It was such a feeling of relief to come home last night and know that classes are over until next Monday. I have four days to do all the reading for them. One class I have no written assignment, but must review the basics of statistics, which we went over yesterday. Do you remember factorials? The formulas seem like a parody to me, math run amok. I understand the big picture, but the details are incredible.

I have been away so much the last few weeks that I am thrilled to be able to cook and relax and maybe even garden some. The weather is lovely, cool at night, but sunny and warm in the middle of the day. Someone told me she turned on her heat, but we have been toughing it out with 67 degree mornings (in the house).

Yesterday was one of those days. I took Ray to work and didn't feel like going to Ramsey. I have walked every day for about 5 days and decided maybe I could take a day off. But I pulled it together and drove over there anyway. After parking about three levels up, I realized I did not have my ID with me, so drove home instead. On the way, I decided to swing by the Fellowship to pick up the bag with my notebooks I had left there the day before. I was going by my Dad's, so I gave him a call. He was lying down, said he felt a bit dizzy, so I picked him up and took him home with me. At the Fellowship, I realized I did not have my key and there wasn't a soul there. But I found the email on my phone that had the code for the key box, so I could go in and get my bag.

My Dad enjoyed using his computer for a bit, but he still didn't feel very good. I made him some soup and gave him the leftover squash I would have enjoyed. He called the doctor and made an appointment for this morning. I ate leftover jambalaya and a little bit of the cabbage salad. Good lunch.

I took my bath and did a little class work. Mudge lay down and rested. I told him it was time to go, but it took him a few minutes to get up and get going. I called the chickens, but they didn't come. One was in the nesting box, so I shut her in. As we drove in, we were listening to a CD of Appalachian music I had bought at the Mountain. When we got to his house, he wanted to listen to the end of the song, which seemed to go on forever. I was afraid I might be late for class, but I didn't say anything. Then there was a truck in my way. I still got there about 2 minutes late and it wasn't a problem. Might as well be nice about it.

After class, Ray and I drove to UUFA for the first in a series of dinners prepared by the kids in the Coming of Age group...and their mentors. Ray and I are mentors, so he helped with the dinner this month. It was tacos. Pretty good, about what I used to make at home: ground beef, refried beans, lettuce, sour cream, tomatoes, etc. It was a big success, which means it was really hard to hear each other. We look forward to more fun activities with young people.

After choir, we pretty much came home and went to bed. One more chicken was sleeping on top of the run, but I couldn't find the third one anywhere. I went around the house a couple times, calling and shining a light into the woods. She was probably roosting/sleeping somewhere she thought was safe. I hope she was right. I left Cameron out all night. Maybe he will protect her.