“The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry”
That phrase most aptly describes last Sunday and the usual shenanigans…
Last Sunday was a busy Sunday. There was the usual service and sequel but as a bonus we also got this wonderful voters meeting which I skipped so if you want details on that then you will have to talk to someone else. I’m pretty sure it was almost entirely about the 6 targets and progress towards them as that is what he lamented on in his sermon.
I was minding my own business resting up in order to attend to the things that I had planned on doing Sunday when unexpected visitors dropped by on my door. They came with promises of beer with secret plans. I thought…ok…this can’t take all day so I might as well go for a bit but alas, I was wrong.
So I climb into the car and 45 minutes later we are in rainy San Francisco…looking for a brewery that magically doesn’t exist. We circled the block thrice times in search of said beer and parking but to no avail…we kindly ask some passerby’s for directions to this magical place and they look at there watch as it was before noon and said they did not know of this place but there were several bars the next block over and gave us directions to the nearest AA…
Impatiently and lusting for the magical elixir, we suggest to our driver to take us someplace else. She thought and scratched her head and then came the moment were she exclaimed “A-ha…I have just the place!” We wisked through traffic in the rain, zigging, zagging as we go, making our way to this place. We circled and found a place to leave the car and marked boldly into the rain. We arrived at the place with delight snd promptly were seated. Quickly we found out that we were out of our element. We asked for nachos, we asked for garlic fries but neither were there to be obtained. We settled for beer and fries and dessert as well as being ignored by our waitress. We ate, we drank, we talked and laughed and left our waitress with little more than that.
We scurried back to whence we came and once again were on the road. We took a different way to get back to where we knew but arrived safely at home.
The moral of this magical tale…don’t leave Newman in charge of the paper with the directions/plans on it!
Young adults was the usual thing. We had fruity pork or something along those lines. It was just the usual suspects present. The question that came up that night was what city best describes you character.
We started into Eccliastes after little debate the week before. Strangely…the person that suggested the chapter wasn’t present. Apparently, going on a date on a Sunday night was FAR more important than doing a little Bible study. Hmmm…Oh well I guess. We trudged on without her and managed to go through the first two chapters. For those unfamiliar with the book, the general mood is depressing and it basically said how everything is meaningless.
So this upcoming Sunday is Supper Bowl Sunday. I have no clue when kick off is but I think the general consensus is to show up before the game and Karen will show up sometime when she gets back from her trip down south. Mark and Hanna already said they don’t like hanging out with us so they won’t be there…
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Just to clarify Mark & I do like you all we just have already made plans for SuperBowl Sunday. Fred I loved the description of your epic outing with us I am sure Newman will make it up to you.
See you all Sunday at church if you are at Sequel and then the next week at my place for young adults.
lol! Although I must share...I thought Sunday afternoon was exactly what aNy Sunday afternoon should be...throw the grass up in the air and see which way the wind takes it. Always makes for a random experience and a better story ;)
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