More Collective Randomness

A few days ago, I did something I swore I would never do and which my mother would not believe I did. I darned socks. Outrageous, ridiculous, bizarre. I know. I don't understand it either. It all started when years ago I got these really nice black socks with gray toes and heels. The are wonderfully warm and yet dressy enough that I can wear them out and about. I loved them for many moons. You can imagine my disappointment and distress when I discovered a hole in the bottom of one. Blast. You can imagine my horror when I discover an equally depressing hole in its twin as well. For weeks they rested in my drawer. Frequently I would forget about the holes and pull them out, only to remember their imperfection and place them somberly back in the drawer. I don't sew much. I only repair things if I have high hopes of wearing it in public again. Otherwise, it is relegated to the only-wear-at-home division of my wardrobe. But holey socks don't really make sense - even at home. Most often, socks are sent to Hubby's stash of rags - you know, so he can use it when he checks the oil (judging by the size of the rag stash, this doesn't happen very often). What overcame me, I will never guess. I pulled out the socks, realized it was time to take them out of hospice or do emergency surgery. I retrieved my sewing kit. I darned them - in word and deed. And now, I have a like-new pair of wonderfully warm, gray-toed and heeled, black socks.

My epizudicous went from bad to worse. I found myself laid up Monday night with a fever and a weird throat thing. My fever left, but it left me with a worse weird throat thing. I now cough and hack and ahem all too frequently. My voice may or may not make an appearance - one never knows. Usually after a hefty mucousy hack, I can get most of my voice back. But that tends to gross people out so I am trying not to do that. Also, I slept on the couch last night 1) because I didn't want to wake up Hubby and Reagan with my incessant coughing and 2) because I could sleep upright and hopefully stop hacking.

I had a worship team meeting, of which I am chair. The meeting went fairly well. I brought an 12 point agenda and we made it through 11 of them. I rather impressed myself. I did have to re-direct some discussions every once in a while, but for the most part people were cooperative. That being said, I am disappointed in the lack of positive feedback given. It seems that people feel the need to be critical and harsh when given the opportunity to voice their opinions. I wish I could teach these people to speak the truth in love.

The weather is so nice here that it inspired me to take Reagan on a long walk yesterday. We enjoyed it. When I got home she decided to take a nice long nap and I had opportunity to bake my little darned socks off. I opened the window and proceeded to bake a whole pan of peanut butter brownies (for worship team) and a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting (for Hubby). Worship team people ate 3 brownies. This marks the last time I cook for them. But it was an enjoyable afternoon of fresh chocolate flavored air.