Week 7 February 25 - March 2, 2024 Pot Luck, Sazz's with SRS,, MU on Black History, Lunch with Janice, Abby's Wedding Shower, Ministry Party

 Sunday, February 25, 2024

I was the second reader at the 10:30 a.m. mass.  It was a short read, but a few people told me how much they enjoyed my reading, with my clarity and expression.

I put together turkey sloppy joe and cut two dozen small buns.  The cost of the meal was $15.27; it would have been much more, but the turkey was reduced to $1.80.  The regular priced packages were almost $5. each.

It would have been pretty slim pickings had I not had the sloppy joes.  The pot was cleaned out.

Monday, February 26

My appointment with Dr. Waheeduddin went well, no real issues except for the pain in my right hip which varies in intensity.

I shopped at Goodwill for a plate, bowl and juice glasses; the plate for pot lucks and the bowl to take down for my cereal.

Next, to Walmart for other supplies.

I was just in time for BYB Happy Hour; the Trattoria was filled with two large groups.

I got to bed at 9:30; I could hardly keep my eyes open.  No wonder, with all that I did today.

Tuesday, February 27

During Fitness, Barbara Todd said she wasn't coming to the Book Club, the same for Cheri French; they were going to Sazz's for lunch. Jane Boetcher wasn't coming, she's leaving for AZ; Jackie was attending the Mission; Cecile Langford didn't think about it.  That would leave only Annie Hahn and me. I decided to go to Sazz's also.  I had Riblets, which was on the Starter menu, and it was just right, with a Guinness.  I sat across from Kathy Narlock who does not stop talking.  She was also at breakfast this morning.  I don't know when she ate her food, because she was non-stop there also.  Kathy is the sister of the owner of Sazz's and had a lot to talk about relating to that ownership.  However, it, and all the other chatter, was more than I cared to hear.

Today was also Abby's Birthday.

I think I might pass on SRS lunches.  They are fine for people who don't have an opportunity to go out to eat.  Peter and I can go to the same places without being part of a group.

The afternoon was so warm that I did my knitting in the piazza.  Frank D'Amato did some reading.

Wednesday, March 28

A very noisy night with lightening and thunder.  This morning the piazza was coated with snow and it was very cold.  I won't be knitting there today.

Bob was not feeling well; therefore he and Terry were not going to play sheepshead.  I won't either.  Instead I attended the meeting on the proposal to organize the Resident Community Council.  There were some good ideas, but I spoke against it.  I felt the Diplomat program could be strengthened to accomplish the proposed goals.  I voted against it, as did some others, even though we were in a minority.

I'm reading Death Comes to Marlow.  It's much too long.

Thursday, February 29

I attended an excellent program at Marquette on Black History.  Mosley presented a number of facts about people that we were not familiar with.

Michelle served Blind Russians at cocktail hour while we played dominoes.  There was also a talk on the history of the Pfister that I had to miss.

Friday, March 1

March came in like a lamb, mild and sunny.

I went to Walgreen's after breakfast to buy a card for Abby's wedding shower.  I enclosed a scrubby dish cloth.

Janice came earlier with pierogi and a chocolate dessert.  While she was frying them, Rosemary reminded me to come down to bid farewell to Jon and Anne Bales, who are leaving for Wilson Commons.  We know they will not be as comfortable as they were at SRS, but they had to do what they could afford.

The pierogi were delicious.  I could smell them all the way to the elevator.

I walked Janice out and joined the Wedding Shower for Abby. Barbara Schmidt was the main hostess of the event. The upper Trattoria was full.  We had cake and beverage.  Here is Abby with her mother Michelle.

I did some reading until it was time for the Liturgical Ministry Party at Holy Rosary Parish.  I had difficulty finding it in the dark on narrow streets. There was a buffet laid out with macaroni with shrimp, wraps with "ham: (on a Friday!), cookies, salad, fruit and chips, also cheesecake.  I expected more people in attendance. Father Tim greeted many of us and lead us in prayer.  I told him that I had pierogi for lunch; he was jealous.  I also told him about Aaron converting to Catholicism.  Iason Giagtzoglou, who our liturgical director gave us topics to discuss among ourselves: Why are we ministers and/or lectors; another topic I can't remember, and is there anything that happened that didn't go just right.  I remember when I said Pope Pius in the petitions when that pope was long dead.  I got to know Carol, Yvonne and Sheeda from St. Rita, also Sue, another reader from another parish.  I am so glad that I participated.