Yesterday started with pancakes, like almost every Sunday since I can remember. They were delicious. I also froze another batch of mini-quiches. Ray and I sang with the choir, an interesting piece that involved bird and animal calls and wind sounds, as well as droning and chanting. The service was intergenerational and fun, talking about creation, and the big bang. After, we had lunch at Peking and then went home and continued working on throwing away old papers--receipts from 2010, for instance.

I spent a long time on the phone with Molli, talking about the things we have to do this week. She arrives on Saturday, with Adrian, his Mom and his sister! Not panicking...I do still have an extensive rash on my arms and legs and didn't sleep as well as I would have liked. It was over 80 and didn't cool off much over night. My Dad has been working in the garden almost every day. Ray did some outdoor work yesterday, too. He fed the pigs; we ate a light late supper (carrots, an apple, cheese) and watched some TV and went to bed.