The beautiful weather of the Valley

What happened to Wednesday? I took Evelyn to Knapp and went on to the grocery. When I got home she called me to come after her. They ran her out because she was sick. How many times is someone sick run out of a hospital? I fixed Ramen noodle soup I had just bought at the grocery for her. All I remember of the rest of the day right now is that I went to worship where the pastor is doing a trial drama for the Lenten services. Ken Eilers called and asked me to replace him as Ciaphas in the trial. A different character from the Passion story is put on the witness stand each week. I tried to swagger to the altar when called and tried to sound arrogant during the questions by the prosecution (played by the pastor) but tried to sound beaten when questioned by the defense attorney. I received many compliments but tried to avoid them. I don't want the focus on me. The choir practiced afterward and planned to sing Good Friday and Easter.
Thursday was busy. After the workout, I cut the neighbor's and our grass and ran the accursed weed eater. Those machines would be great if they didn't eat the cord, necessitating me to stop and pull more out. It makes the process about twice as long as it would if the thing worked properly. After that, I decided to use the electric juicer and deal with the half bushel of Mars oranges we had bought at Granny's orchard. That took all morning. Evelyn went off to what turned out to be the dirty King Buffet with the Ladies Leisure. They then went to the welcome center where she was impressed with the building and service. The day was so beautiful that I called Ray and off we went to play golf. Unfortunately many were waiting to tee off and he had to be back for a buffet at 5:00, so we couldn't wait to play. Instead we went to a driving range for some practice. We came home and we had our dinner of salad from the garden. We decided to go to the stock show again. We didn;t stay too long because it was cold and Evelyn was still not well. We did get to see Christian Winston's painting of the Alamo and her grand champion chickens. She got 4th place last year and sold the chickens for $6,000. She may get more than the lottery winner when these are auctioned on Sunday. We came home and had some popcorn while Evelyn talked with the Beelis. She talked with Emily who was hanging drapes in their bedroom with her husband. She asked for prayer for harmony or at least only slight animosity during the process. We remember the tension inherent in this process. While at the stock show, we saw a neat bench that unfolded into a picnic table. We might buy one and take it to NC because it might fit on our porch.