There was a little tin of pâté in the fridge that was down to about a third of the original contents. I ate it while I was waiting for my leftovers to heat up and it took the edge off my appetite. What I didn’t finish went back to wait for another time.
Before that, I’d stripped the bed (as is my Friday custom) and had the sheets and pillowcase in the washer. Cuz came over and I seized the day. It was close enough to the end of the month that I asked her to flip and rotate the mattress. She took care of it and then settled down for a visit. Since the Housesitter had been occupying the couch, they’d decided to head up to her construction partner’s house where she’d have her own bedroom. I couldn’t blame her.
A bit later, I was in the kitchen when I heard a voice. It was the Housesitter coming over to say goodbye. She was taken with the keyboard and asked me to play something for her. My “go to” is “Follow Me” so I sat down and played the first verse but stopped before the chorus. She requested “Precious Mem’ries” so I played that. She asked me to quit before I got quite through because it was making her cry. I believe she was thinking about her mother.
Cuz had brought over a 30 lub bag of food for the Catz. She stuck her head in the door and said they were ready to leave and the Housesitter would have to drive one of the vehicles. HS protested but Cuz said the construction worker couldn’t drive — he’d just taken a pain pill. So that was that.
The rest of the day was spent making up the bed, doing other Friday chores and cooking. Today was to be the church Thanksgiving feast. We were to bring foods geared to the holiday so I made cornbread dressing. That involved making a large pan of cornbread (I left out the flour so it ended up being gluten free as well as vegan) and chopping celery and onion. I did the latter while the cornbread baked. I also added garbanzos and pimiento as well as assorted herbs and spices.
I decided to inflict the rest of the pie on the unsuspecting diners and cut it into nine pieces. I’d had two tiny slivers out of it so that made 11 pieces from about a 7″ pie. The second piece was drenched in cashew milk to try to mitigate the sugar overload but it didn’t help.
Besides that, I mixed up a pumpkin spice cake. It wasn’t as good as the other one I’d made. I used the Walmart brand pumpkin and Libby’s is better. The Walmart brand is very thick. I even put in a little water to try to help it along but it didn’t work. The cake was quite crumbly but I took 15 pieces and brought home nine of them.
I was about pooped when I climbed in the tub. Thankfully, I was able to stay awake.
This morning, I was messaging back and forth with someone who used to work at the nursing home when the Cavalry’s wife sent a message. “Do you know the hymn ‘Surely the Presence of the Lord is in This Place,’ so that you could play it after the main prayer? Do you have the music for it?” She went on to say that her husband wanted the congregation to sing it. I usually play a short prayer response. I told her no. I don’t know the song (well, I’ve heard it) and I don’t have the music. Then I said that Sabbath morning isn’t the best time to switch things up.
When I got to the church, the audio guy was waiting. I remembered to ask him if he sleeps in his car on Friday night. He said no but he might just do that.
Last week and this, I’d noticed the song leaders had come up after I’d played a very short time between the lesson study and the second song service. I looked in the bulletin and, sure enough, the meditation time (I keep wanting to type “medication”) was five minutes instead of 10. No one had told me. It might be nice to fill the musician in on changes but that’s just me. It’s six of one and half a dozen of the other, anyway. I end up playing 20 minutes either way.
THEN, during the announcement time, the person having the service came with a list of songs and said he was going to incorporate music into the service and would I look over what was on the sheets and indicate any I would rather not play. During breaks here and there, I did and I only marked off one that would have had me dancing on the pedals. It’s one of those I prefer to practice before playing it for the congregation to sing. It turned out to be the one song he really wanted to use. In case you’re wondering, it’s “All Creatures of Our God and King”.
At the end of the morning prayer, I was poised to play the response when the Cavalry announced (as part of his prayer) that those who knew “Surely the Presence of the Lord is in This Place” should join him in singing. So they did. I was glad I knew a bit about the change, at least.
One of the ladies had taken over the heating of my dressing so I wouldn’t be serving a burnt offering today. The only thing I had to do was heat the cashew gravy I’d blended up this morning. When I carried my things in during Sabbath School, I’d gone ahead and put the desserts on the dessert table. That left me free to mingle so I did just that, as much as my coughing would let me.
We have little signs to put with dishes that are vegan or gluten free vegan (of course, gluten free doesn’t always mean vegan but I guess it does at our church). There weren’t very many of either one so I ended up with about four things on my plate. I topped it off with a piece of my crumbly cake.
I sat with the Cavalry and he said his wife had contacted me on her own. He’d planned to just sing it acapella, anyway. We discussed the song the congregation sings between the announcements and when the elders come in. He wants to change it which would be fine with me.
After I finished eating, I gathered up my belongings (the Computer Owner took what dressing was left) and went to see Genese.
It had been a long time since I’d been there. I know it was October 24 because that was the day one of the former employees of the nursing home died. (That’s a terrible way to remember anything.) I gave her the chocolate bars I’d brought and sat down for a visit. I didn’t see what time it was when I got there but I know VeggieTales was on TV.
The Computer Owner and her Knight came in and she asked what I was doing there. I said, “Coughing.” Which I was. They’d brought Genese a loaf of rye bread since she prefers that to the squishy stuff the kitchen serves. The CO has a lamp she wants to give Genese but it must have to be assembled. She wondered if the maintenance man would do it. I don’t know him so I have no idea. They didn’t stay long.
When I got ready to leave much later, Genese remembered to tell me about her trials and tribulations with trying to get Internet access so she can get to sites Big Brother has blocked. One of the staff had caught wind of her using a hotspot and was all concerned that it would interfere with the WiFi already in place. She assured her that it wouldn’t but the staff member insisted on her talking to the tech guys when they were there last Wednesday. The man agreed there would be no interference and while he was able to update a couple of things for her, he told her she’d never be able to update Windows — and that’s crucial if a computer is going to continue to work the way it’s supposed to.
I happened to think that there are VeggieTales videos on youtube. When I checked this evening, the full episodes aren’t free any more. At least I couldn’t find any. If she had a Netflix account, there are several on there. The nursing home has an account but I don’t know if it includes streaming.
Several CNAs and aides came in to take care of her at 3 (that was 4 at my house) so I took my leave. I got home about 4:30 and was met by Catz. The Kittenz have really grown in the time I haven’t been feeding them.
After I changed clothes and put food away, I had a piece of cake and a half cup of Holiday Nog. I’d like to get hold of some of the Almond Nog but I doubt it’s in any of the stores around here.
It looks as if rain is coming back in. After that, the lows are going to be lower. When it’s this close to December, I guess I can’t expect it to do anything else.