Peanut Butter Apples, Communicants Class, and Other Topics on the "Agenda" for the Day
Thursday, January 19, 2006
And so various things were discussed at the office that day: Fran had won (by adding his business card to a jar) lunch for the staff at the Macaroni Grill the following Tuesday afternoon. However, they debated that morning whether or not to skip it as they would be given a financial presentation during the meal… Collette sent off an email for information to complete Aidoios Julep Parnapple’s baptismal certificate (now the youngest of four North-Carolinan girls), Ivy worked on an entire apple covered in peanut butter over the course of the early morning, and Fran and the ladies discussed elliptical machines, communicants classes, disputes over the book of Esther, donating items for the Youth Rummage Sale in April…
Meanwhile, Ivy continued her battles with the printer:
“There is not a paper jam, ding-a-ling! I’m giving you the paper!… Mm-hmm, Mm-hmm… OK. We’re all together now? Let’s go.”
And Ivy later continued her battle over – at which florist to register a church account (for funerals, etc.). And sometime in the mayhem before lunch, Ivy turned around in her chair after calling the Pine Valley Water Company:
“Oh, crud. I left my wedding ring in my ring cleaner… It’ll probably be pink when I get home… Let’s hope the cats don’t knock that over.”
Rosemary dropped by to pick up Sunday School material that Brave-Anatole had left on her desk in the afternoon, while her girls flew a kite over in the great field. Collette read the last fourteen chapters of I Samuel before work and during lunch, and set out canned sodas and paper products for the New Member’s Class weekend on the copy room island. And Ivy ran to the Post Office during her lunch break for 24-cent stamps for postcards. They didn’t have any. In addition, Fran would be gone February 21st through March 13th to a family wedding and then to Egypt and Kenya for mission meetings.
Meanwhile, an email message came through from Diana. Among other interesting and rather exciting things, she gave the following report:
“…Oh man, I’m having trouble paying attention in my classes. I think I’m getting senioritis really bad. It’s so hard to focus on obscure facts about historical missions development in Tibet when I’d rather doing so many other things! Oh well, I’ll hang in there for one more semester…”
It was good to hear of what was going on in her life, even if “…once [she got] a handle on [her] life (like that [would] ever happen),” she had even more excitement lined up. Collette sometimes wondered how long it would be before she was selecting wedding colors – another victim of the “ball and chain,” as Shepherd used to enjoy saying. As Carrie wailed the other day, lying on the kitchen counter in her usual scrubby around-the-house duds, listing off her married and soon-to-be-married friends:
“Guys, soon I’m going to be all alone!”
“Now when all the people came to the forest, behold, there was honey on the ground.”
– I Samuel 14:25