Ok, ok! So ... I'm getting the idea that it's okay to update your xanga blog even if you feel like what you might be putting on here is Un ... Un-interesting, Un-imaginative, Un-eventful and just plain Un-important. That it's okay to write about stuff that you do all the time. So, that's what I'm doing. Writing an Un-blog about my Um ... usual days.
On Mondays I usually do a bit of exercising, the laundry, study for a Bible study lesson and then go to the Wexford Retirement Center and lead about 6 elderly ladies in that Bible study. We are currently studying The Holy Spirit.
Tuesdays from 9-2 or so, I can be found at the nearest hospital volunteering in the 2 surgical units. One of my jobs is to care for the families whose members are in surgery that day. Sometimes they have very bad news to deal with. I also make rounds on all the surgical patients to ascertain if their spiritual and emotional needs are being met, and if a particular need comes up, find a way to meet that need. I ask them if they are peaceful in their heart and help them to open up as much as I can comfortably do so. Sometimes I set up appointments for them with the hospital chaplain; sometimes I call and inform their pastor that they would like prayer and visits; sometimes I just listen; other times I pray with them; sometimes I call church friends and arrange meals for the patient's family members. There have been a number of times where I feel like I have made a real difference in someone's day; other times I feel I have made a difference in their whole outlook on life. I make them laugh, hold their hands, let them cry, hug them, and stay as long as they want me to. I have shared the whole gospel of salvation with a few. I have celebrated birthdays with flowers and gifts. I locate back scratchers, hearing-aid batteries, reading glasses, lost family members, and various other sundry necessary items. It is ... a joy.
Tuesday evenings I attend a quilting/knitting group and have made 2 quilts, various other projects, and almost completed a knitted afghan/throw of various kinds of yarns.

The rest of the week is Un-predictable, except for Saturday afternoons when I work at the front desk at Orchard's Athletic Club greeting people, folding towels, and selling various items, staying classically cheerful no matter what!
This week, one of the Un-predictables was a walk along the rock ridge known in these parts as The Devil's Backbone. It was an absolutely beautiful, warm afternoon ... around 62 degrees. It was refreshing and exhilarating and happy and wonderful!

A couple of weeks ago the unpredictable was a 4-mile snow-shoeing outing up around some frozen lakes in the Rocky Mtn. Nat'l. Park. The wind was ferocious at times and caused some major face tinglings, but otherwise it was just SOOO beautiful that I didn't mind the discomfort. I want to do it all over again!!

Other Un-predictables include visits from the sweetest grandchildren in the whole world, long and meaningful talks with favorite friends, Un-expected reconciliation in a difficult relationship, housework, and trying to cook yummy things (not so un-predictable).
I am trying to exercise more these days. So ... I swim a mile as often as I can, about 3 times a week.
Sometimes I play piano solos during our church services. This particular thing requires a lot of practicing during the week, so I punctuate my days playing that week's solo over and over and over again, driving my family nuts, I'm sure.
Other than all that, I go on cleanse diets, eat weird, chat with friends, read/study my Bible, lose my glasses, get overly sensitive, giggle too much, find my glasses, pray, and generally have a very sweet life.
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