11.16.2009

My Shabbat Seven v2009:NOV:14

These are seven of the more "peculiar" (in other words, not the obvious ones) things, I've been thankful for this past week...

  • French silk pie. / Thanks to the venerable Karen Wilson, some us had a helping of this heavenly deliciousness last Sunday for A Night of Vision at church. Oo-la-la-love-it!
  • Wikipedia. / So my 15 minutes of preparation for the Alton Band & Orchestra Builders Trivia Night included reading through Wikipedia's entry on the number "5." (The Marching 100's show was "5" after Beethoven's symphony, and their trivia night's always have a round that's a spin-off of their show's theme.) I read a few things. Alison said, "You know none of those things will be questions tonight?" I agreed. There were two. "Maroon 5" and how do you notate the number 5 in binary code--"101". I felted smartish.
  • Illini basketball has begun. / Sure, they're playing schools whose basketball programs are not an even match right now. But it doesn't matter when it's my favorite sporting venue. Moreover, have heard how the Illinois football team is doing? Exactly.
  • Homemade donuts. / Technically, this first try wasn't "from scratch". Still, I made them at home and they were yummy. I have a new culinary muse to experiment on every other weekend or so.
  • My big rake. / It's not glamorous. It's not tasty. It's not even fun. Yet, this one single investment has exponentially simplified the autumn ritual of transporting the carpet of chlorophyl-deficient foliage from our yard to the wooded hillside behind our house. As I told a youth while raking leaves for an older member of our congregation, "Big Bertha is not just for raking leaves, it's for throwing leaves."
  • Pere Marquette Park. / Getting out into the rawer corners of the American Midwest creation is very much a recentering activity for me...even if I'm towing my 3 1/2 year old most of the way up and down.
  • Our Toyota Sienna minivan. / As I was vacuuming it out this past weekend, it was apparant that we really use (abuse?) our van a lot.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow!

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