Church lady chronicle guide to challening assistance people
The question of the church chick day is, “How do you get someone who asks for assistance to leave when they are not being especially obnoxious but they are clearly challenging?”Well, this is your guide to extended stay visitors.When they come in and follow the front desk person as she walks to your office to tell you someone is here for assistance, don’t panic. Bolt right out of your chair and jump across your desk so that you are blocking the threshold of your office so they will not enter, which would mean trapping in your own office which is not a good thing.When they stand belligerently in the hallway, demanding to see the Senior Pastor and you know that he is on

Halloween radio
I'm not into frightful movies or even frightful moments, so Halloween isn't really a favorite holiday of mine. In fact, when the girls were younger, two of them were allergic to food coloring- red #20 and FD&C 5and 6 in particular, so Halloween and Valentines day and Easter were not the best holidays for us.This is Halloween week and by a lovely surprise, mystery radio is playing ghost stories and scary tales all day. I am loving it. This morning when I came in, "Macabre" was playing. The 40's sounds of murder and mayhem are most entertaining.Off and on through the day yesterday, as people stopped by to chat or vent, their conversation w

Adventures in transcription
One of the things I enjoy most about this job is the variety. For the last few days, I've been transcribing a journal that one of the mission trips composed on a trip to a far away place last summer.I am really enjoying the stories, and today, I realized that I am also rewriting bits of them.The journal was passed around so that each team member was able to handwrite an entry. I've been reading and interpreting fonts that aren't really of this universe yet. My own handwriting is a challenge;one that has come in handy on occasion. My girls haven't been able to decipher holiday shopping lists for years. whew.I've been wrapped up in the stories a

Returning to the scene of the crime
Last night I returned to the scene of the crime. My wilderness daughter and I walked over to the shopping center to meet friends, and lo! Suddenly, there we were at the very scene. The elephant ear bed. All signs of life had been removed. The dirt lay bare. No yellow crime scene tape, either.We stood together, me glad in my heart that my story was now proven true that the landscapers were due to come when I thought they were, and sad in my heart that the cousins of the plants I had saved were now. gone.I looked around and all of the pots had been brutally emptied, their summer arrangements replaced with shrubs. How bland, I thought." Okay, mom. It's

It was good while it lasted
I am a spring/summer church chick. Cold weather sends me into hibernation.I look for things to look forward to that can string me through the cold months.Planting bulbs, getting the free shopping center plants, making pomegranate ahm, making soup for church. Those things usually get me through February.Last week, I tried to plant bulbs at church but it was too warm for the bulbs to hit the dirt, so I still have that to look forward to, and I have my own to add to and two friends’ yards as well.The free plant day came up yesterday. I’ve been looking forward to it for weeks, watching and mentally picking out what I need for this yard or that. You’d think th