ANOTHER SUNDAY, ANOTHER WASHING MACHINE

Let's see what can i say about this day.  The day started with 8:30 Mass. Betsy (Betsy's Wildwood Home blog) and i usually sit in the back. This day we decided to sit where we can observe Mass better. We are currently in RCIA and are not allowed to take communion. Anyway we move to the left side of the church, right where the sun is shining throught the beautiful stained glass window. So we move over  a little. Comfortable in our new seats with a clear view of the altar, when along comes a gentleman. He has to be at least 6 feet tall! Where does he sit? Right in front of me! I am five four and half inches tall. I cannot see over his head, or through his head. I look like a bobble head doll trying to see upfront. After Mass i go home and Fred tells me we are going to buy a new washing machine. Washing machine number four i think. We have replaced washing machine, range, and dishwasher numerous times. The appliances are doomed from the start at this house. They start to sputter, cough, wheeze and then go to meet their maker. Drew and i made a little house for Wyatt to play in out of the empty washing machine box. Dinner this Sunday pork chops on the grill, field peas with green beans, and sweet potatoes. I hope Fred doesn't overcook the chops. Overcooked chops are dry and carboard like. There isn't enough catsup, A-1 or sweet Baby Ray's to make taste better if overcooked! Yes, Jamie, Drew and Wyatt are coming for dinner. They are bringing the wine. Traditions, i think i'll keep them!
Until morrow-Good Eve