of my two week vacation and the Queen and I have spent it together doing just about what you see her doing here. Besides, she was laying in my lap and it would have been quite rude of me to disturb her. Yesterday, after I picked her up, she was a hissing spitting alley cat, but she has remembered that I am her faithful servant, forgiven me, and is once again deigning to allow me to scoop her poop (which has no stink… naturally.)

I have had some guilt about not working today and responding to emails, but I have managed to overcome those feelings with a nap of my own. Interesting that we need vacations, take vacations, and feel guilty for not working on vacations. I keep reminding myself that St. Matthew’s survived 120 some odd years without me and they’ll be just fine whether I’m gone for another a day or forever. Yet, I enjoy them and I enjoy being their priest, so perhaps it’s not so much me feeling guilty as it is me ready to get back in the mix doing the work…. it is a good work. Even so, I can’t help but think of this song…

Don’t forget to dance, even if you have two left feet.

Thought for the day: love is neither a verb or noun. Love is a person.

Journal: The beginning…

I’ve decided to give something a try: online journaling. On the main journal page you will read….

A place to wander and think. Not sure how long this will last or how often I will post in this category. It is an experiment. Feel free to ignore, comment, etc… just don’t argue. It is a place for thinking and all my thunking might not agree with your thunking, but that really is OK. Perhaps between the two of us, we’ll figure something important out or at least enjoy a bit of time together. If you have a place where you like to think, share that and I’ll join you along the thinking journey.

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