It's cold, even in the house, this morning as the sun rises. But it will begin warming up soon.

Yesterday, I rushed out at 8 to have lab work done. I had to do it before I ate. When I got to the lab, they said they didn't take my insurance plan. They take Blue Cross, but not the HMO. So, I had to go back to the doctor's office and get a different piece of paper for a different lab. After that, I went home to eat. I'll have to go another morning without breakfast! Man, that was frustrating, to waste an hour and be hungry and cranky.

After breakfast, Ray and I took a walk and he finished the cookies I had started (for his class). Because it was Thursday, when he stays in town to eat dinner usually, he took the truck. I made oatmeal for the protestors, but didn't get it there until 11, kiind of late for breakfast. I spent a little time at the GED classes, helping a young woman with rounding up or down. Then I went back downtown and parked and walked to the protest. I had on a turtleneck, a sweater, a jacket, a scarf, a hat and gloves. It was too cold to knit. I think it was about 50 degrees and windy. A young woman there was preparing to go to NY to join the Wall Street protest. I felt obliged to say that if I was her mother, I would tell her not to hitchhike alone. I doubt that it had any effect. As I was getting ready to leave, the police chief from the university came and said the items left on the grass were supposed to have been removed. I, of course, did not know anything about it, or want to be involved in moving them. Fortunately, other people had more ideas. He was very pleasant, I have to say. I asked him why he changed the rules. He said he was too lenient at first and should have probably enforced them at the beginning. He said there had been complaints. I said we had not blocked anyone, but he just said he had to respond to complaints.

I drove home, stopping at Karen Frank's house and enjoying some tea by the fire to warm me up. She had some Kenney Ridge documents to give me and we talked about buying some pigs and sharing in their care and costs. I was shocked how much one baby pig costs, but it still seems like a good plan.

At my house, I made pea soup for my supper and spent some time on the computer and making phone calls. I am coordinating the reception for the memorial service Sunday, and also helping organize food for the MacNairs.

I headed out to go to UUFA, but had a little trouble getting the chickens to go back in their coop, so I was late. It was the lay ministry training, with Jane M., Myrna, Aleta, and Michelle L. Nancy M. is in the group, but she naturally didn't go this time. Alison leads it. It is pretty in-depth and challenges me, but it is also very nurturing.

When I got home, Ray had just gotten here and we watched TV a little later than usual, and then I read my book, which I need to return to Becky today, even though I haven't finished it yet.