Well, I'm playing the piano at Trinity again. I feel like I shouldn't complain about it since I did volunteer and they are paying me.
("You volunteered, didn't you? We're paying you for this, aren't we?"
"Yeah, but I didn't know I was going to be getting electric shocks!" -- what movie?)
I do feel obligated to point out the absurdity that the theme for the services on Mother's Day weekend is:
"Father knows best".
At least the music is going to be super easy to the point of being horribly boring. I get nervous enough when I play at Trinity that I don't need interesting and/or challenging music. Check out these lyrics and see if you can tell me what they mean:
The beasts of the field,
The birds of the air,
Are silent to call out Your name;
The earth has no voice,
And I have no choice
But to magnify God unashamed.
Let the rocks be kept silent
For one more day;
Let the whole world sing out,
Let the people say.
On a really great note, I finished hand quilting my hand pieced quilt. This weekend I put the binding together and the last step is to put on the binding. (Get your mind out of the gutter, guys.)
I was all ready to start sewing Sunday night, but I sliced off part of my thumb when I was cutting up some vegetables for dinner. I was using our Pampered Chef Ultimate Slice and Grate and I have to tell you that that blade is SHARP!!
Well, it made a nice clean cut anyway, which bled a lot and caused me to swear, but worst of all, it just hurt too much for me to do any more sewing. Rats. Well, I suppose I just wasn't supposed to start sewing just yet. That's alright there were two brand new episodes of the Simpsons on last night anyway.