Catching up
So good to seeing familiar names, its been very busy in Oslo, family visits, and community activities. We finished our Beth Moore study of Daniel, I’ve been hosting and leading Mon am’s. An odd coincidence, I’m reading The Ezekiel Option, which has references to the subject matter in our study. Joel Rosenberg wrote it and also wrote The Last Jihad, he was on the last chapters, when 9-11 happened, and the Jihad book is about terrorists taking over an American plane and doing what happened to NYC. He has been on morning and talk shows because of the timing ect.
Our son got his crop planted, although late because of our latest Red River flood. The fields look good—-so far.
I enjoy reading of your moving adventures, Jo, you have a good attitude to handle the adjustments. And I love hearing of those kittens.
We are having our house resided with steel siding and new windows. Last night we slept with no windows, they are being stained, varnished ect. We had a warm night, thankfully. I sewed American Girl doll clothes in our basement yesterday, as we had carpenters in and out all day. Our youngest grand daughter, Savannah, likes her doll, she will be 7 in July, and her folks are taking her to the new AM Doll store in the Mall of America for lunch with her doll. I hardly knew when it was my birthday as a child, times have changed!
This Sat Oslo has an all-school reunion in Grand Forks, not many of my class of 53 show up, but in a small town we know a lot of the folks that do come. I’ve been in a sextet singing group in our church for years, and we are asked to sing, we have no sopranos, but two ladies from the Catholic church with lovely higher voices agreed to join us, so we are doing Moments to Remember, the Four Lads, and May the Good Lord Bless and Keep You. The Catholic organist, retired, accompanies us, and her husband rented a baby grand piano as otherwise it would have been the band’s keyboard. We mostly all grew up together and have lots of good memories, including singing When I’m Sixty Four, dressed like old women—none of us has seen that year for quite a while!
Sorry for the length of this, its been a while, Jacky