Not much happening today. The cabinetry is all installed, except the doors and the shower “cubby” area (next to the door). The sink basin should arrive tomorrow and hopefully the remaining “touches” will be done by Wednesday or Thursday. One can hope.
The weekend was good. The kids thoroughly enjoyed spending time with their grandmommy and granddaddy, as they always do. Friday mom and dad spent the day with Abbie at her school, taking her to lunch, then out for ice cream after school, and indian food at Baba for dinner.
Saturday we met the Kershners at Iron’s Fruit Farm for hayride to a pumpkin patch, and picked some pumpkins and gourds. Afterwards we all ate some of their wonderful cider donuts and some fresh apple cider.
That evening Sonya and I were able to get out of the house for a date; a rarity these days (with no family in town and a limited budget to pay not only for a sitter, but to go out and do anything besides sitting at a bookstore, sipping watered down flavorless coffee). We went to The Cheesecake Factory; an insanely busy place, wonderfully decorated, and a menu that was a long a novella. Yum. We then caught a showing of Garden State at the quaint Esquire Theatre in Clifton.
Garden State was quite good. Not superb or an all time classic, but certainly more than adequately surmised the empty dull and lifeless state most people of our generation seem cull themselves in — no emotional attachment to anything, life without passion or feeling, over medicated, under observed, happening without interference. Static.
Sunday I played at CHPC, while everyone else went to Four Corners. I’m unsure where God will lead my worship participation at CHPC — I hope and pray that will more to a Saturday service and become more effective and immersive as a contemporary service. We shall see.