Final kitchen band party.

Tuesday was busy and disappointing.  I went to borrow the neighbor’s electric lawn mower, but it was too wet.  I waited until later in the day to finish the job.  At 11, Ed and Nona came for lunch.  We served some soup and visited with them until 1.  Then I finished the mowing.  Nona is as deaf as the legendary rock and talks over everything.  People have to be patient with me, but she is impossible.  Ed is a quiet, withdrawn, intelligent man that deserves much pity.  He seems to love and respect her and doesn’t seem to be unhappy.  Evelyn rested while I was mowing and spraying some of the weeds in our yard.  We went to the wind up party of the kitchen band.  We spent most of the time visiting with each other.  I spent most of my time talking with a couple of older gentleman.  I enjoy talking with the elderly—like I am so far from that status.  One of the men has an alcoholic wife that stops and talks with me often.  He gave me enough information that may help me help her.  We had a delicious potluck meal until after 5.  There were 36 band member and their spouses there.  We went to Lenten services in Mercedes followed by a choir practice that was too long—especially since we will not sing next week because Bonny will go to Maryland after Sunday and won’t be back for a week.  We didn’t get home until almost 9.  The disappointing news is that I received an email from a friend I have known since 1969 who wants to discontinue our relationship.  We have communicated via email for years, but he is very liberal and is very bitter about anything conservative.  I told him so and said I would send him only Christian information and encouraged him to come closer to Christ to help him with his bitterness.  He said he didn’t need my help and thought faith was a private matter.  Unfortunately, like many Roman Catholics, he knows virtually nothing about Scripture even though he has a PhD in Literature.  I will continue praying for him.