golf, buffet and worship

I got up and cleaned out the back of the Jeep so I could load the golf clubs. My cart has a problem, and I had to hammer two rods in place to get it to be towable. I finally did and drove to the Executive par three Golf (joke) Course. Our park goes there and another place each Wednesday. I was put into a group with two others, and we played the entire nine, walking. They did not too badly, but I was 19 over par (31) and lost two balls. As a sucker play, I pared the final hole. Perhaps I will improve if I continue to play more. I got an e-mail from another friend wanting to play at Tierra Santa next week after his back improves. He wants to play with Ray too but the coupon to play for $35 expires at the end of December. I think Ray may arrive the 27th or so. Perhaps we can play then. I came home and went through the mail before lunch in which we finished off the casserole from Saturday. Evelyn had been baking a cake and some Christmas cookies while I was golfing and had begun cleaning up. While she was cleaning the kitchen, a shock occurred; a Christmas wreath arrived from Emily. This was a shock because the Beeli family had decided years ago that it would not participate in Christmas exchanges or gift giving. They wanted to focus on whose birthday it is. Suddenly a gift arrived: a real evergreen wreath. We hanged it on our balustrade on the front porch. After lunch Evelyn rested and I dried the dishes, putting them away. We rested in the afternoon and then put our table service together for the buffet prepared by the Canadians in our park. The plan this year is for different regional groups to prepare the buffet servings each fortnight. Tonight’s menu was Polish sausage, pirogues (a pastry like ravioli stuffed with cheese and potatoes) and cabbage rolls filled with potatoes and hamburger. They served a small date cake and ice cream for dessert. The meal was rather bland but not unexpected. We left there and went to church for Advent service. After we stayed for choir. I did not want to go to church at Immanuel much this year and certainly did not want to sing in the choir all season. I didn’t even want to go to the taco lunch after worship this Sunday but will likely be there anyway. The weather report keeps predicting colder weather. The morning should start in the 30s and stay in the lower 50s. I sent 17 e-mail cards to friends and went to bed.